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@lohelim / lohelim.tumblr.com

a lot's changed, huh?still writing, still ranting. a few hobbies have changed. i've got a spider queen and an inferiority complex and now we're back to school.
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hell world hell world hell world

WHY DOES YOUR SOAP NEED INTERNET

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pftones3482

Anyway this is your reminder to STOP BUYING SMART DEVICES THAT AREN’T NECESSARY.

Your soap does not need to connect to the internet. Your fridge does not need to be able to track the temperature in other countries. Your stove shouldn’t talk to you

This is not “technology bad” this is “these corporations are tracking you and your movements at ALL TIMES OF THE DAY.” They know your every move down to when you wash your hands after you take a shit. Alexa and Siri were the first introduction to this, and once people got used to them on their phones, they put them in their own little gadgets for your house.

And then they connected those gadgets to the lights. To the doors. To the window locks. To the thermostat.

You should be TERRIFIED at how many things are becoming “smart” these days. It’s yet another way for companies to sell to you, and, in a worst case scenario, it can be the thing that puts you in harms way.

Imagine you’re running a little late on your electric bill, and your fridge is a “smart” fridge. And because you’re running late on your payment they just….lock your fridge. Not shut the electricity off. Lock your fridge. Because fridges can now be locked remotely. You can no longer access your food until you pay them.

Cops want to know if you’ve been to any protests recently? They can track that handy dandy smart watch you decided to wear, even though you left your phone in the car. They can tell if you were home all day or lying.

Abusive partner or family member? They can shut off your support systems everywhere. Decide when you get to eat, if you do. Decide how hot or cold the house should be to make you suffer. Turn off the oven in the middle of you cooking dinner bc you upset them. Lock you in. Lock you out.

Your appliances, your LIFE, should not be surrounded by smart tech. Buy normal clocks. Get normal soap dispensers. Keep a pen and paper on the fridge to write down your grocery list. Set a manual timer for the oven. Wear a normal watch that only tells time. Get a step counter that clips to your belt.

Phone, laptop, TV. Those are the only things that make sense being “smart.” Everything else is one step closer to a dystopian novel that you don’t want to be in.

Your phone already tracks your every step. Don’t give every other thing in your life that ability.

And here’s the thing! It’s not only something that can cause you problems if you’re late to pay bills or have abusive partners/family or are doing something the government may not take kindly to!

Let’s say, hypothetically, you do literally nothing. Well, turns out there’s a bug in the fridge software that sets the temperature to 60 degrees when it receives some unexpected input from your fridge app. Or the manufacturer pushes out an involuntary fridge update and now, while the update is downloading, sorry! your the fridge doesn’t open until the update is done.

And these are only the issues that affect you. Generally, Smart Device manufacturers do not think for even one second about the security of their devices. So, this means that hackers will see well known and publicized security holes that have been easily available for literal years but the manufacturer is simply too lazy to fix, use those holes to get into devices, and use those devices as bots to attack whoever they please (and, as a bonus, it look like it’s coming from your home!)

You’d think that this sounds like something out of a horror movie but this is the reality we live in RIGHT NOW. Many of the largest botnets (e.g. the Mirai botnet) in the world consist largely of compromised smart/IoT (internet of things) devices.

So uh just give it some thought before you buy the SmartChair3000 – it’s probably not as cool as it sounds :P

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pancakeke

A few “fun” smart device things I recall off the top of my head:

The smart grill that had an automatic update pushed out on Thanksgiving so this guy couldn’t start cooking dinner.

A smart washer a reddit user found was consuming 1GB of data a day due to a bug.

The LG Home Hack which allowed hackers to control a variety of LG smart devices.

Ring devices enabling police overreach by creating a surveillance network that allows police to circumvent warrants and spy on people who have committed no crimes.

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wakandama2

Wasnt there that one story where some people on a roadtrip where stranded becusse their car got hacked?

Also those scary ass videos of weirdos hacking people baby monitors and would talk/spy/record people toddlers.

