Break out the hairspray and rollers: big hair is back

Don’t worry – the stiff helmets of 1980s TV soaps are a thing of the past. Here’s how to bulk out your bouffant the 2024 way

Not a thing I thought I would see again, “helmet” or not, though I know things come back around every 20 years. But it’s been resisted for so long! Anyway, for those who care about their hairstyle. I loved bigger hair on me, but I simply don’t have time anymore.

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If you’ve spent the past 10 years trying – and failing – to do those loose, carefree, beachy waves, then you can finally put down your tongs, tend to your burns and give it all up as a bad job. Hair is changing. And, it seems, expanding outwards.

Big hair is back on the catwalk, with models wearing backcombed bouffants befitting the Oil Baron’s Ball. But, says revered hairstylist Sam McKnight, who took inspiration from Princess Michael of Kent and 1980s Sloane Rangers for the hair at Vivienne Westwood SS25, and backcombed big, pouffy supermodel blowdries at 16 Arlington, the new big hair is nothing like the helmet hair of 80s fashion.

The new “Dynasty hair” is strong, but much softer-looking. And thanks to an explosion in DIY hair tutorials online, it’s something that can be achieved fairly quickly at home. “It’s not about a proper, painstaking blow-dry with loads of sections and a round brush,” McKnight told me post-fashion week. (snip-procedure on the page)

Even if this “easier” way to volumise is above your pay grade, just rolling your hair up in jumbo bendy rollers will give it way more volume come morning, as the heat from your head moulds it. Believe me, I was sceptical. But a light mist of dry shampoo such as Batsite Overnight Deep Cleanse (£4.25), one Satin Jumbo Flexi-Rod by Kitsch (£19 for four) at the front, winding backwards, another at the back winding under, and one at each side, worn to bed, give my flat, fine barnet major bounce at breakfast.

https://www.theguardian.com/fashion/2024/oct/19/sali-hughes-hairspray-and-rollers-big-hair-is-back

Largest known prime number discovered by amateur mathematician

October 25, 2024 Evrim Yazgin Cosmos science journalist

A number with more than 40 million digits has been discovered to be the largest known prime number by a network of amateurs.

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Credit: Robert Brook / Science Photo Library / Getty Images Plus.

The number is 2136279841-1. It has 41,024,320 digits. It was found by 36-year-old researcher and former NVIDIA employee Luke Durant on 12 October. The number was tested on other computers using different programs and confirmed prime on 19 October.

Prime numbers are wholly divisible by only 1 and themselves. For example, 7 is prime because only 1 and 7 go into 7 without leaving a remainder.

Primes have been an area of interest for mathematicians for centuries.

Among the most famous studiers of prime numbers is French monk Marin Mersenne (1588–1648 CE).

Mersenne is most well-known today for his attempts to find a formula that would represent all primes. He was ultimately unsuccessful in this quest, but Mersenne primes are still found today using a simple formula that he put forward in 1644: 2p-1 is a prime number if p is a prime number.

No one has found a better method for finding more prime numbers than Mersenne.

But, as the power of 2 increases, so does the computing power to both calculate the possible Mersenne prime, and then to confirm whether it is a prime or composite number.

The new number, dubbed M136279821 rather than its full value for obvious reasons, is the 52nd Mersenne prime to be discovered.

Its finder, Durant, is a member of the Great Internet Mersenne Prime Search (GIMPS) – a collective of volunteers founded in 1996 that uses free software to hunt for Mersenne primes.

GIMPS has successfully found the last 18 Mersenne primes.

Durant’s number trumps the previous largest Mersenne prime, found by GIMPS in 2018, by 16 million digits.

statement by GIMPS announcing the discovery notes that the 52nd prime is the first to be found on something other than an ordinary PC. Durant’s find relied on GPUs – previously used primarily for video cards to power gaming PCs, but now sparking an increase of power which is also being used in the development and use of artificial intelligence algorithms.

As with other GIMPS Mersenne prime discoverers, Durant has been awarded a US$3,000 (A$4,530) prize which he says he will donate to the Alabama School of Math and Science’s maths department.

Originally published by Cosmos as Largest known prime number discovered by amateur mathematician

https://cosmosmagazine.com/science/mathematics/largest-prime-number-2024/

Fox News edited Trump’s rambling answers and false claims in barbershop interview, full video shows

https://www.cnn.com/2024/10/24/media/fox-news-edit-trump-barbershop-interview/

 

Trump Gets More Erratic, Doubles Down on Kamala & Do MAGA Voters Even KNOW What They’re Against?

