That whole Air album is amazing.
Miserere (full title: Miserere mei, Deus, Latin for "Have mercy on me, O God") is a setting of Psalm 51 (Psalm 50 in Septuagint numbering) by Italian composer Gregorio Allegri. It was composed during the reign of Pope Urban VIII, probably during the 1630s, for the exclusive use of the Sistine Chapel during the Tenebrae services of Holy Week, and its mystique was increased by unwritten performance traditions and ornamentation. It is written for three choirs, two of five and four voices respectively, with a third choir singing plainsong responses, each singing alternately and joining to sing the ending in one of the most recognised and enduring examples of polyphony, in this case in a 9-part rendition.
Play music, read a book, draw something, play a game, or watch a movie.
She's beautiful! I love seeing her on my feed, and I'm glad she has a person who loves her as much as you obviously do.
It's also important to note that the bill of rights doesn't say it applies to citizens; it refers to people.
For example:
Amendment V
No person shall be held to answer for a capital, or otherwise infamous crime, unless on a presentment or indictment of a Grand Jury, except in cases arising in the land or naval forces, or in the Militia, when in actual service in time of War or public danger; nor shall any person be subject for the same offence to be twice put in jeopardy of life or limb; nor shall be compelled in any criminal case to be a witness against himself, nor be deprived of life, liberty, or property, without due process of law; nor shall private property be taken for public use, without just compensation.
When I used to fix cars for a dealership we would sometimes have the service advisor ask us to do work for free. "Come on, it'll just take you ten minutes!"
I'd tell them that they can do it themselves if it only takes ten minutes. "But I don't know how to do that!"
You're not just paying for the part, you're paying for the knowledge, time, and tools of the technician.
I'm about 3/4 through The Dawn of Everything right now, and it's the most compelling prehistory I've read.
Yeah, he had so much to give to the world. Like you said, tragic.
The more I read by Graeber, the more I like him. Shame he died.
All the gifts your parents gave you, all the love and patience of your friends, you drowned in a neurotoxin. You let misery win. And it will keep on winning till you die — or overcome it.
I feel so much safer now.