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  1. ¿Se abre la ventana, ahora sí, para una macrocausa por las residencias de Ayuso?: “No perderemos la esperanza”

    ¿Se abre la ventana, ahora sí, para una macrocausa por las... #protocolos #de #la #vergüenza #7291 #residencias #ancianos #ayuso #pp #madrid #covid19 #pandemia #Politica

    tardigram.com/m/Politica/t/629

  2. Durant s'any que no anomenam, vàrem fer això: Cerebreco. Un fanzine sense censura.

    Així que alerta que es recomana només per a persones adultes. Es primer (i tots es altres) nombre és aquí

    archive.org/details/cerebreco-

    #fanzine #adult #pandemia #humor

  3. Die Welt der Keime und Seuchen: Podcast-Besuch von Pandemia

    In dieser Folge ist ausnahmsweise alles anders: Franzi und Karl haben Besuch von Laura Salm-Reifferscheidt und Kai Kupferschmidt. Die beiden Wissenschaftsjournalisten bestreiten seit 2020 den Podcast Pandemia, in dem sie regelmäßig Geschichten aus der Welt der Wissenschaft erzählen. Es geht um aktuelle Themen wie das Hanta-Virus – oder die letzte Pest-Epidemie in Wien. In dieser Folge wollen Franzi und Karl wissen: Was begeistert Kai und Laura an der Welt der Keime? Was sind gute Pandemia-Geschichten und wie findet man sie? Jedes mal versuchen die zwei, spannende Geschichten mit intensiven Recherchen und dem großen Ganzen zu verbinden: Wie entsteht gesichertes Wissen, wo liegen Untersicherheiten und wie verändert Forschung die Welt? Zuletzt ein Teaser: Auch Franzi und Karl werden demnächst bei Pandemia zu Gast sein. Wenn ihr diesen Besuch nicht verpassen wollt, folgt am besten Pandemia dort, wo ihr gerne Podcasts hört. Episodenbild: AstroGeo / Pandemia

    astrogeo.de/die-welt-der-keime

  4. Hablábamos español y él respondía en política

    No escribo esto porque Jaimito sea un hijueputa.

    Tampoco porque yo sea una víctima.

    Lo escribo porque después de cuarenta y dos años viendo gente, uno empieza a notar patrones.

    Y algunos patrones cansan.

    Conocí a Jaimito hace años.

    Trabajamos juntos.

    Compartimos proyectos.

    Favores.

    Trasteos.

    Conversaciones.

    Tiempo.

    Lo ayudé cuando pude.

    Me ayudó cuando pudo.

    Como cualquier amistad normal entre dos obreros del audiovisual intentando sobrevivir en un país donde la estabilidad laboral parece una leyenda urbana.

    El problema nunca fue la amistad.

    El problema fue que con el tiempo descubrí que hablábamos idiomas distintos.

    Yo hablaba español.

    Él respondía en política.

    Yo hablaba de una mesa hecha con una señal de PARE.

    Terminábamos hablando de presidentes.

    Yo hablaba de trabajo.

    Terminábamos hablando de gobiernos.

    Yo hablaba de clientes.

    Terminábamos hablando de reformas.

    Yo hablaba de personas.

    Terminábamos hablando de ideologías.

    Y así durante años.

    Al principio uno debate.

    Después escucha.

    Luego sonríe.

    Finalmente se cansa.

    No porque el otro piense distinto.

    Porque cualquier conversación termina secuestrada por la misma obsesión.

    Llegó un momento en que ya no importaba el tema.

    Todo desembocaba en política.

    Todo tenía un culpable.

    Todo tenía una explicación ideológica.

    Todo tenía un enemigo.

    Y yo cada vez estaba más lejos de esa película.

    La plandemia me dejó muchas cosas.

    Una de ellas fue una profunda desconfianza hacia las certezas absolutas.

    Vi expertos equivocarse.

    Vi gobiernos equivocarse.

    Vi periodistas equivocarse.

    Vi conspiranoicos equivocarse.

    Vi gente inteligente actuar como idiota.

    Y vi idiotas convencidos de ser genios.

    Después de sobrevivir a todo eso me quedó muy poco entusiasmo para volver a meterme en trincheras políticas.

    Mientras otros discutían candidatos, yo estaba intentando pagar facturas.

    Mientras otros discutían reformas, yo estaba operando cámara.

    Mientras otros discutían revoluciones, yo estaba digitalizando VHS.