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lohelim

Hey, so, if you have a smart home, everything runs on a fairly standard distro of Linux. A bad actor can just slide into your fucking… soap dispenser?! (weird but aight) and suddenly have a completely unprotected, unfirewalled 1) botnet if they’re so inclined or 2) access to fucking EVERYTHING you own.

How hard is it? It can take a bored IT undergrad about 30 minutes with a laptop. It’d take a professional about 15 minutes.

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you bitches better hope that twitter doesn’t actually die because that means that i’m going to be taking all of my excess random thoughts and putting them here instead of on my nice quiet locked account which means i’m going to be subjecting you to like 9-15 posts a day like “anyone else think young kyle machlachlan looks like a butch lesbian” or “what if tony soprano was bisexual” or “i have a mosquito bite” 

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lohelim

But Kyle Maclachlan STILL looks like a butch lesbian.

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cartoon network commercial from 2004

lol so anyway it’s basically canon. Johnny and Jack said so.

YOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Why is this really cute? (◕ヮ◕ヽ) their aesthetics compliment each other so well

This is the forbidden reboot couple we deserved

Honestly love this

Jack is a man removed from his own time by magic he has never understood, so he is incredibly lonely and needing friends. Johnny has a personality the size of California and tries to befriend everyone. It really is a great match.

I don’t even think Johnny would stop awkwardly hitting on people, he would just add “mind if my boyfriend tags along? He’s like a literal ninja or something, you won’t even know he’s there, I’m just trying to include him in less ninja-style activities.”

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people moving to tumblr from twitter please fucking reblog art likes literally dont do anything except make the artist upset bc they have 2 reblogs and 55 likes

yes this includes fanfiction, gif sets, edits, etc.

theres this one person who reblogs this post like 20 times a day and then sometimes will also reblog it like 200 times at once and also anytime it appears on their dash they apparently will queue it again too and i just want you all to know that you pissed them off real bad and that should be your sign to reblog art actually. for them

heyyyyy followers and mutuals who think this only applies to people from twitter:

it doesn’t.

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Hello please reblog this if you’re okay with people sending you random asks to get to know you better

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3. Nature of violation

  • Directors/Officers/Persons are using income/assets for personal gain
  • Organization is engaged in commercial, for-profit business activities
  • Income/Assets are being used to support illegal or terrorist activities
  • Organization is involved in a political campaign
  • Organization is engaged in excessive lobbying activities
  • Organization refused to disclose or provide a copy of Form 990
  • Organization failed to report employment, income or excise tax liability properly
  • Organization failed to file required federal tax returns and forms
  • Organization engaged in deceptive or improper fundraising practices
  • Other (describe)
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to simplify: churches are forbidden to promote specific political parties or candidates, in order to maintain tax-exempt status.  no religious institution is allowed to make explicit political statements, including “this party is bad,” “this party is good,” “you should vote for x,” “you should not vote for x,” or “let’s raise money for x political party or campaign.”  all of those things are super illegal!  if they’re going to act as a political entity, they need to pay taxes like any other political entity!  report their asses!!!!

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ok i made this in february and i still think that’s the best and the happiest thing i made this february

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rb this with ur opinion on this shade of pink:

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inkwingart

This is magenta, and not pink. Unlike pink, magenta doesn’t actually exist. Our brain just invents magenta to serve as what it considers a logical bridge between red and violet, which each exist at opposite ends of a linear spectrum.

TL;DR this color is fake (and also I hate it)

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shaaknaa

Wait til you learn about Stygean Blue

Your brain is a badly-designed hot mess of bootstrapped chemistry that will tell you that all kinds of shit is happening that has no correlation to physical reality, including time travel. It just makes things up. Your brain is guessing about what’s happening when your eyes saccade, what’s happening in your blind spot, and what the majority of the visible light spectrum looks like, and you don’t know it’s happening because it doesn’t aid your survival to become aware that a lot of what you see is fake.

The human eye only has three types of color sensitive cones, which detect red, blue, and green light. Your brain is making up every other color you perceive.

Let’s have a little fun with that thought. This is the visible spectrum of light.

You will of course note that yellow is on the chart. Yellow has a discreet wavelength, and is therefore a distinct physical color. But we can’t see it.