Kimmel sent his staff his staff to ask a few normal questions to tRump supporters to see if they understood the things they supported or were against, if they even knew what the words meant.   I cued it up to start then, but if you want you can back it up and watch the entire bit.   Hugs.

Moral Arguments Were Always a Waste of Time

This was really difficult to get through. As angry as I get just speaking these words, they don’t express a fraction of my true feelings. I don’t know if there are words for that. I don’t know if this will help, but I feel helpless, so I’m using my platform, which is something most people don’t have. At first, I wondered if it conflicted with my previous video, but after some contemplation, I realized that it doesn’t. My previous video never advocated disregarding injustice and atrocity. It never advocated abdicating righteous indignation. It was an anti-hate video. On the contrary, my commitment against hatred is what compelled me to make this video.

I think I’m done trying to make moral arguments. They all feel like bad faith now, like a waste of time. I guess if I ever do bring them up again, I’ll really have to consider who exactly I’m trying to convince, because some people have proven to be so completely delusional or dishonest, that it would be useless to argue – like talking to a tree. 

KAMALA vs TRUMP: Why This Vote Matters More Than You Think

Since Thursday I have been in a downward emotional spiral. I am holding on. Here is why.

Hi everyone.  Maybe people are getting tired of hearing my daily struggles that break through my normal defenses sometimes and bring me to not a cliff, but a steep hill almost impossible to not fall down, with things to hit and bounce off of hurting more but very few things to grab on to that I can use to stop the falling.  Two of those things together stopped my fall Friday night, hopefully giving me something I can hold on to that will stop the falling long enough to get off the mountain slope.  I reached close enough to the bottom once in 2014.  I don’t want to fall that far again nor see what is below that at the very bottom of that long fall.  

I also need to explain that for a week I was running on 4 hours sleep and last night I only got 2 hours and 23 minutes (Friday night Saturday morning).  This morning (Saturday) on our walk Ron who also struggled to sleep noticed I was sluggish, slow for me, not talking much.  When we got back home my body couldn’t do more.  Barely able to take off my jacket and getting Ron’s help taking off a heavy long sleeved sweatshirt that was too small for me, after I put on a tee shirt I fell into bed.  I slept all day.  Ron also had not slept so came to bed for 3 or so hours.  During that time I had a nightmare of my childhood abuse and woke him by crying out for my abuser to please stop, to not hurt me more.  Ron woke me as gently as he could.  I again felt shame and sorrow over waking him from his slumber over my own trauma.   It had slowed down greatly but this last week the nightmares and crying outburst while sleeping, and while awake in my Pink Place, which Ron has tried hard to make a safe space for me.   I go through a lot of facial tissues in here.  

On Thursday after not sleeping well and having other issues I watched two videos which later was followed by a third A few days later while still trying to recover.  I just realized over half of my current tabs open on YouTube are of PSAs on child abuse or testimonies of victims trying to find resolution.   I get them in my feed because when I am in a triggered emotional set back I tend to watch these and of course Google / YouTube fills my recommendations with a constant feed of more of them.  And I fall down that mountain slope reaching out and read more and more and more of others abuse making the slope steeper with the things to hit that hurt harder, bigger, and the helpful handholds so less.   The very same reason I had to stop participating on the Male Survivor site.  Once I fall down that mountain slope the more I read / hear of others abuse so much of what happened to me the faster I fall with few things to grab on to that will slow my falling, which seems to get faster the longer I fall.  

The first video was the one that set it off.  I cut it off after the movie went to “Jesus saved my life from my abusive father who was killing me part” when I watched it.  If that saved him I am glad, but Jesus nor religion never stopped my abuse nor were any of my abuser anymore into religion than for a brief period when they got a lot of attention from being involved in the Sunday School teachings they so loved the attention as new members and maybe thought that would wash away all their sins.   They soon got disinterested and left, and I was still being abused.  Abused before it, during it, and after it.  Sometimes I would be abused before we got ready for church and if not before then I knew I would be when we got back home.  In my case the power of the lord had no help for me.  