    Mientras otros discutían el futuro del país, yo estaba intentando sobrevivir el presente.

    Y aquí aparece otro fenómeno.

    La distancia entre el relato y la realidad.

    Durante años escuché historias.

    Planes.

    Negocios.

    Contactos.

    Oportunidades.

    Viajes.

    Promesas.

    Emprendimientos.

    Canadá.

    México.

    La ONU.

    Fortunas futuras.

    Y con el tiempo aprendí algo maravilloso:

    La realidad siempre llega a cobrar.

    Jaimito estudió administración de algo.

    Ya ni me acuerdo exactamente de qué era la vaina.

    Lo que sí recuerdo perfectamente era la promesa.

    En aquella época parecía que estaba a semanas de convertirse en el Bill Gates de las EPS.

    Iba a dejar el audiovisual.

    Iba a forrarse.

    Iba a despegar.

    Años después seguíamos sobreviviendo en el mismo planeta.

    Luego llegaron los negocios.

    El café.

    El bar.

    Las oportunidades.

    Los emprendimientos.

    Las ideas brillantes.

    Los proyectos espectaculares.

    Siempre había algo a punto de ocurrir.

    Siempre.

    Y después aparecía una pequeña dificultad llamada realidad.

    Mi favorita sigue siendo la época de los viajes.

    Diciembre de 2021.

    Escuché que uno se iba para Canadá.

    Escuché que otro se iba para México.

    La forma en que lo contaban hacía pensar que ya tenían las maletas listas y el pasabordo en la mano.

    Estamos varios años después.

    Sigo esperando.

    Mi mamá incluso propuso una teoría más razonable.

    Que de pronto México era un barrio de Funza.

    Canadá todavía no aparece en el mapa.

    Después llegó la ONU.

    Durante una grabación en plena plandemia parecía que algunos estaban a dos llamadas de convertirse en diplomáticos internacionales.

    Años después una funcionaria me llamó para trabajar.

    Ni siquiera sabía quién era.

    No tenía guardado el contacto.

    No tenía estrategia.

    No tenía networking.

    Solo sonó el teléfono.

    Necesitaban camarógrafo.

    Acepté.

    Trabajé.

    Cobré.

    Fin de la historia.

    Cuando lo conté, apareció otra vez el relato.

    — Yo tengo a las de la ONU.

    Claro.

    Cómo no.

    El problema es que para entonces ya vivía conmigo una criatura especial.

    El mono de los platillos.

    🐒🥁🥁🥁

    No siempre estuvo ahí.

    Fue entrenado.

    Pacientemente.

    Con años de exposición a promesas, contactos, discursos, ideologías, negocios milagrosos y relatos extraordinarios.

    Al principio discutía.

    Después analizaba.

    Ahora simplemente escucha.

    Y toca.

    Cada vez que alguien anuncia una revolución personal.

    Cada vez que alguien está a punto de volverse millonario.

    Cada vez que alguien conoce a medio planeta.

    Cada vez que alguien va a cambiar su vida para siempre.

    El mono toca.

    Y espera.

    Espera seis meses.

    Un año.

    Dos años.

    Y luego revisa los resultados.

    No por maldad.

    Por método científico.

    Porque la realidad suele hablar más bajito que las promesas.

    Con el tiempo descubrí algo incómodo.

    La mayoría de las personas no miente.

    La mayoría exagera.

    Se cuentan una versión optimista de sí mismas.

    Y luego terminan creyéndola.

    Por eso dejé de discutir.

    No necesito demostrar que alguien está equivocado.

    El tiempo hace ese trabajo gratis.

    También descubrí otra cosa.

    Jamás he visto a un político pagarme una factura.

    Jamás he visto a un político cargarme una cámara.

    Jamás he visto a un político rescatarme un proyecto.

    Jamás he visto a un político digitalizarme un VHS.

    Los que han hecho eso han sido personas normales.

    Clase obrera.

    Gente que madruga.

    Gente que trabaja.

    Gente que también llega cansada a la casa.

    Por eso siempre me pareció absurdo que personas que viven prácticamente la misma vida terminaran convertidas en enemigos por defender políticos que jamás los llamarían por teléfono.

    Nunca entendí esa necesidad.

    Y mientras más años pasan, menos la entiendo.

    Jamás pondría un presidente por encima de una amistad.

    Jamás pondría una campaña por encima de una persona.

    Jamás.

    Porque después de las elecciones la vida sigue.