“Sorry, what the fuck?”

What we call yellow is just what our brain shrugs and spits out when our red and green cones are equally stimulated. We have light receptors that can pick up on the physical spectrum of light we call yellow: that’s why yellow things don’t just look like moving black blocks to us. But your brain has no fucking idea what the color yellow looks like. 

Some animals have eyes that can perceive the color yellow! Goldfish have a yellow cone in their eyes. If they could talk, they could tell us what yellow looks like. But we wouldn’t be able to understand it.

What your brain actually sees of the color spectrum:

We can measure the wavelength of light, so we know that when we see ‘yellow,’ we are seeing light in that 550-ish nanometers range. But we don’t have a cone in our eyes that can pick that up. Your brain just has a very consistent guess about what color that wavelength of light could be. We decided to name that guess ‘yellow.’ We can’t imagine what yellow really looks like any more than a dog can imagine the color red.

Here’s the funny thing: your brain is never perceiving just one photon of light at a time. Something like 2*10⁸ photons per second are hitting your retina under normal conditions. Your brain doesn’t individually process all of them. So it averages them out. It grabs a bunch of photons all coming from the same direction, with the same pattern, and goes, “yeah, that cup is blue, fuck it, next.”

That’s how colors blend in our eyes. So sure, if a photon of light with a wavelength of 550 nanometers bounces into our eyes, we see what we call “yellow.” But if we see two photons at the same time, coming from the same object, one of which is 500 nms and the other of which is 600 nms, your brain will average them out and you will still see yellow even though none of the light you just saw was 550 nms.

So how does magenta factor into this?

Well, as we’ve just established, when your brain sees light from two different slices of the visible light spectrum, it will try to just average them together. Green plus red is yellow, fuck it. If it’s more red than green, we’ll call that ‘orange.’ Literally who gives a shit, we’re trying to forage over here. There are bears out here and it’s so scary.

What happens if you take the average of blue and red light, which we perceive to be magenta? What’s the centerpoint of that line?

Fucking green.

Hey, that’s not gonna work? We live on a planet where EVERYTHING IS GREEN. If something is NOT green, that means it’s either food, or a potential source of danger, and either way your brain wants you to know about it.

So your brain goes, WHOOPS. Okay - this is fine. We already made up yellow, orange, cyan, and violet. We’ll just make up another color. Something that looks really, really different from green. 

And so it made up magenta.

So, physics-wise, is magenta “real?”

No; there’s no single wavelength of light that corresponds to magenta. But you’re rarely seeing only a single wavelength of light anyway. And even when you are, every color other than RGB is a dart thrown on the wall by your meat computer. This is the CIE Chromaticity Diagram:

Explaining this thing is a little more than I want to take on on a Saturday morning, but I’ve included a link above that goes into it a little more. The point is that only the colors that actually touch the ‘outline’ of the shape actually correspond to a specific wavelength of light. All of the other colors are blends of multiple wavelengths. So magenta isn’t special.

Given that color is just a fun trick your brain is playing on you to help you find food and avoid danger, is magenta real?

Yeah, absolutely. Or at least, it’s just as real as most of what we see. It’s what we see when we mix up blue and red. It would be disastrous from a survival standpoint to perceive that color as green, so we don’t. Because it’s not green. Light that’s green has a wavelength of around 510 nm. Stuff that’s magenta bounces back light that is both ~400 and ~700. Your brain knows the difference. So it fills in the gap for you, with the best guess it has, same as it does with your blind spot.

The perception of color exists within your brain, and your brain says you see magenta. So you see magenta.

So I googled Stygian Blue and…

Yall.

FORBIDDEN.

HOW TO SEE THE FORBIDDEN COLOURS

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bunjywunjy

Hyperbolic Orange is the color my soul is

Dark tumblr show me the forbidden colors

We are back on this again.