So the first video was the worst.  It talked about how the father hated the kid because he was another man’s son.  In the video the wife had an affair and that left the husband forever taking his violence on the kid.  In my case I never thought my adoptive mother was my mother, and from the few records I could find after her death it seems my mother’s father paid for me to be adopted and paid the biological father a large sum of money.  But sadly my birth certificate list both of them as my parents.  But that was the feeling of my adoptive father, he was not raising another man’s kid.  He took that anger out on me and made clear his own kids could also to retain his favor.  In the video the other kids snuck him food and comforted him, not mine.  Mine denied the food unless I either humiliated myself or sexual pleased them.  For a few years the daily abuse was less when the adopting mother was around, which was rare, because I was still her adorable little toddler toy to parade around, yet she explained the bruising and lack of normal interaction I had as I was shy and clumsy falling often into things.  The dead eyes and lack of interest in things she explained as being tired because I fought to not go to bed.  As I have said before by the time I was 6 years old in first grade she had stopped protecting me and slowly became a participant in my abuse as I aged rather than just turning away ignoring it.  It took my school getting involved to change a lot in my life.   

But as in the short video, shorter if you don’t watch the Jesus intervention part at the last third, I became aware of the sound of every abuser.    Their footsteps with shoes or bare feet, their breathing when hurting me or using me sexually, both oral and anal, and feared being around them or the sound of them getting closer.  I also wondered if this was the time they did not stop.  I am not sure if I understood if they did not it would be death, I just feared this time they wouldn’t stop and it would keep going on forever.  As a child we had no religious beliefs so I had no idea that the abuse might stop in heaven or continue in hell, I knew nothing of death.  I just knew I wanted them not to hurt me, I wanted to have food and eat like they did, I wanted someone to hold me and tell me I did a good thing like they got.  I wanted affection.  I wanted to be able to go to the bathroom without conditions or being told to pee in a glass that as it filled I would have to drink all of it before being able to continue peeing in the glass until finishing, humiliated, crying, sad, hurt, while the hell spawn and their friends gloated over being able to make me do it.  The friends may not have understood the punishments if I peed my clothing or on the floor being reported to my adopting parents by the hell spawn, as my view wouldn’t be heard.   If they said I just peed myself rather than tell them I needed to go or they made me pee on the floor and said I did it before they could stop me … they would be believed and nothing I said would be heard.  Many times I remember them holding me forcing me to pee on something knowing I would take a nude beating with them looking on gloating.  It was a way to make me willing to accept what they demanded and willingly give them what they wanted from me.  

Sadly the only kind affection I got between late 3 to nearly 7 years old was from a little boy lover pedophile across the street.   His abuse I have never seen as traumatic.  Yes he used my body for his own needs, but he was kind, gentle, his touch and hugs were warm with good feelings.  Even when inside me he was kind, gentle, and constantly praising me as a wonderful boy.  It made me want even more to try to make him happy.   He told me over and over what a good boy I was, he really seemed to care for me which I never saw from the young hell spawn who hurt me for their enjoyment, nor from either adoptive parents. 

One punishment the hell spawn would do when they were home with no adult was to tie a wide belt or rope around my neck and then attach it to the stair banister in a way that my head was jerked into looking up at a painful angle, my hands would be tied to or through the stair rails so I couldn’t use them to defend myself.  I would always be nude.  I would sometimes be blindfolded, that was when I knew that more than them hitting me, hurting me, other kids would also be there to hurt and rape me.  I couldn’t tell where the blows might be coming from, who was grasping me grabbing my hips, who was …, everyone must get the idea.  So yes I learned to hear them, to fear them, and the child diddler across the street never seem bad or a threat to me.  He was the only bright kind light in my life.  Then he killed himself and that kindness when away forever.   But it did set me up for looking for kind abusers in my life.  Such as the principle at my 1st to 6th grade school.  He quickly realized the kid I was and made a friendship with my adoptive mother.  Even as he was facilitated a place and way for me to leave class to laydown behind the library shelves along with letting me go with a police officer questions deflected, he was also using me sexually.   Only once he was he hurtful, that was when I insulted a female teacher so before he raped me he made me with a bare bottom bend over his knees and spanked me hard as a lesson.   Then when I stood up, kissed me, hugged me, told me sternly to always obey my teachers.  And then turned me around, lubing my butt hole, and inserted himself inside me to finish …  planting his seed there.  I was then given an abnormal instruction to pull my pants up, go back to my classroom.  That time I was not offered the option to go laydown, nor go to the bathroom to expel his cum.  I understood I was being punished. I worried about it leaking and the pain of sitting.  Thankfully my teacher never called me out for fidgeting and constant movements in my hard no cushion chair, maybe knowing what was going on with me at home and in school.  

Now it is Sunday morning.  I couldn’t finish this post last night.  I was getting too upset and was too tired.   I got another 3 and half hours of sleep before I got up again.  So here is the rest of the story hopefully with less emotional upset from me.

