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@kexpmusicbot@mastodonapp.uk
2025-06-02 08:44:01

🇺🇦 #NowPlaying on KEXP's #JazzTheatre
Oliver Nelson:
🎵 Teenies Blues
#OliverNelson
loribellquartet.bandcamp.com/t
open.spotify.com/track/10Duc9t

@nelson@tech.lgbt
2025-06-02 14:58:14

This year a lot of corporations are withdrawing Pride sponsorships. Others are still with us but less enthusiastically so.

@arXiv_hepth_bot@mastoxiv.page
2025-06-03 07:56:59

Soft theorems of tree-level ${\rm Tr}(\phi^3)$, YM and NLSM amplitudes from $2$-splits
Kang Zhou
arxiv.org/abs/2506.00747

@nelson@tech.lgbt
2025-06-01 16:12:06

Also it has a second modal dialog demanding you confirm deletion, even though it's easily reversible if you made a mistake. ("Delete" here just means "Move to Trash folder".)

@nelson@tech.lgbt
2025-06-01 16:19:02

Related: modal dialogs confirming destructive operations are a sign your UI is not good. Operations should be reversible so that the user can simply undo mistakes, not be interrupted in a failing effort to prevent them.

@nelson@tech.lgbt
2025-06-01 16:11:27

Google Photos has a shortcut key for "delete the photo I am looking at". It's not backspace, or delete, or even D. It's #. Yes, Shift-3. Good job, UX experts!

@nelson@tech.lgbt
2025-06-01 16:23:56

This spam email has a fake "click to unsubscribe". It looks like a link but its destination is set to a no-op in the email source code. I want to support "The Blue Resistance" but they are making it very difficult.

@nelson@tech.lgbt
2025-06-01 19:57:54

Happy Pride Moth!
woof.group/@bootblackcub/11460

@nelson@tech.lgbt
2025-06-01 15:17:30

I coined a new phrase!
Basilisk puppet (n). A person who relentlessly shills for artificial intelligence. Makes strong claims that general AI is happening any day now or that existing AIs can make everyone more efficient and happier. See also Roko's Basilisk.

@nelson@tech.lgbt
2025-06-02 15:35:13

Calamus 21 Music always round me
A celebration of life, the metaphor of music all around us if only you can hear it. The last line is what gives me pause, it suggests an interesting nuance of meaning.
I do not think the performers know themselves—But now I think I begin to know them.
I'm a little pressed to find a gay reading of this poem, it doesn't have the usual paeans to manly love. There is a pleasant exuberance and sensuality to it, "shuddering luciously" and all. But it's the beginning lines that really catch me:
Music always round me ... yet long untaught I did not hear,
But now the chorus I hear, and am elated,
It's like there's a secret world of pleasure that Whitman only recently has learned to enjoy himself. A feeling similar to the epiphany of coming out to oneself.