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How would you describe Oedipus? I've been asking around and most people either give a generic description or "motherf*king" jokes so I was wondering how you'd describe his story? I see it as tragic but I just can't seem to paint the story from my mind to my mouth. I'm clumsy with words but I admire yours. You have this way with powerful, lingering stories, haunting tells and perfect endings. So.. how would describe the tragic hero named Oedipus?

oh, it’s a tragedy, of course it’s a tragedy, how can it beanything else?

but i think the tragedy is not in his actions, not in thefather he killed nor the mother he wed nor the children he sired. no, it’s notin what he did, it’s in who he was, the tragedy here is that oedipus was a good man and a good king and unlike so many mythical figures, he did not reap whathe sowed

the tragedy here is not that he was human and erred and suffereddue to his errors.

it’s that he did not err, and suffered, it’s that the sinsof our fathers are our sins too and we cannot escape them

the oracle of delphi gave a prophecy that foretold that any sonof king laius would kill his father and marry his mother. so when his wife andqueen jocasta bore him a son, he had the baby’s ankles nailed together andordered him to be left to die.

laius erred. laius planned to kill his son of blood, who had committed no crime, who was in perfect health,  who had done nothing but be born. it is laiuswho committed the sin of infanticide, and through this sin all other suchevents transpired

a shepherd spirits the infant away instead of leaving him todie, and he is eventually brought to the house of king polybus and queen merope, wherehe is adopted. laius and jocasta have no more children, even though this leaveslaius heirless. since we know jocasta will later bear four more children, weknow it is not her whom is the issue here. after laius commits this grievouscrime, he is left sterile, and this, here, is where i believe the curse trulybegins.

the curse over thebes does not begin with oedipus’s rule,with his supposed transgressions. it begins with his father’s sin.

oedipus grows up a devoted and loving son. he eventually hearsrumors about his strange birth and consults the same oracle his birth fatherhad, and is told the same prophecy. not knowing he’s adopted, he think theprophecy refers to polybus and merope, and he flees his home, horrified at thethought that he could ever harm his beloved parents in such a way.

he’s traveling, and upon a crossroads he meets his birthfather, laius. they do not know or recognize eachother. they quarrel about who may precedefirst. it’s important to note that laius is the one who attacks first, who’s sooffended that this unknown man will not move for a king that he tries to killhim, unknowingly attempting to murder his son a second time.

oedipus kills laius, not knowing he’s a king or his father, ratherthan let himself be killed, and fulfills the first part of the prophecy. onceagain, it is laius’s actions that are the incendiary actions here. if he had notattempted to kill oedipus, perhaps he wouldn’t have died. if he hadn’t thrownhis son away, oedipus never would have killed him, since he was so aghast atthe possibility of harming his adopted parents that he ran from his home andhis life rather than risk it.

oedipus acts in self defense. even if he hadn’t, laius hadalready tried to kill him once, although neither of them had been aware of it.a trial by combat would be the least of what oedipus would be owed. he breaksno laws, does not act in hate or malice or fear. oedipus kills laius, kills hisfather, but no great sin is committed. patricide is a sin, but defendingyourself is not, refusing to die is not a sin.

so he travels, and lands upon thebes, where a sphinx hastaken residence, eating anyone who attempts to enter the city and cannot answerit’s riddle, effectively cutting off all trade to thebes and trapping all itsresidents inside, lest they leave and never be able to return. was the sphinxhere when laius left? we do not know. it doesn’t say.

but if it was – did laius leave his city to die? was thissphinx just another piece of the curse laius had brought down upon thebes byattempting kill his freshly born son?

oedipus, a cleverer man than any who have yet tried to enterthebes, answers the sphinx’s riddle, and the creature leaves, having beendefeated by this man’s intellect.

oedipus is a man who has shown himself to be strong enoughto kill a king, and clever enough to defeat a sphinx. he has not harmed any whodid not first try to harm him, was so against committing harm against those hecared about that he simply left them behind. oedipus so far has shown no fatalflaw, no poor judgement, nothing damning or ruinous.

jocasta’s brother, creon, had said any man who could ridthebes of the sphinx would be named king, and given his sister’s hand in marriage.oedipus had not known about this before arriving. he had not come to thebeswith the intention of becoming king.

but king he becomes.

he is given jocasta’s hand in marriage, and the finalportion of the prophecy is complete. he weds and bed and fathers children withhis birth mother.