  Wow just rereading correcting my errors now has me worn out emotionally already.  I can not imagine how it must be for everyone reading who don’t know what the life I lived is like.  It must be stories from a strange foreign world or harmful different government on earth somewhere far away.   Sorry it happened to me here, in New England.  But let me continue to get this out before it consumes me again.  I have so much unresolved pain from the past.  Some want me to ignore it, some want to reveled in it seeing my survival as overcoming it but they lose the point, it still haunts / hurts me.  Left undealt with I will be the one left falling down that steep mountain slope with no way of stopping hitting the bottom … which might be death.  

So you have read all of the above, no reason not to provide you with the videos.  The first was the beatings of a defenseless child, making him the other in the family simply because he was the product of another man’s seed he resented having responsibility to feed or care for.  You have read all of the above so here is the video, and again I ask you to make sure you are in a good place to understand that was my daily life so do not take that pain on yourself because I have already done that for all of us.  Here it is.

The second video that continued my downward spiral and the steeping of the mountain slope I was trying to find footing and keep from falling further down that slope to the hell I knew to be at the end.     This is the one being raped at school.  I was by adults but not students, but the older boys were sexually aware enough to act out on me.  Not physically hurtful but emotionally building that idea that was my place in life, to serve the more aggressive, more developed male.  Lucky for me what they wanted was so silly and quick it meant nothing.  And the teachers caught on quicly that if I asked to use the bathroom and other male kids asked right after … they were told to wait until I was back.  Which was very frustrating to them and made several to try to be my out of school friend.  One night If I could plead for it using my body as currency they never wanted to come back again.  No one came to our home and I was not allowed to go to theirs.  I have no idea what scared the older kids in grade school from wanting wanting to stay over night again.  I was willing to please, but the adopting parents were not willing for me to develop friendships.  One of the prices of the “school friend” leaving the next day was instant abuse to make me avoid asking anyone else to stay over again.   

The last video that I watched a day or two after trying to absorb / deal with the abuse was again one that religious overtones.  But even with that the ending was so shocking / revealing I want to include it.   See if I had understood any religion, if I have thought that there was a way to stop the abuse … I would do what so many other kids did.  I would have taken my life.   That is why this post is so hard to make.  It shows how stupid I was at that age, it shows how clueless I was.  If I thought there was a way to move beyond my life at that stage I would have gladly let them go all the way and kill me.   Sorry for all this.  This has been a many day post as I struggled to first write it, reread it and edit it again, then fall some more down the mountain slope to briefly grab something to try to write again.   Side note.  On the other computer I have 10 videos cued up ready to play about child abuse.  Some are PSAs and some are personal survival videos from abuse victims.  Mostly male but a few female.  YouTuber dumps them into my feed and I open them / watch them or save them … all now send me to the mountain making the slope steeper.  There was a time when the slope was not so steep and much easier to walk away from.  The force drawing me to the bottom so small.  Yet now it is returning to like 2014 and I am no longer having the flat stable land before the slope that I lived on so long.  Now I am right at the edge of that slope and far too often I am struggling as I fall down it unable to resist the pull with few handholds and the hurtful things getting ever more  / harder as I fall.   

This is what I have been fighting for months, I forget how long.  I am dealing with my own needing to leave the Male Survivor site, Kamk’s abuse and his now being in the hospital afraid and triggered.  I struggle to balance his needs that right now are far more immediate than mine.  He feels he is looking at death or worse, life with no way to ever be who he was or wants to be.  I want so badly to reach out and hug him, to hold him, to help him … but I again am that child who was forced to ask to be allowed to drink a 14 year old boys urine so I wouldn’t be beaten in the morning. Here is the last video I watched.  I wont be sharing the others in my cue … maybe just as links but no commentary, but maybe I will grant myself mercy and not include them at all.  I am going to post this and go get a shower I have put off for three days.  Much love and warm comforting hugs for those that want them but also simple heartfelt thanks to those that follow and don’t want that physical touch.  Trust me I understand how disrupting and jarring unwanted touch can be.  I love you even if you don’t want hugs.   Here is the last video which was while Rand and Ron were with me providing the handles to grab on to and the way to make the mountain slope less steep.  Hugs / best wishes.  

This Is Nice

Let’s talk about the Fox fallout from the Harris interview….

Oklahoma families, teachers and faith leaders file lawsuit to block Superintendent Ryan Walters’ Bible-education mandate

October 17, 2024

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OKLAHOMA CITY – More than 30 Oklahomans – including parents and children, public school teachers and faith leaders – today filed a lawsuit urging the Oklahoma Supreme Court to block state Superintendent of Public Instruction Ryan Walters’ mandate that all public schools incorporate the Bible into their curricula. The lawsuit, Rev. Lori Walke v. Ryan Walters, also asks the court to stop the state from spending millions of taxpayer dollars on Bibles to support the mandate.

