Have your “merchant race” mark nouns for how much they would value that noun on the market.
“My best friend(not for sale)’s house(300,000 credits) has great views(50,000 credits) of the ocean (1,000,000 credits), but I don’t like their neighbors(20 credits).
Wouldn’t insulting be attaching a negative value, as in “I would pay someone to get rid of this for me”, like you could say about garbage or water from flooding or something? (Wikipedia says those things are called “bads”.)
(For a moment I thought “wait, but there wouldn’t be any neighbours in that case”, but I suppose you could have neighbours through renting out bits of your moon to people.)
Have your “merchant race” mark nouns for how much they would value that noun on the market.
“My best friend(not for sale)’s house(300,000 credits) has great views(50,000 credits) of the ocean (1,000,000 credits), but I don’t like their neighbors(20 credits).
I bet this is how Ferengi works.
BEST FRIEND (NOT FOR SALE) OMG
In Ferengi, (not for sale) is either wildly complimentary or unbelievably insulting.
Wouldn’t insulting be attaching a negative value, as in “I would pay someone to get rid of this for me”, like you could say about garbage or water from flooding or something? (Wikipedia says those things are called “bads”.)
[Note: I’m not endorsing (or, by this disclaimer, criticizing) the viewpoint presented here. I’m just claiming that this is a viewpoint that someone could conceivably hold.]
We are at a unique period of human history where our greatest trials come not from nature, but from ourselves. We have freed ourselves from the simple lack of necessary resources. Through the rigors of science we have freed ourselves from the iron grip of ignorance. Through vaccines and antibiotics we have defeated disease. And so on – fewer and fewer trials to humanity remain, that derive from our world and our place in the universe.
But nevertheless trials remain. Trials which threaten to tear our race and our planet apart. I speak, of course, of pointless destruction of people and property for the sake of the pointless hate of racism, and the dangerous and short-thinking violence we are commiting to our environment, our ecosystems, and our earth. These two, colossal trials parallel in their source in humanity, and yet parallel too in their solution.
For the problems of environmentalism, and the problems of racism, there is no single solution to be found. There is no scientific method by which a few people, giants standing on giants, can defeat racism. There is no vaccine to cure the environment. Any solution which can be found – which must be found, which WILL be found – must come from and be carried out by every person, every component of humanity, as one. As one human race we must dig inside our souls, and find slumbering there the compassion for our fellow humans, for our human race as a whole, for our planet, and for our future, and the creativity to make all of those things better.
But despite that – despite the odds, despite the trials and the naysayers and those, even, who actively oppose these goals – I still believe in humanity. I believe that every person has the capacity to wake up, to dredge up from the foundation of their souls the fundamental and yet revolutionary idea that their fellow human beings are HUMAN BEINGS, regardless of color. I believe that every person has, sleeping inside of them, thousands and millions of those revolutionary ideas, each one able to prop up nature just one more little bit. I believe that such slumbering ideas of such human compassion are the singular components that define the human experience. I believe this because I can see no other option – no other possibility that could save our collective future but this compassion, these individual ideas of humanity that will collectively destroy the twin evils of racism and environmental negligence. And so I can do nothing but believe, and pray – in the deepest parts of my soul – that in every man, woman and child in this country and in the world, colorless green ideas sleep, furiously.
#Avengers #anything that makes me laugh this much deserves a reblog #(I spent a short while with the handwrite-accent-marks and Cyrillic-keyboard modes of Google Translate) #((so glad they added those)) #(and to help you with your own curiosity here is what I found:) #(Steve: ‘You could just let me talk for one second?!’) #(Tony: ‘Fuck you bitch this is not my fault!’) #((this made me laugh again when I started typing it in and realised that the entire first half consists of swearing)) #(Natasha: ‘Can someone give me [couldn’t find the right letters for this word]? Everyone needs to calm down’) #(I think Thor is beyond Google for the moment?) #(Vision is covering up too much of his own speech) #(but the post that inspired this art has him yelling the binary encoding of ‘HELP ME!’) #(I notice that if you click on the OP it shows a different version of this where they’re saying different things) #(but I spent way too long trying to figure out Natasha’s fifth word so I leave that as an exercise for the reader) #language
BUT WE ALSO KNOW THAT A SIGNIFICANT PART OF TUMBLR USERS ARE NOT NATIVE SPEAKERS
Here’s the deal: my first language is Italian. I know plenty of people on this website whose first language is Italian. Nevertheless, when we’re interacting with each other on Tumblr, we speak English.
I am not objecting to this system, it’s actually good practice for some people, to be able to speak a second language extensively.
BUT I HAVE A PROPOSITION FOR YOU.
Why not have a “Speak Your Own Language Day” where all of us exclusively speak in our native language?
(No but apart from the small rebellion from the US-centric and generally Anglophone-centric environment we got here, think about trying to speak to people from other countries via excessive use of Google Translate it’ll be a blast)
Ok, since this post has finally reached 100 notes I think it’s a good time to give a date, and since no one else has advanced suggestions I’m gonna do it
I’m proposing Wednesday 7th May, so the post has a chance to do a couple more laps and more people get a chance to participate (French Friday sounded hilarious, but I don’t wanna wait until next friday and this friday seems a bit too soon).
How it’ll work:
If you’re native language is something other than English, speak that!
If you have multiple languages you can pick from the choice is yous friend, speak all, speak one, whatever’s best for you
You’ll blog in your language all day: text posts, replies, tags (except triggers and organizational tags), the whole nine yards. Regardless of what language people choose to speak to you, you answer in your own.
Midnight to midnight according to your own time zone
English native speakers, if you wanna participate maybe you could practice a second language you’re learning
If anyone makes fun of anyone else for their language (and I’m including English native speakers that might choose to speak a second language on the day) I’m gonna come for you (◕‿◕✿)
why does america write the date wrong and why don’t they feel bad about it.
I suspect animate-mush knows the real reason, she knows everything, really. But personally, I think it’s because of the way we say the date. We say “April twentieth, two-thousand fifteen“ not “twentieth April…”. Which isn’t to say that we never say it that way. But it’s rare. So, we write it 4/20/15. Because that’s how we say it.
I actually don’t know why, but if I had to speculate I’d say it either just happened to be codified differently in two different places and times with no particular communication between them OR it was a deliberate choice by Noah Webster et al. to distinguish us from Britain enacted at the same time as all the other spelling reforms.
The botanist I worked for actually didn’t let us write number/number/number for dates because you could never be sure which convention the collector was using. I will use the American convention when I do number/number/number, but if I write out the month I will typically put the date first, because having letters separate the two groups of numbers is more aesthetically pleasing to me, and also then I don’t have to write the little superscripts. But then, I also cross my sevens and my <z> s, and I used to cross my zeroes as well, so I do have a number of European conventions in my handwriting anyway, picked up from my mother, who picked them up from her mother, who was Italian and came by them naturally. But it was really sloppy physics writing that made me cross my zs so as to distinguish them from 2s.
So the short answer after all of that anecdotal rambling is I really have no idea, but I would expect that any appeal to either order being more “natural” or “logical” is just plain wrong.
When I sign things or name folders of photos or otherwise can choose, I say 2015 Apr 20 (spacing/abbreviations vary). Otherwise MLA.
I like “Written on this the twentieth day of April in the Year of Our Lord MMXV.“ Preferably attached to something as inconsequential as possible, like a cat photo.
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