notice, however, that this only happens in the first placebecause of how honorable and kind oedipus is to begin with.

jocasta is in her forties, at least. she may be a beautifulwoman, but she’s not a young woman. yet there are no accounts of oedipus beingunfaithful, or cruel. jocasta bears him four children, two sons and twodaughters, when during those long years after oedipus she had not had anotherchild with laius. if oedipus had rejected this widowed queen, said her age madeher unsuitable, had taken mistresses, had kept her as a wife in name only –then perhaps so much pain could have been spared.

but he didn’t do that. oedipus took a wife twice his age, atbest, took a woman who was not a virgin, who had been the wife of this land’sformer king, and he dedicates himself to her. he is faithful and attentive, andshe must be fond of him, because she later tries to shield him from the truthwhen she uncovers it.

which part of his actions can we take account with? yes,jocasta was his mother, and it is incest – but he didn’t know that. he didn’twant that. to do otherwise than what he did, to cast aside his gifted bride,could only be considered cruelty. and oedipus was not cruel.

many years after this marriage, a plague strikes thebes. whyis not clear, because if it were truly due to oedipus’s actions, to the godstaking offense at this incestuous union between mother and father-killer,surely it would not have taken years to come to fruition?

but a plague comes, and the oracle says that the only way tolift it is to see that laius’s killer is brought to justice.

(is it laius, yet again, bringing sorrow upon his city? isit his restless spirit which curses all of thebes? it is a strange coincidencethat the infertility which he was cursed with after trying to kill his infantson is the same plight that now faces all of thebes.)

and of course, ofcourse, honorable and kind oedipus vows to bring the killer to justice,says that this killer will be exiled for his crime of murdering the king.

exiled, not killed, what a peculiar punishment, what a merciful punishment for a king killer,what a merciful judgement from a merciful man.

but things unravel, as they do. he tells creon to bring himthe blind prophet tiresias, who tells oedipus that he must stop digging intothis matter. but the good of his city is at stake, so he can’t, of course he can’t,and tiresias calls him false for not knowing his true parentage. he and creonquarrel, and slowly, oh so slowly, the truth comes out.

a messenger comes, saying that his adopted father has died,and oedipus is relieved. not for any malicious reasons, but because it means hewon’t fulfill his prophecy of murdering him. he refuses to go home becausemerope is still there, refuses to take up the title of king that is surely hisby right, because he fears harming his mother. when the messenger says thatoedipus is adopted, and there’s no reasons for him not to go home, jocasta finallyrealizes that oedipus is her son. she begs him to stop his search for laius’s killer, desperate tokeep the truth from him.

jocasta knows, and tries to protect oedipus. she mustbelieve he’s worthy of being on the throne, he must have showed her kindness andaffection if she’s so desperate to protect him from the truth, even at theexpense of the well being of thebes.

but oedipus does not listen. he leaves, and finds the shepherdwho gave him to his adopted parents so long ago, and discovers the truth.

he is the son of lauis and jocasta. lauis is the man hekilled at the crossroads. he has killed his fathe and married his mother, allthem each unaware of each other.

after this, there are differing accounts of what happenednext.

sophocles’s account is most popular. he returns to find hiswife and mother jocasta has killed herself, and he takes the pins from herbroach and blinds himself, unable to stand the sight of her. he is then exiled,as he said laius’s killer would be, and his daughter antigone guides him untilhe dies soon after.

in euripides’s version, jocasta does not kill herself.oedipus is blinded by a servant of laius, and so justice is still served to laius’skiller, and he continues to rule thebes. i like to think jocasta rules withhim, alive and well, because she no more deserved death than oedipus deservedblindness.

the tragedy here is not in oedipus. it is in lauis, theclear villain of this story, the one who damned and hurt and cursed all aroundhim. he who caused so much strife, and then left it all for his son to fix, forhis son to struggle with.

but he did fix it.

oedipus was a fair and just ruler of thebes, a kind husbandto jocasta, a good father to his children, from all accounts, since antigone wasso devoted to him, and he was disappointed in his sons for their selfishness because that’s not how he raised them.