    Las facturas siguen.

    Los trabajos siguen.

    Los problemas siguen.

    Y la clase obrera sigue siendo clase obrera.

    Lo más curioso es que muchos de los que me trataban como exagerado terminaron haciendo cosas parecidas a las mías.

    Cerrar redes.

    Reducir ruido.

    Alejarse de discusiones inútiles.

    Buscar tranquilidad.

    No porque yo tuviera razón.

    Porque el agotamiento eventualmente alcanza a todo el mundo.

    Y quizá ahí está el centro de esta historia.

    No me cansé de Jaimito.

    Me cansé del ruido.

    Me cansé de las campañas eternas.

    Me cansé de las promesas recicladas.

    Me cansé de los relatos imposibles.

    Me cansé de los vendehumos.

    Me cansé de los algoritmos.

    Me cansé de la competencia imaginaria.

    Me cansé de la necesidad permanente de aparentar.

    Y cuando uno se cansa de todo eso, empieza a valorar algo muy simple.

    Los hechos.

    El cliente llamó o no llamó.

    El proyecto salió o no salió.

    El pago llegó o no llegó.

    El avión despegó o no despegó.

    Todo lo demás es conversación.

    Y a mis cuarenta y dos años ya escuché suficiente conversación para varias vidas.

    Por eso observo más de lo que discuto.

    Porque descubrí algo que me habría ahorrado muchos dolores de cabeza:

    La realidad no necesita que uno la defienda.

    La realidad siempre termina hablando sola.

    ¡Jaimito y Diegote nunca volverán a verse!

    @elmandelacamara

    Operario de cámara. Cansado, obsoleto, observador y guardando silencio.

    Después de cuarenta y dos años, el mono de los platillos tenía razón.

    Nota del autor:

    El nombre de los personajes ha sido cambiado para proteger a las víctimas.

    #amistades #audiovisual #Bogotá #camarógrafo #claseObrera #Colombia #crónicas #crónicasDeUnObservador #desencanto #Diegote #elMonoDeLosPlatillos #emprendimiento #ensayos #freelance #humorNegro #ironía #Jaimito #memorias #observaciónSocial #operadorDeCámara #pandemia #polarización #politica #postpandemia #promesas #realidad #redesSociales #trabajoIndependiente #vendehumos
  5. On the Andes Virus outbreak, here's what seems to be known at this point:

    There is an "International Hantavirus Society" that studies hantaviruses. The variant we are concerned with is called the "Andes" variant, and unlike other hantaviruses, this one can spread person-to-person.

    Before this variant, a person could only get sick by throwing into the air the dust from rodent poop - by sweeping up a dusty barn with a broom, for instance, or cleaning a basement, or disturbing any dark corner where mouse or rat poop accumulated - and in the process inhaling virus particles thrown into the air and become airborne, able to enter the nasal passage and lungs. Or by touching dirty cleaning equipment, rags, or floors, getting the virus on the hands or face, or tracking it into the house on shoes, etc.

    This Andes variant is different. You catch this variant from a person. It is airborne, aerosolized - it hangs and floats through the air like measles, chickenpox, flu, or covid. And you catch it the same way you catch a cold, or flu, or covid: an infected person exhales, and you then inhale their infected air.

    Most of what's known about the Andes virus is from a 2018 outbreak in Patagonia (hence the name "Andes") which led to 34 cases and 11 deaths. The International Hantavirus Society issued an important statement on May 8th, referencing that outbreak, making these points:
    • The precise timing of infectiousness remains incompletely defined.
    • Infected persons may be infectious/contagious before symptoms develop.
    • The 2018 outbreak had an R0 of 2.1 before strict quarantine measures were enforced (this is similar to Ebola. Measles, in contrast, has an R0 of 12-18, smallpox and polio R0 of 5-7)
    • Multiple person-to-person transmissions occurred without close contact
    • "On the basis of both the epidemiologic and genomic investigations of person-to-person transmission events, it appears that inhalation of aerosolized virions appear to have been the routes of infection."
    • Symptoms can appear up to eight weeks after exposure to an infectious person.
    • Initial symptoms are often mild and flu-like in the early stage. An infected person is *most* infectious during this early stage.
    • Following the "Superspreader Study" (the study of the 2018 outbreak) the UK classified the Andes Virus as an "Airborne High Consequence Infectious Disease" (HCID).
    • Current hantavirus tests can detect the viral RNA in a *symptomatic patient only,* beginning on the first day of symptoms. Tests will not detect the infection before symptoms appear, meaning that a person infected with hantavirus will test negative for the entire duration of the incubation period - possibly eight weeks - until symptom onset. This is important. The International Hantavirus Society emphasized: “A negative PCR result early after exposure should therefore NOT be interpreted as excluding later infection.”

