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virtually: 2017 Google CLOUDFLARE dressesandyarn: magicalhomesandstuff: What’s encrypting your internet surfing? An algorithm created by a supercomputer? Well, if the site you’re visiting is encrypted by the cyber security firm Cloudflare, your activity may be protected by a wall of lava lamps. Cloudflare covers websites for Uber, OKCupid, & FitBit, for instance. The wall of  lamps in the San Francisco headquarters generates a random code. Over 100  lamps, in a variety of colors, and their patterns deter hackers from accessing data.   As the lava lamps bubble and swirl, a video camera on the ceiling monitors their unpredictable changes and connects the footage to a computer, which converts the randomness into a virtually unhackable code. Codes created by machines have relatively predictable patterns, so it’s possible for hackers to guess their algorithms, posing a security risk. Lava lamps, add to the equation the sheer randomness of the physical world, making it nearly impossible for hackers to break through. You might think that this would be kept secret, but it’s not. Simply go in and ask to see the lava lamp display. By allowing people to affect the video footage, human movement, static, and changes in lighting from the windows work together to make the random code even harder to predict. So, by standing in front of the display, you add an additional variable to the code, making it even harder to hack. Isn’t that interesting?  via atlasobscura.com What the fuck.
virtually: 2017 Google
 CLOUDFLARE
dressesandyarn:

magicalhomesandstuff:




What’s encrypting your internet surfing? An algorithm created by a supercomputer? Well, if the site you’re visiting is encrypted by the cyber security firm Cloudflare, your activity may be protected by a wall of lava lamps. 




Cloudflare covers


websites for Uber, OKCupid, & FitBit, for instance. The wall of  lamps in the San Francisco headquarters generates a random code. Over 100  lamps, in a variety of colors, and their patterns deter hackers from accessing data. 

 



As the lava lamps bubble and swirl, a video camera on the ceiling monitors their unpredictable changes and connects the footage to a computer, which converts the randomness into a virtually unhackable code. 


Codes created by machines have relatively predictable patterns, so it’s possible for hackers to guess their algorithms, posing a security risk. Lava lamps, add to the equation the sheer randomness of the physical world, making it nearly impossible for hackers to break through.
You might think that this would be kept secret, but it’s not. Simply go in and ask to see the lava lamp display. By allowing people to affect the video footage, human movement, static, and changes in lighting from the windows work together to make the random code even harder to predict.





So, by standing in front of the display, you add an additional variable to the code, making it even harder to hack. Isn’t that interesting? 
via atlasobscura.com


What the fuck.