perhaps oedipus is a story of how our fathers, ourpredecessors, those who come before us will curse us and damn us and leave usmore problems than solutions can be found

perhaps oedipus is a cautionary tale, and our tragic figureis not oedipuis, but laius, who made his own ruin, who’s spiteful hands leftscars on all they touched.

oedipus is a tragedy, but only because it reminds us thatour own undoing, our own unhappy endings, aren’t necessarily within ourcontrol. our own tragedies may not be our fault, may not be due to ourmistakes, maybe we didn’t earn our unhappiness.

it’s not fair.

it’s not fair, and that’s the true tragedy of oedipus. thatgood, kind, clever, merciful people can do their absolute best, can showkindness and sacrifice and love, and in the end it won’t be able to save themfrom the mistakes other people have made.

oedipus was a good man, and a good king, and it may not havesaved him – but it saved all those in thebes.

yes, oedipus was blinded. yes, jocasta died.

but the spinx was gone, their line continued, and thebesthrived.

the tragedy of oedipus is the idea that we’re not in controlof our own destiny.

the triumph of oedipus is the idea that we need not controlit in order to have a destiny worth remembering.

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Please make a post about the story of the RMS Carpathia, because it's something that's almost beyond belief and more people should know about it.

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Carpathia received Titanic’s distress signal at 12:20am, April 15th, 1912. She was 58 miles away, a distance that absolutely could not be covered in less than four hours.

(Californian’s exact position at the time is…controversial. She was close enough to have helped. By all accounts she was close enough to see Titanic’s distress rockets. It’s uncertain to this day why her crew did not respond, or how many might not have been lost if she had been there. This is not the place for what-ifs. This is about what was done.)

Carpathia’s Captain Rostron had, yes, rolled out of bed instantly when woken by his radio operator, ordered his ship to Titanic’s aid and confirmed the signal before he was fully dressed. The man had never in his life responded to an emergency call. His goal tonight was to make sure nobody who heard that fact would ever believe it.

All of Carpathia’s lifeboats were swung out ready for deployment. Oil was set up to be poured off the side of the ship in case the sea turned choppy; oil would coat and calm the water near Carpathia if that happened, making it safer for lifeboats to draw up alongside her. He ordered lights to be rigged along the side of the ship so survivors could see it better, and had nets and ladders rigged along her sides ready to be dropped when they arrived, in order to let as many survivors as possible climb aboard at once.

I don’t know if his making provisions for there still being survivors in the water was optimism or not. I think he knew they were never going to get there in time for that. I think he did it anyway because, god, you have to hope.

Carpathia had three dining rooms, which were immediately converted into triage and first aid stations. Each had a doctor assigned to it. Hot soup, coffee, and tea were prepared in bulk in each dining room, and blankets and warm clothes were collected to be ready to hand out. By this time, many of the passengers were awake–prepping a ship for disaster relief isn’t quiet–and all of them stepped up to help, many donating their own clothes and blankets.

And then he did something I tend to refer to as diverting all power from life support.

Here’s the thing about steamships: They run on steam. Shocking, I know; but that steam powers everything on the ship, and right now, Carpathia needed power. So Rostron turned off hot water and central heating, which bled valuable steam power, to everywhere but the dining rooms–which, of course, were being used to make hot drinks and receive survivors. He woke up all the engineers, all the stokers and firemen, diverted all that steam back into the engines, and asked his ship to go as fast as she possibly could. And when she’d done that, he asked her to go faster.

I need you to understand that you simply can’t push a ship very far past its top speed. Pushing that much sheer tonnage through the water becomes harder with each extra knot past the speed it was designed for. Pushing a ship past its rated speed is not only reckless–it’s difficult to maneuver–but it puts an incredible amount of strain on the engines. Ships are not designed to exceed their top speed by even one knot. They can’t do it. It can’t be done.

Carpathia’s absolute do-or-die, the-engines-can’t-take-this-forever top speed was fourteen knots. Dodging icebergs, in the dark and the cold, surrounded by mist, she sustained a speed of almost seventeen and a half.