    It looks like 176 people were on board the ship, including passengers and crew, from 29 countries. Thirty people disembarked in St. Helena on 24 April, when the ship stopped to transport to hospital the sickened wife of her husband who had died 13 days earlier. Two days later this woman died. She was symptomatic and most certainly infectious for several days at least, before leaving the ship. It is unknown who may have been infected by her, and may now be incubating the virus. The wave of cases that have so far emerged are likely from contact with her husband who died on 11 April. Given the incubation period is typically 2-8 weeks, we probably haven’t even seen the start of cases from those who came into contact with his wife. Symptoms may not emerge until mid-June.

    The 146 people who remained on the ship have since returned to their home countries. Once home they will be subject to their own country's protocols.

    #AndesVirus #Hantavirus #Pandemia

    "We're now at 10 confirmed cased from the ship, which aligns with the prior outbreak dynamics: one person infecting many, no close contact required."
    removepaywalls.com/https://www

    Links to sources and more:

    zenodo.org/records/20075274

    nejm.org/doi/full/10.1056/NEJM

    who.int/emergencies/disease-ou

    edition.cnn.com/2026/05/08/hea

    gov.uk/guidance/high-consequen

    gov.uk/guidance/andes-hantavir

    itv.com/news/2026-05-07/passen

    cdc.gov/media/releases/2026/20

    bbc.com/news/live/cy592qeq071t

    archive.ph/uImkH

    who.int/emergencies/disease-ou

    reuters.com/business/healthcar

    thelancet.com/journals/laninf/

    how it's going (potentially infected travelers working to spread it worldwide)

    metro.co.uk/2026/05/13/hantavi

    jacquelinesweet.substack.com/p

    blog roundups

    patreon.com/posts/hantavirus-c

    tactnowinfo.substack.com/p/and

    lilscience.substack.com/p/the-

    patreon.com/posts/hantavirus-o

    about misinfo
    mediamatters.org/coronavirus-c

  6. Ykkösaamussa keskustellaan parhaillaan tästä #Nipah-viruksesta otsakkeella "Onko tämä seuraava #korona?"

    Olli Vapalahti onneksi sanoi, että tuskin on.

    Mutta kyseessä on hyvin vakava ja kuollettava tauti, jota Intiassa on - ilmeisimmin taas - rypäksiä.

    #zoonoosi #zoonoosit #virus #virukset #Intia #lepakko #lepakot #pandemia #epidemia #sairaus #sairastaminen #tauti #NipahVirus #NiV

    who.int/news-room/fact-sheets/

  7. Stuck in the Filter: May 2025’s Angry Misses

    By Kenstrosity


    Every day we toil, rain or shine, to find you the semi-finest ore of the month. Lately, though, it’s been mostly rain. Leaks abound, uniforms are soaked to the bone, the chutes are slick and slippery. We must continue, however, to provide for the masses!

    Unfortunately, we don’t have any resources to keep anything dry in this godforsaken place. I hope you like your Filter nuggets soggy!

    Kenstrosity’s Meanest Meanies

    Death Whore // Blood Washes Everything Away [May 16th, 2025 – Self-Release]

    Hailing from Nancy, France, crust/death newcomers Death Whore unleashed what is surely one of the meanest records of the year so far. A debut capable of humbling some of the better releases by far more seasoned acts, Blood Washes Everything Away is a nonstop cavalcade of stank-face, bone-shattering riffs. From the onset of vicious onslaught “Inhaling the Dead,” to the stomp and swerve that is the massive “Infernal Terror Machine” and “None Are Forgotten,” to the blistering and evil “12 Worm Wounds,” Death Whore crafted 11 brutally addictive, but smart and lean cuts guaranteed to snap necks. They allow only the sharpest hooks to imbue accessibility to this killer material, but make no sacrifice to the filthy, crust-laden tones and textures determined to pummel and paste (“Noyé dans le sang,” “Motorthroat ’79,” “Savage Aesthetic Revenge”). Throw in a refreshing message criticizing late-stage capitalistic trends, worldwide misappropriation of wealth by the elite class, and the futility of hard work in the modern era for those struggling to meet their basic needs (“You Owe Me a Living”), and you’ve got a record after my heart. I can already tell that I’m going to regret not saving Blood Washes Everything Away from Filter relegation by the time this publishes, but don’t let my transgression in this matter stop you from enjoying of deep Death Whore.

