We can’t even do an express railway neither…

(in truth it took me a few baffled minutes to get the joke, though enjoyed the background painting whilst furrowing my brow)

Am tired, but bit confused at sequence of events.

Did Russia ban Mozilla from offering specific extensions, whereupon Mozilla removed for Russian users the banned extensions?

Or…

Did Russia ban Mozilla from offering some undefined type of extension, whereupon Mozilla removed for Russian users any which seemed to fall under the ban under an abundance of caution until they could assess each & reinstate those which did not fit the ban?

Or, more worryingly, but maybe implied by the supposed temporary intent of the ban…

Did Russia ban Mozilla from offering specific extensions, whereupon Mozilla temporarily removed for Russian users the extensions in order to give Russia the ability to track or otherwise meddle with Russian users of those extensions… or to enable Russia to interfere with the extensions’ code for their own ends?

I feel I can make a reasonable guess, but there’s a fairly big safety issue here depending on what happened.

Anyone dissenting within an authoritarian regime knows to exercise extreme caution, but always good to put out reminders to have multiple layers of protection, so if one fails you are still ok.

The lad hoofling spaghetti into himself and grabbing another handful as the stall holder is busy trying to stop the tall guy.

If they’re incidental to some other thing you are filming, probably ok but consider blurring their faces prior to publication.

If filming as evidence, consider not uploading or sharing unless you have exhausted other avenues of getting that evidence to the relevant people.

True, though curiously if you appear with a big camera people respond far better than to a phone camera, despite the familiarity of the latter.

You could try NextDNS. It won’t let you designate access per app, but you can create custom blocklists. Short-term logging makes it easy to see at a glance which domains are being requested, and it doesn’t take long to get it all set up so that your apps only contact stuff which is strictly necessary in your view. Also comes with many blocklists to choose from, as well as other useful settings.

Because when your incredibly distressed child needs an explanation for the horrors they just saw on their screen, you suddenly feel more willing to accept a much higher level of dire conditions to shield your child from experiencing war.

Yeah, if the rest of the house weren’t so stagey I’d take the child’s room & rosettes at face value. It just feels like an attempt to sell an idea.

Spotted a second rocking horse, beyond the grey modular sofa which overlooks the steps down to the swimming pool.

Christmas stockings hung over the fireplace in the original hall. Pony club rosettes pinned above the window in the “child’s” bedroom.

More soulless than the unused boardroom of an SME based in a small industrial estate built in the late 1990s.

Spotlight hell, pseudo-idyllic Edwardian childhood signifiers, 20 shades of griege, an auditorium worth of chairs & sofas arrayed about the pool, bizarre proportions, including in the original house due to unnecessary removal of walls.

View of the distant trees from the glass extension in photos 12 & 13 marred by service station style landscaping in the near to mid-ground.

Aye, but let’s not reduce plant-based lives to a few leaves of bare iceberg lettuce with occasional cherry tomato.

Rejecting animal exploitation is glorious in itself, and (handful of very rare medical conditions excepting), requires no diminution in sustenance, deliciousness, sensuality & social aspects.

None of these images are lifted from ads or articles promoting steps toward an ever more ethical lifestyle, and if they were they’d be so unsustainable as to be counterproductive. They’re just pushing more capitalism via dodgy beauty standards of the ruling class (with hefty side helping of “you tried that juice fast that one time to get into that dress, you couldn’t possibly go vegan, here’s some nice dead bullock instead, and lashings of drugs & cosmetics tested on animals to mitigate the toll which eaten animal fats take on your body”)

Vegans are as prone to the ease of junky food as everyone else, but let’s not pretend that we’re on undressed fucking lettuce & about it. Though I suppose I too would be cackling mirthlessly about it if I were, whether in a hide-the-pain-Harold way, or more likely, paradoxical euphoria from lack of nutrients & dopamine in the brain.

Eh, wash & glaze are kinda the same from our perspective as viewers - just differentiates type of solvent used, as determined by binding media.

Heavy draperies added to censor the painting seem to follow the same shape on the lower body, and the article mentions Artemesia’s delicate glazes under the overpainting.

So though the article doesn’t state that she painted this translucent veil, or if it is included in the digital reconstruction to indicate a query researchers were unable to resolve categorically, she included similarly diaphanous fabric in this nude https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/b/b0/Artemisia_Gentileschi_-_Sleeping_Venus.JPG

Yes, but now consider the state of the ladies in the OP who have tomatoes.

Insanity lies beyond the crisis

(actually love tomatoes, but may be faintly deranged also)

Because though uPVC windows lack the myriad advantages of wood or stone frames, sometimes it is better for the ongoing fabric of a building to just get it weatherproof until someone comes along who can afford to put in more suitable replacements.

Then white uPVC frames are much cheaper than coloured versions.

Can’t speak for the baby blue.

Interesting to see a painting of rural life which veers sharply from the sentimental. Love the dreamy washy way the land has been done as an offset for the harsh experience of the woman & the ox.

Because psyop.

Which isn’t to say that there aren’t genuine participants; only that it is notable that XR, JustStopOil, InsulateBritain, et al all materialised at the same time, seemingly from nothing, with expensive publicity campaigns, and performing actions guaranteed to be alienating at best.

As someone who ADORES bare chipboard, and glazed brick tiles, and whose favourite colour is green… I ought to love this, but jfc it is nightmarishly bad.

Who knew you’d find this level of hyper-chintz bordello in Acton?

Am impressed & not for the first time want to become a documentary maker just as an in to get to hang out with people I never knowingly encounter & to tell their story.