> If change is the only constant in nature, it is written in the language of geometry. // Much of my work celebrates the patterns underlying space and growth. Through kinetic sculptures and transformable objects, I strive to give viewers access to the surprising structures hidden within apparently amorphous space
Those with organs for judgement are found as liabilities when said judgement structure is faulty and they can be responsible for damage.
Those which are structurally whimsical - well, if you had to deal them as liabilities, then you would have to do it preemptively (it may not be that it's Chimpy that is so brutal - they just can be brutal).
Yes, it's the typical behaviour of "those who saw the Master" (which they may have forgotten "came to see the sick") - a pretty well known tendency in humanoids.
> I was born loving animals - all kinds of animals - and she was just so supportive. To give you one example: when I was four-and-a-half years old, she took me for a holiday onto a farm in the country - a proper farm, not these terrible factory farms that we have today. So I met, for the first time, cows and pigs out in the fields, and I was given a job to collect the hens’ eggs. The hens pecked around in the farmyard, but at night they slept in these little wooden hen-houses to keep them safe from foxes. My job was to go and collect the eggs. I’d go around these little hen-houses, and if there was an egg I would put it in my basket.
> But I kept asking people, “But where does the egg come out of the hen, because I can’t see a hole that big?” And nobody told me. So one day - I remember this really well - I saw a hen (she was brown) going into one of these hen-houses, and I must have thought, “Ah, she’s going to lay an egg”. So I crawled after her. Big mistake! Squawks of fear - she flew out. But now I’m on the path of discovery: I’m going to jolly well find out how this egg comes out. So I waited in an empty hen-house, and I waited for four hours. For a child of four - some of you are parents - that’s a lot of patience. My mother was about to call the police; nobody knew where I was. And then she sees this excited little girl rushing towards the house, because I had seen how a hen lays an egg and where the egg comes out. I don’t know who was more excited - me or the hen. Anyway, so she sat down to hear this wonderful story of how a hen lays an egg.
> I tell that story because isn’t that the making of a little scientist? Curiosity, asking questions, not getting the right answer, deciding to find out for yourself, making a mistake, not giving up, and learning patience - it was all there.
But questions will be raised now, and they will be raised again later, since the absurdity of the sentencing will resound in jurisprudence for years to come.
This will probably and hopefully not be forgotten: the question will remain for later.
includes the ability from a user to take screenshots programmatically in case of need. You do not want third parties to be able to; you want the User (yourself) to be able to.
> If change is the only constant in nature, it is written in the language of geometry. // Much of my work celebrates the patterns underlying space and growth. Through kinetic sculptures and transformable objects, I strive to give viewers access to the surprising structures hidden within apparently amorphous space