    Executionist // Sacrament of the Sick [May 16th, 2025 – Self-Release]

    West Virginian death thrashers Executionist were not on my radar. First off, I am, historically, very picky when it comes to thrash. It slaps when it slaps and leaves me cold when it doesn’t. Lately, though, I’ve been digging the style more and more, and Executionist’s particularly meaty take on Kreator WIOLENCE has my attention thoroughly affixed. With debut LP Sacrament of the Sick, Executionist bring on the riffs, but elevate them with blackened tremolos, rabid barks, and an immense bass tone. Opener proper “Edge of Annihilation” pulls no punches, but only hints at the quality held beyond. There’s an almost At the Gates-like sense of melody here, one which works in tandem with deadly riffs and blackened char instead of as a mere surface-level decoration (“Wheels of War,” “Divided We Stand… United We Fall”). While Sacrament of the Sick relies heavily on the long form for its song structures, creating a spot of bloat, there’s usually something memorable and interesting to keep me invested in the story from beginning to end (“Thy Kingdom Come,” “Sacrament of the Sick”). With just a little tightening of the screws, Executionist could easily become the next big name in thrash. Until then, rest easy knowing Sacrament of the Sick is a worthy contender on its own merits.

    Thus Spoke’s Shiny Scraps

    Ghost Bath // Rose Thorn Necklace [May 9th, 2025 – Nuclear Blast]

    DSBM is a genre of necessity tied to a particular mood, and it’s not a happy one. In spite—or perhaps because—of this,1 it’s one I usually enjoy. Ghost Bath’s take on this particular type of misery music has fluctuated between more black metal and more post, and I personally found it never quite stuck. Rose Thorn Necklace, however, has kept me coming back for repeated mope sessions for weeks. It’s still recognisably Ghost Bath thanks to those same echoing howls that lurch into voiceless high-pitched wails (“Well, I Tried Drowning”), and a familiarity about the bitter refrains. But synths now play a prominent role in driving melody2 both dreamy (“Grotesque Display,” “Throat Cancer”) and uncomfortably upbeat (“Vodka Butterfly”), as things swing back in the direction of post-leaning DSBM. Layered strums lace into pessimistic chord swings and scream-resonant atmoblack (title, track, “Dandelion Tea,” “Stamen and Pistil”), sometimes recalling Harakiri for the Sky. It manages to be pretty, in that characteristically depressing way, as minor melodies bleed into blackened tantrums (“Well, I Tried Drowning”) or ride on synths as harrowing screams narrate (“Throat Cancer”). The snippets of coughing (“Dandelion Tea”), sobbing (“Vodka Butterfly”), and sirens (“Throat Cancer”) are par for the course, but still very effective, and the ending duo “Needles” and the horribly—but brilliantly—named “Throat Cancer” is kind of…genuinely lovely in a really gross, demoralising sense. I’m converted.

    ClarkKent’s Bestial Beats

    Animalize // Verminateur [May 23, 2025 – Dying Victims Productions]

    While the album cover might not inspire confidence, make no mistake, Animalize is worthy of your attention. On their sophomore album, Verminateur, these Frenchmen bring youth and energy to the old school speed and traditional metal scene. They mix up mid-tempo tunes with high-octane thrash, and even throw in a lovely piano ballad for good measure (“Priere de Remords”). On tracks like “Chevel Astral” and “Au Jugement de Soi” you can hear influences ranging from Accept to Def Leppard, while the lightning-fast “Verminateur” sounds like a blast from Judas Priest’s Painkiller. Front man Coyote brings plenty of charm, ranging from excitedly shrill to cool-headed, all while executing some well-timed “oohs” and infectious laughter here and there. Fortunately, he doesn’t carry all of the weight. Jessman and RattleGab keep the riffs spicy throughout, ensuring Animalize never phones it in, while Lynx’s drumming adds some much-needed heft. The songwriting is nice and tight, allowing the album to clock in at a tidy 36 minutes. As good as each song is, the icing on the cake is “Envahisseurs,” which will end up as a strong candidate for song of the year. It brings a killer riff and thrilling energy that’s sure to get the Statue of Liberty to drop her torch and make some devil horns.

