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User Perceptions and Attitudes Toward Untraceability in Messaging Platforms
Carla F. Griggio, Boel Nelson, Zefan Sramek, Aslan Askarov
https://arxiv.org/abs/2506.11212

User Perceptions and Attitudes Toward Untraceability in Messaging Platforms
Mainstream messaging platforms offer a variety of features designed to enhance user privacy, such as disappearing messages, password-protected chats, and end-to-end encryption (E2EE), which primarily protect message contents. Beyond contents, the transmission of messages generates metadata that can reveal who communicates with whom, when and how often. In this paper, we study user perceptions of "untraceability", i.e., preventing third parties from tracing who communicates with whom, with the g…

Calamus 27 O love!
Odd little poem. On the surface it's a celebration of reinvention, of metaphorically dying and leaving your corpse behind, "always living". I don't find it particularly compelling but it's a mood.
I can't honestly find a particularly gay reading here. Broadly speaking maybe, "coming out" is a kind of reinvention gay people do, leaving our old closeted persona dead and gone. I wouldn't argue Whitman is talking about that though.
One odd thing is the 1860 poem starts "O love!", but there's no love mentioned in the rest of the text. Whitman removed this line in later versions. So who or what is the love referring to?

When I was young, in the late 80s / early 90s, pornography was so hard to come by that any image of a naked man seemed exciting. Even Muybridge motion studies.