The 32 plaintiffs include 14 public school parents, four public school teachers and three faith leaders who object to Walters’ extremist agenda that imposes his personal religious beliefs on other people’s children – in violation of Oklahomans’ religious freedom and the separation of church and state. The plaintiffs come from a variety of faith traditions, including Baptist, Catholic, Presbyterian (U.S.A.) and United Church of Christ, and some identify as atheist, agnostic or nonreligious. Some are of Indigenous heritage, and some have family situations – such as LGBTQ+ members or children with special educational needs – that cause particular concerns around teaching the Bible in public schools, especially around bullying.

The plaintiffs are represented by Americans United for Separation of Church and State, the American Civil Liberties Union, the ACLU of Oklahoma Foundation, the Freedom From Religion Foundation and Oklahoma Appleseed Center for Law & Justice.

Plaintiff the Rev. Lori Walke, senior minister of Mayflower Congregational United Church of Christ in Oklahoma City: “I am a faith leader who cares deeply about our country’s promise of religious freedom and ensuring that everyone is able to choose their own spiritual path. The state mandating that one particular religious text be taught in our schools violates the religious freedom of parents and children, teachers, and taxpayers. The government has no business weighing in on such theological decisions. I’m proud to join this lawsuit because I believe Superintendent Walters’ plan to use taxpayer money to buy Bibles and force public schools to teach from them is illegal and unconstitutional.”

Plaintiff the Rev. Mitch Randall of Cleveland County, a Baptist pastor and CEO of Good Faith Media: “As a Christian, I’m appalled by the use of the Bible – a sacred text – for Superintendent Walters’ political grandstanding. As a member of the Muscogee (Creek) Nation, I’m alarmed by the parallels between this Bible mandate and the religious proselytization and forced assimilation my relatives faced in government boarding schools. As a taxpayer, I object to the state spending public funds on religious texts. The separation of church and state is a bedrock principle protecting religious liberty for every citizen; I urge the court to uphold this principle and strike down this mandate.

Plaintiff Erika Wright of Cleveland County, the founder and leader of the Oklahoma Rural Schools Coalition and a parent of two children who attend public schools: “As parents, my husband and I have sole responsibility to decide how and when our children learn about the Bible and religious teachings. We are devout Christians, but different Christian denominations have differenttheological beliefs and practices. It is not the role of any politician or public school official to intervene in these personal matters. Oklahoma’s education system is already struggling, ranking nearly last in national standings. Mandating a Bible curriculum will not address our educational shortcomings. Superintendent Walters should focus on providing our children and teachers with the resources they need; our families can handle religious education at home.”

Rachel Laser, president and CEO of Americans United: “The separation of church and state guarantees that families and students – not politicians – get to decide if, when and how to engage with religion. Superintendent Ryan Walters is abusing the power of his office to advance a Christian Nationalist agenda and impose his personal religious beliefs on other people’s children. Not on our watch. We’re proud to defend the religious freedom of all Oklahomans, from Christians to the nonreligious.”

Daniel Mach, director of the ACLU Program on Freedom of Religion and Belief: “This Bible mandate is a blatant power grab that violates state law and tramples the separation of church and state. Public-school students, families, and teachers – and the taxpayers who support them – deserve better.”

Tamya Cox-Touré, Executive Director of the ACLU of Oklahoma: “By filing this lawsuit, Oklahomans have come together in a common fight to reject the State Board of Education’s use of religion as a cover for repression. All families and students should feel welcome in our public schools and we must protect the individual right of students and families to choose their own faith or no faith at all. The separation of church and state is a bedrock of our nation’s founding principles.”

Annie Laurie Gaylor, Co-President of the Freedom From Religion Foundation: “Superintendent Ryan Walters cannot be allowed to employ the machinery of the state to indoctrinate Oklahoma’s students in his religion. Thankfully, Oklahoma law protects families and taxpayers from his unconstitutional scheme to force public schools to adopt his preferred holy book.”

Colleen McCarty, Executive Director of Oklahoma Appleseed Center for Law and Justice: “The constant use of Oklahoma as a testing ground for religious extremism is growing tiresome. Oklahoma families deserve a public school system devoted to the education of their children, and instead we get flash-bulb political stunts and attempted erosion of the Constitution. The buck stops here. We will defend the principles our nation is built on, starting with the separation of church and state.” (snip-MORE)