    Owlswald’s Feathered Echoes

    Pandemia // Darkened Devotion [May 16th, 2025 – Hammerheart Records]

    After a decade between releases, Czech death metal veterans Pandemia burst back onto the scene with their sixth full-length, Darkened Devotion. Still channeling the menacing souls of legends like Vader and Immolation, Darkened Devotion marks a significant yet successful pivot towards a more accessible sound for Pandemia. Delivering bone-crushingly heavy and succinct songs that are both memorable and easily palatable, Pandemia haven’t lost their edge—they’ve simply refined it. From “Nightmare Paradox’s” gut-punching, wicked riffing to “Catalepsy’s” gratifying, atmospheric thrash-inspired arpeggiations, every part of Darkened Devotion feels focused and tastefully executed. New drummer Jake Bayer (Cutterred Flesh) is an absolute beast, shaping Darkened Devotion’s mammoth backbone with thunderous rapid-fire double bass runs (“Blessed, Blessed Oblivion,” “Depths”), intricate tom fills (“The Pallor of Detest,” “The Wretched Dance”) and precision blasts (“Nighttime Paradox,” “A Sea to Breathe In”). Returning guitarist Alex Marek—last heard on 2005’s Riven—unleashes a barrage of infectious shredding that makes headbanging involuntary. Jaroslav “Jarda” Friedrich’s bass and Jikra Krš’s vocals complement Bayer and Marek’s authority with angry drawls and guttural, gravely growls. The album’s overall tone is immense, effortlessly engulfing listeners into its nocturnal anxieties with ease. With Darkened Devotion, Pandemia have forged a refined and brutal auditory feast that genuinely took me by surprise. Embrace the darkness.

    Killjoy’s Dreamy Delights

    Asthénie // Iridescence [May 5th, 2025 – Self-Release]

    Iridescence is literally a colorful piece of music. Named after the naturally occurring phenomenon of an object appearing to change colors, Asthénie assigned a different color to each of these five songs. The guitars are the main focus here—whether with a glimmer (“Mélèze”) or a shimmer (“Indigo”), they brilliantly showcase the prettier side of post metal. Hardcore-tinged screams boldly accentuate the guitars’ vibrant hues, providing heft and urgency. Somewhat ironically, “Gris” (meaning grey) takes up the most time at 11 minutes and is the most developed contrast between the calm and furious. At only 35 minutes in total, Iridescence passes like a beautiful breeze with little fluff or filler. While by no means necessary, some clean vocals could potentially add even more color to a future release. Though this is not the first instance this year of a post-black record patterned after various wavelengths in the visible light spectrum, Iridescence is resplendent in its own right.

    Au Clair de Lune // In the Wake of Dusk [May 16th, 2025 – Self-Release]

    Moonlight and bodies of water share an intrinsic artistic bond. There’s something deeply enchanting about a celestial, ghostly source of illumination amidst a dark, murky setting. Leonard Sinaguglia’s blackgaze project Au Clair de Lune aurally combines these two aesthetics via dreamy, floaty guitars and synths akin to Autumn Nostalgie and, of course, Alcest’s Écailles de Lune. At times, the melodies are smooth and glassy like the surface of a lake (“Echoing Silhouettes,” “Neon Dusk”). Other times, they’re upbeat and catchy as a rip current (“Anaemoia,” “Distant Glow”). The principal vocal style is a mild rasp, more for flavor than heaviness, though Falyriae adds her airy singing voice on occasion. Although the track order and overall pacing usually find a good balance between the atmospheric parts and the punchy parts, the longer track lengths make In the Wake of Dusk feel a bit fluffy in places. But even so, Au Clair de Lune provides a satisfying and transportative experience to an unearthly realm.