No one would have asked this of them. It wasn’t expected. They were almost sixty miles away, with icebergs in their path. They had a responsibility to respond; they did not have a responsibility to do the impossible and do it well. No one would have faulted them for taking more time to confirm the severity of the issue. No one would have blamed them for a slow and cautious approach. No one but themselves.

They damn near broke the laws of physics, galloping north headlong into the dark in the desperate hope that if they could shave an hour, half an hour, five minutes off their arrival time, maybe for one more person those five minutes would make the difference. I say: three people had died by the time they were lifted from the lifeboats. For all we know, in another hour it might have been more. I say they made all the difference in the world.

This ship and her crew received a message from a location they could not hope to reach in under four hours. Just barely over three hours later, they arrived at Titanic’s last known coordinates. Half an hour after that, at 4am, they would finally find the first of the lifeboats. it would take until 8:30 in the morning for the last survivor to be brought onboard. Passengers from Carpathia universally gave up their berths, staterooms, and clothing to the survivors, assisting the crew at every turn and sitting with the sobbing rescuees to offer whatever comfort they could.

In total, 705 people of Titanic’s original 2208 were brought onto Carpathia alive. No other ship would find survivors.

At 12:20am April 15th, 1912, there was a miracle on the North Atlantic. And it happened because a group of humans, some of them strangers, many of them only passengers on a small and unimpressive steam liner, looked at each other and decided: I cannot live with myself if I do anything less.

I think the least we can do is remember them for it.

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I can’t begin to describe how happy and flattered and a little teary I am that this just broke 100k.

I may be the actual only human being on Tumblr with a post this popular that I not only don’t regret making, but am actually HAPPY whenever I notice a surge in its circulation. 

I never intended this to gain any traction at all (you’ll notice there’s no sources or anything–this was a personal ramble, prompted in good humor by a friend after I jokingly said that I wished someone would give me an excuse to cry about Carpathia on Tumblr so I could get it out of my system.) I literally expected to get, like, maybe 20 likes and a reblog, from friends, indulging me in my nonsense.

It just….means a lot to me that it’s touched so many people. I see a lot of tags to the effect of “HOW DARE YOU HURT ME LIKE THIS AND MAKE ME CRY ABOUT A BOAT” that are often really funny, but overwhelmingly the tags on this post are from people saving it for a rainy day, or remarking in a sort of quiet awe that they never even really thought about her role in the story–and God knows I never did, I learned it by complete accident much as most of the people who’ve found this post. 

And so many of you guys are taking strength and reassurance from the reminder not only that people are capable of amazing things together, but simply that kindness matters and that a simple, tiny act of compassion is never wasted. I’m just really glad to have been able to do that for some folks.

If I can just add one personal note. I need to emphasize something I only touched on in the original post.

I need to emphasize that Carpathia failed.

A lot of the tags and comments have a tinge of…despair, or guilt, or wistfulness about things like this happening so rarely. Or inadequacy, or just being overwhelmed or unhappy about not being in a position to step up in a comparable way. And I want to gently bring up the fact that this is still the sinking of the Titanic

They did not get there in time. They did not save the ship. It can be argued that they may not even have saved a single life; we have no way of knowing. This was still a horrific maritime disaster mired in arrogance and incompetence and a lack of care.

If the response to this story shows anything, it shows this: It matters that they tried. 

Even though they got there too late, even though the ship still sank. It matters that they tried. The difference between making the best reasonable speed after confirming the seriousness of the situation, and the miracle they pulled off–it matters. It makes all the difference. Even if it made no difference at all. Not one of you read this and concluded that I was stupid for caring so much when the Titanic still sank and all those people still died.

You don’t have to fix the world. You’ll likely be cold and sick and miserable and testy and scared, and unprepared, and in over your head, and entirely too small to be of any real use. It feels stupid, passing out blankets and coffee in the middle of an ice field knowing what just happened. It’s hard to feel anything but useless when all you can do is tap a wireless transmitter and promise help that you know will come too late.

It matters that they fought for those people. It matters that they cared, and it matters that they tried. It matters that they didn’t stop. If it didn’t matter, you wouldn’t have read this far.

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