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ANimdmingyour.mom

I have nothing but respect for people whose work involves handling death. I couldn't do it. I'd be a mess every day after work. I don't fear death necessarily but I fear the separation from loved ones. The abruptness of it. The immutability of it.

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JJinaudible.bsky.social

People talk about our parallels with the rise of fascism in the 1930s a lot, but not enough about how similar our delusions of a well-ordered society are to fin de siécle Europe. It's eerie to go back to Stefan Zweig's reflections on pre-WW1 Vienna.

The opening of The World of Yesterday, by Stefan Zweig, trans. Anthea Bell

IF I TRY TO FIND some useful phrase to sum up the time of my childhood and youth before the First World War, I hope I can put it most succinctly by calling it the Golden Age of Security.
Everything in our Austrian Monarchy, then almost a thousand years old, seemed built to last, and the state itself was the ultimate guarantor of durability. The rights it gave its citizens were affirmed by our parliament, a freely elected assembly representing the people, and every duty was precisely defined. Our currency, the Austrian crown, circulated in the form of shiny gold coins, thus vouching for its own immutability. Everyone knew how much he owned and what his income was, what was allowed and what was not. Everything had its norm, its correct measurement and weight. If you had wealth, you could work out precisely how much interest it would earn you every year, while civil servants and officers were reliably able to consult the calendar and see the year when they would be promoted and the year when they would retire. Every family had its own budget and knew how much could be spent on food and lodging, summer holidays and social functions, and of course you had to put a small sum aside for unforeseen contingencies such as illness and
the doctor. If you owned a house you regarded it as a secure home for your children and grandchildren; property in town or country was passed on from generation to generation. While a baby was still in the cradle, you contributed the first small sums to its way through life, depositing them in a money box or savings account, a little reserve for the future. Everything in this wide domain was firmly established, immovably in its place, with the old Emperor at the top of the pyramid, and if he were to die the Austrians all knew (or thought they knew) that another emperor would take his place, and nothing in the well-calculated order of things would change. Anything radical or violent seemed impossible in such an age of reason.
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HKheathenking.bsky.social

My father-in-law passed away on Wednesday, so as you can imagine, it’s been a rough week. Many reflections on mortality, on how our parents shape us, and the immutability of death. Be sure to share your feelings with your loved ones and hold them close. There’s never enough time.

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ASacuitydesign.bsky.social

The necessity of personal resilience because of the immutability of systemic bullying. It’s odd how individuals are criticised for ‘failing’.

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DGfemtheuniverse.bsky.social

when they correct themselves it's not for us, it's for everyone else. they automatically de-person us when they know we're trans. we are no longer fully human the immutability of sex is the bedrock of their own personhood. they won't entertain contradictions which being trans is. transitioning is

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TUusca.bsky.social

This is about immutability and pure programming, isn’t it? 🙃

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ZBbammax.bsky.social

John Calvin predestination — inevitability —immutability Thomas Hobbes choice and consequence — natural inclination — social obligation

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werechicken.bsky.social

Elon only believes in the immutability of sex but somehow also thinks we can perform miracles with the right tech. Why is he LIKE THIS

David Hols posted on Twitter: Were in the caterpillars cocoon-
It’s gooey and weird and we haven’t yet hatched.

To which Elon musk barges in and says with the right dna mods we could turn into butterflies
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SQstevequick.bsky.social

One thing I think about whenever someone suggests the immutability of a text (Bible, Quran, US Constitution) is that the word "auburn" in describing hair means reddish-brown now and meant what we'd call platinum blonde a few centuries ago. If a color can change, what is permanent?

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