while not an actual action item for the general strike, you could also find some Palestinian recipes to cook. Part of the attempted erasure of Palestinian identity has been Israeli appropriation of recipes/foods. (And some pan-Arab foods too)
if anyone wants to know where to look (and who to follow & support), here are some places posting Palestinian recipes:
- mxriyum (link to her website, also on youtube, tiktok, instagram, and twitter as @\mxriyum) is Palestinian herself and has many Palestinian recipes up!
- Palestine in a Dish (website link here) is a Palestinian recipe blogger who is also on instagram I think!
- Falasteeni Foodie (website link here) is another Palestinian recipe blogger who can be found on tiktok and instagram under the handle @\falasteenifoodie
- @najia-cooks has posted a lot of Palestinian recipes, I think everything is vegan as well so if you need dairy-free, egg-free, meat-free recipes it's a great source. everything is very thoroughly researched as well
- moribyan (link to her website, also on youtube, tiktok, instagram, and twitter as @\moribyan) has a Palestinian food series, though she is Moroccan and Libyan herself (hence the name).
these are all the ones I personally know of, but I'm sure there are more out there so please share them if you know of any others :)
RAYMOND PETTIBON
NO TITLE (VALENTINES YOU YOU),2005 - 2011
pen, ink,acrylic and collage on paper
17 x 17 inches
It’s an old tradition that during a leap year women could propose to men. This was usually depicted as old or ugly women trapping men, but some art focused more on the role reversal and could be quite cute.
I have a soft spot in my heart for the last one because it plays on the idea of “undesirable” people, a tall masculine woman and a shy effeminate man, finding each other but instead of mocking them depicts it as sweet that she could finally ask him because he was too shy and insecure to ask her.
Turns out the story of the last picture continues. Apparently the guy’s father isn’t convinced the woman can provide for his son.
Also, I found some more cute ones
it's rotten work, but without the rot nothing can grow
it's rotten work but decay is an essential part of the cycle of death and rebirth
this is the saddest fucking thing. wheres that post about when you cant even write a poem about it because its just there already
Rhubarb now a symbol of hope, never stop growing to reach the light
So a free tool called GLAZE has been developed that allows artists to cloak their artwork so it can't be mimicked by AI art tools.
AI art bros are big mad about it.
Seeing as Twitter is gonna legally steal your work now, please use glaze to protect what you make.
Guys did you hear about Nightshade?
Using both Glaze and Nightshade would corrupt the generation of pictures mimicking artist AND mess with the AI's recognition of what everything is. Like it would generate a dog when you ask for a cat.
And it would be hell for AI bros to remove the cloaked pictures from their database ʕ 👀人ʔ
:) ... here you go, art friends.... flourish~
What she says: im fine
What she means: the average age of conception over the past 250k years is apparently 26.9. Let's round it down to 25. Think of your birth mother. Hold her hand. Imagine her holding hands with her mother. Within 4 people, you're back in time 100 years, and it's an intimate family dinner. Just after WWI. Add another 16 people, a small party of 20, and you're in the 1500s. Double it, twice, and you're at 80 people. Your family would fill a restaurant, and you're at the height of the Roman empire. At 100 people, Confucius is alive but Socrates has not yet been born. 100 people. That's a medium sized wedding. A small lecture theatre or concert. 200 people, probably the biggest party i could ever hope to host, takes you back 5000 years. The guests at your soirée of parents would be contemporaries of the Egyptian and Indus Valley civilisations, although you'd probably be too busy fixing drinks and nibbles to talk to all of them. Just imagine it. 200 of you. That's all it takes to get back 5,000 years. And we could go further. 1000 people, a decent sized concert, a large high school, and we're at the end of the last ice age. Your ancestors are comparing their pink floyd vinyl with music played on instruments carved from wood or bones of long vanished species. Wander through the crowd. See your own features and phrases and gestures refract out like a kaleidoscope. What would they make of you? What do you make of them? Why does it feel so unfair that even that first 100 years --that small family dinner of four--is out of your grasp? Maybe it's because questions of spatial distance have become negligible to us now. why, oh why, does time hold out against us so stubbornly
this is "if you can't afford to pay your workers you can't afford to stay in business". I'm sorry, if you can't train your AI without copyrighted material, you have no business doing what you're doing.
If you are using copyrighted material you need to license it and compensate the owner just like anyone else were you born in a barn?
Saw this tweet on Blue Sky yesterday
"20 years ago we were suing teenagers for millions of dollars because they were torrenting a single Metallica album and now billionaires are demanding the free right to every work in history, do that they can re-sell it. The law only ever serves capital."