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virtually: 110ROGER ZELAZNY
 44
 your purpose and you had to die. They left us small
 rights, we should have killed you--and you know it
 ng you with your life forfeit for attem
 it my lip. There were many things I might say. But
 THE HAND OF OBERON
 something approximating the truth, he did have a point. And I k
 Shadow physically in a somewhat similar fashion. He lays his min
 place he would visit, forms a kind of mental doorway, and simp
 steps through. For that matter, I believe he can sometimes tell what peopl
 thinking It is almost as if he has himself become some sort of livin
 these things because I have seen him do them. Near the enc
 ahen we had him under surveillance in the palace he had eluded us onc
 is was the time he traveled to the shadow Earth and ha
 times We did not yet know that he could summon things through Shadov
 he became aware that you had escaped your confinemen
 e summoned a horrid beast which attacked Caine, who was then his bood
 "Eric," he said, "figured that your eyesight might eventhually be
 knowing the way we regenerate-given time. It was a vety deet
 he can travel through Shadow with his mind, tha
 he seeks in Shadow, and then bring it
 not understand the power that he possesses," he said, "but it i
 chair locate what
 anyone's satisfaction-exce
 a move to sure his own continued reign beyond the t
 And I wil tell you frankly that he simply wanted to imprion vor
 an act of will without moving from the chair, and he ca
 pt for killing you. That would have been tor
 are
 "The whose idea was the blinding?"
 He as silent again for a long while. Then he spoke very sodil on
 oubls f
 Bedlam. After his recapture, one of us remained wit
 me out, please. It was mine, and it may have saved
 inst you had to be tantamount to death, ot their bet
 some future time. They could have used your Trump b
 thi
 t in the ibary when we brought him back. I
 which I do not understand
 re we could, and I did not see him again
 you, or they could have used it to free you in order to
 another move against Eric. Blinded, however, there was
 and you were of no use for an
 you by taking you out of the picture for a time, and it saved us from a noNot tota
 egregious act which might one day be held against us. As we saw t, he e once, wealy t totaly, then.," he said
 no choice. It was the only thing we could do. There could be no
 Fiona has similar strengths, and I believe Bleys did also. Between th
 of them, they could apparently annul most of Brand's power while the
 a case, I wonder how they managed to confine him at all?"
 ng
 e th
 r a time,
 have in mind
 Not totlly," I said. "He got a message to Random. In fact, he reache
 leniency either, or we might be suspected of having some use for gnke though the deteones
 The moment you assumed any such semblance of value you would hre heWht do you know of all their byplay with me-con
 a dead man. The most we could do was look the other way wheneve lil me, saving me."
 Rein contrived to comfort you. That was all that could be done.
 know of all their byplay with me-confining me, trying
 That I do not understand," he said, "except that it was part of the pow
 trugle within their own group. They had had a falling out amongst ther
 whe, and one side or the other had some use for you. So, naturally, o
 had
 ecover your sight that quickly, nor that you would be able to
 ou did. How did you manage it?"
 tleeas tying to kill you while the oth
 d couse, Bleys got the most mileage out of you, in that attack he launched
 "Does Macy's tell Gimbel's?" I said.
 shadow Earth,
 Well hati wWhat Brand told me, but it jibes with all sorts of secon
 "I said-never mind. What do you know of Brand's imprisommet
 He regarded me once more.
 "All I know is that there was some sort of falling out withoide
 afraid to let him run loose. When we freed him from their compm
 And you said you feared him enough to
 to l
 y now, after all this time, when all of this is history and the plen at tht a he
 ted again? He was weak, virtually helpless. Wathamk
 Tla you countenance Fiona in Amber," 1 said. "In fact, you are mo
 sosy mles id of us all. Pity Dad was always
 k the particulars. For some reason, Bleys and Fiona were afad
 d
 was apparently more afraid of having
 prisonment-Fiona
 Courne, he said, smling, "I have always been very fond of Fior
 ed.
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virtually: MAKE AMERICA AN ENDLESS EXPANSE OF OLD-GROWTH FOREST WITH NO CERTAIN BORDERS AGAIN virulentblog: plaid-flannel: Seen in the window at Gulf of Maine Books in Brunswick, Maine. Photo: Bill Roorbach Except America wasn’t an endless expanse of forest with no certain borders. At least not while human beings inhabited it. The idea that native peoples did not cultivate or shape our land and that we had no borders is white propaganda meant to dehumanize and de-legitimize native peoples. This illustration here show Apalachee people using slash and burn methods for agriculture. Fires were set regularly to intention burn down forests and plains. Why would we do this? Well because an unregulated forest isn’t that great for people, actually. We set fires to destroy new forest growth and undergrowth, and to remove trees, allowing for easier game hunting, nutrient enriched soil, and better growth rates for crops and herbs we used in food and medicine. Pre-Colonial New England, where my tribe the Abenaki are from, looked more like an extensive meadow or savannah with trees growing in pockets and groves. Enough woodland to support birds, deer, and moose, but not too much to make hunting difficult. We carefully shaped the land around us to suit our needs as a thriving and successful people. Slash and burn agriculture was practiced virtually everywhere in the new world, from the pacific coast to chesapeake bay, from panama to quebec. It was a highly successful way of revitalizing the land and promoting crop growth, as well as preventing massive forest fires that thrive in unregulated forests. Berries were the major source of fruit for my tribe, and we needed to burn the undergrowth so they could grow. That changed when white people invaded, and brought with them disease. In my tribe, up to 9 in 10 people died. 90% of our people perished not from violence starvation, but from disease. Entire villages would be decimated, struck down by small pox. Suddenly, we couldn’t care for the land anymore. There weren’t enough of us to maintain a vast, carefully structured ecological system like we had for thousands of years. We didn’t have the numbers, or strength. So the trees grew back and unregulated. We couldn’t set fires anymore, and we couldn’t cultivate the land. And white people would make certain we never could again. Timber, after all, was the most important export from New England.  Endless trees and untamed wilderness is a nice fantasy. But it’s a very white fantasy, one that erases the history of my people and of my land. One that paints native peoples are merely parasites leeching off the land, not masters of the earth who new the right balance of hunting and agriculture. It robs us of our agency as people, and takes our accomplishments from us. Moreover, it implies that only white people ever discovered the power to shape the world around them, and that mere brown people can’t possibly have had anything to do with changing our environment. Don’t bring back untamed wilderness. Bring back my fire setters, my tree sappers, my farmers and my fishers. Bring back my people who were here first.  Sources: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Native_American_use_of_fire#Role_of_fire_by_natives https://www.fs.usda.gov/Internet/FSE_DOCUMENTS/fsbdev3_000385.pdf http://www.sidalc.net/repdoc/A11604i/A11604i.pdf For those curious I recommend reading Changes in the Land: Indians, Colonists and the Ecology of New England.https://books.google.com/books/about/Changes_in_the_Land.html?id=AHclmuykdBQCprintsec=frontcoversource=kp_read_button#v=onepageqf=false
virtually: MAKE AMERICA
 AN ENDLESS
 EXPANSE OF
 OLD-GROWTH
 FOREST WITH
 NO CERTAIN
 BORDERS
 AGAIN
virulentblog:

