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Considerations on Everett J. Nelson's connexive logic
Davide Fazio, Raffaele Mascella
https://arxiv.org/abs/2506.10893 https://ar…

Considerations on Everett J. Nelson's connexive logic
This work explores Everett John Nelson's connexive logic, outlined in his PhD thesis and partially summarized in his 1930 paper \emph{Intensional Relations}, which is obtained by extending the system $\mathsf{NL}$ (reconstructed by E. Mares and F. Paoli) with a weak conjunction elimination rule explicitly assumed in the former but not in the latter. After a preliminary analysis of Nelson's philosophical ideas, we provide an algebraic-relational semantics for his logic and we investigate possibl…

If your name ends with son/sen/cent, you sound like a God to #Cantonese people.

In announcing her resignation from the National Science Board, Alondra Nelson @alondra.bsky.social details #DOGE interference in National Science Foundation #NSF grant making. «

OLG: Heimliche Kamera im Zimmer eines Mitbewohners ist nicht per se strafbar
Das Anbringen einer Überwachungskamera im Raum eines Mitbewohners verletzt dessen höchstpersönlichen Lebensbereich nicht automatisch, so ein Oberlandesgericht.

Another nice day at the Yuba River. Water's still a bit fast for swimming but we're getting there: 300 CFS is nice and calm.

They are boarding up DTLA for tomorrow.

Calamus 31 What ship, puzzled at sea
Just when I'm beginning to think I have some facility reading Whitman I meet a head-scratcher like this. Taken literally this is a poem about Whitman offering to guide a boat at sea, or to offer military troops to a besieged city.
But presumably it's a metaphor. Whitman offering to guide and help those in need. It's a little strange?
Hard-pressed for a gay reading here but I'll focus on this:
Here, sailor! Here, ship! take aboard the most perfect pilot.
Here Whitman is offering himself to a sailor, naming himself the most perfect pilot. I could imagine that being a metaphor of sexual mentorship. But honestly that's a stretch.

The United android app is hilariously bad. I think it is stuck in 2015.

Calamus 32 What think you...
A funny gotcha of a poem: Whitman starts by suggesting he is going to write about battleships, or cities, or "splendors". But then he switches gears:
two simple men I saw to-day ... parting the parting of dear friends
And then goes into fully romantic
The one to remain hung on the other's neck, and passionately kissed him,
While the one to depart, tightly prest the one to remain in his arms.
Hot, right? A passionate kiss, a tight embrace, never wanting to let go.
Again I am astonished that a poem this gay would be published in 1860. Or that generations of bloodless scholars would sputter and say "they were just pals".

Why do we have to beg button to cross anywhere in Mission Rock/Bay? It's supposed to be transit and pedestrian rich.