plaid-flannel:
Seen in the window at Gulf of Maine Books in Brunswick, Maine.
Photo: Bill Roorbach
Except America wasn’t an endless expanse of forest with no certain borders. At least not while human beings inhabited it. The idea that native peoples did not cultivate or shape our land and that we had no borders is white propaganda meant to dehumanize and de-legitimize native peoples.
This illustration here show Apalachee people using slash and burn methods for agriculture. Fires were set regularly to intention burn down forests and plains. Why would we do this? Well because an unregulated forest isn’t that great for people, actually. We set fires to destroy new forest growth and undergrowth, and to remove trees, allowing for easier game hunting, nutrient enriched soil, and better growth rates for crops and herbs we used in food and medicine.
Pre-Colonial New England, where my tribe the Abenaki are from, looked more like an extensive meadow or savannah with trees growing in pockets and groves. Enough woodland to support birds, deer, and moose, but not too much to make hunting difficult. We carefully shaped the land around us to suit our needs as a thriving and successful people. Slash and burn agriculture was practiced virtually everywhere in the new world, from the pacific coast to chesapeake bay, from panama to quebec. It was a highly successful way of revitalizing the land and promoting crop growth, as well as preventing massive forest fires that thrive in unregulated forests. Berries were the major source of fruit for my tribe, and we needed to burn the undergrowth so they could grow.
That changed when white people invaded, and brought with them disease. In my tribe, up to 9 in 10 people died. 90% of our people perished not from violence starvation, but from disease. Entire villages would be decimated, struck down by small pox. Suddenly, we couldn’t care for the land anymore. There weren’t enough of us to maintain a vast, carefully structured ecological system like we had for thousands of years. We didn’t have the numbers, or strength. So the trees grew back and unregulated. We couldn’t set fires anymore, and we couldn’t cultivate the land. And white people would make certain we never could again. Timber, after all, was the most important export from New England. 
Endless trees and untamed wilderness is a nice fantasy. But it’s a very white fantasy, one that erases the history of my people and of my land. One that paints native peoples are merely parasites leeching off the land, not masters of the earth who new the right balance of hunting and agriculture. It robs us of our agency as people, and takes our accomplishments from us. Moreover, it implies that only white people ever discovered the power to shape the world around them, and that mere brown people can’t possibly have had anything to do with changing our environment.
Don’t bring back untamed wilderness. Bring back my fire setters, my tree sappers, my farmers and my fishers. Bring back my people who were here first. 
Sources: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Native_American_use_of_fire#Role_of_fire_by_natives
https://www.fs.usda.gov/Internet/FSE_DOCUMENTS/fsbdev3_000385.pdf
http://www.sidalc.net/repdoc/A11604i/A11604i.pdf
For those curious I recommend reading Changes in the Land: Indians, Colonists and the Ecology of New England.https://books.google.com/books/about/Changes_in_the_Land.html?id=AHclmuykdBQCprintsec=frontcoversource=kp_read_button#v=onepageqf=false

virulentblog: plaid-flannel: Seen in the window at Gulf of Maine Books in Brunswick, Maine. Photo: Bill Roorbach Except America wasn’t a...