    Dolphin Whisperer’s Dusky Deposition

    Slumbering Sun // Starmony [May 9th, 2025 – Self Release]

    Music is the closest thing we have to magic in this world. When a great song or a great album graces your ears, it’s a clean sweep to any combo the head, heart, and gyrating body. Such was the case with Lone Star Doomsters Slumbering Sun and their debut release The Ever-Living Fire back in 2023. With a fragile heart in one hand and a fat riff in the other, their take on the kind of sadboi doom you’d hear in bands like Warning or early Pallbearer struck me deep. On Starmony, much of the same elements return: growling bass underpinning stadium-sized riffs, Ozzy-like vocals that bustle with a modern emotion and charisma, and a posty playfulness that allows long-form compositions to swell and soar. The only trouble is that it takes a couple songs for Starmony to settle into that same form of riffed-out hypnosis, with the one-two intro of “Together Forever” and “Keep It a Secret” sounding like the middle drive of a live set rather than the start of an introspective journey. But with the violin-assisted weeping catharsis of “Midsommar Night’s Dream” and “Wanderlust,” the waltzing melody of “Danse Macabre,” and the Thin Lizzy-styled dueling leads of “The Tower,” Slumbering Sun again finds a monstrous groove in hopeful and hammering songcraft. And, of course, if you get a chance to catch this act live like I did, just a few days before The Dolphlet emerged, you’ll fall extra prey to the kinds of doomy incantations that Slumbering Sun conjures with their mystic-minded compositions. In fat riffs we trust, and in sorrowful hearts we linger.

    Tyme’s Tragic Tones

    Enterré Vivant // 悪罪 (Akuzaï) [May 26th, 2025 – Antiq]

    Comprised of French multi-instrumentalist Erroiak and vocalist Sakrifiss—whose 25-year residency in Japan heavily influences the music—depressive black metallers Enterré Vivant’s3 third album, Akuzaï, blew me away. My DSBM bar was set long ago by Shining‘s unfuckwithable V: Halmstad, and yet Akuzaï has come along to give it a run for its money. Centered around 10 Buddhist sins, Akuzaï relates the experiences of Japanese civilians and victims during the Second World War. From the emotionally charged cover photo depicting a mother breastfeeding her newborn shortly after the bombing of Nagasaki,4 to the haunting interludes and shimmering, melancholic melodies within, Akuzaï melds traditional, tremolo-picked guitars and icy vocals ala Summoning and Emperor (“Sesshô,” “Shin’i”) with Moonsorrow-esque keys, Japanese-influenced flutes and violins, along with ghostly moaning howls to create its depressive atmospheres. Transitioning from the twisted croaks of interlude “Waraguchi,” album highlight “Jain” begins with mournful pianos and a pensive, tremolo-picked lead before crashing forth in waves of crushingly cascading chords and Sakrifiss’ tortured screams, its eight and a half minutes awash in black metal sadness. By the time the wails of a suffering child floated in around the seven-and-a-half-minute mark, my arms had broken out in goosebumps, and my heart was fucking broken. Offering yet another lens through which to view the torturous horrors of war, Akuzaï is harrowing, relentless, and not to be missed.

    #2025 #Accept #Alcest #AmericanMetal #Animalize #Asthénie #AtTheGates #AtmosphericBlackMetal #AuClaireDeLune #AutumnNostalgie #Blackgaze #BloodWashesEverythingAway #Crust #CutterredFlesh #CzechMetal #DarkenedDevotion #DeathMetal #DeathWhore #DefLeppard #DoomMetal #DSBM #DyingVictimsProductions #Emperor #EnterréVivant #Executionist #Falyriae #FrenchMetal #GhostBath #HammerheartRecords #HarakiriForTheSky #Hardcore #HeavyMetal #Immolation #InTheWakeOfDusk #Iridescence #ItalianMetal #JudasPriest #Kreator #May25 #MelodicBlackMetal #MelodicDeathMetal #Moonsorrow #NuclearBlast #Pallbearer #Pandemia #PostBlackMetal #PostMetal #Review #Reviews #RoseThornNecklace #SacramentOfTheSick #SelfRelease #Shining #SlumberingSun #Starmony #StuckInTheFilter #StuckInTheFilter2025 #Summoning #ThinLizzy #ThrashMetal #Vader #Verminateur #Warning #悪罪Akuzaï_

  8. Un post filo #Trump e #QAnon dichiara che #Fauci avrebbe dichiarato in un video di aver deciso le restrizioni per la #Pandemia in modo arbitrario. #Empirico non significa questo: significa basato sulle evidenze fisiche e fattuali

    Per dettagli: bufale.net/il-video-di-fauci-s

  9. Opowiadania:
    »Aleksandra Janusz „Mrówki w Złotych Tarasach”«

    Niniejsze opowiadanie jest dziełem fikcji. W celach dramatycznych poczyniłam kilka założeń dotyczących technologii i robotyki, które nie muszą być zgodne z jej obecnym poziomem. Pandemia, która pojawia się w moich tekstach z tamtego okresu, przyszła niecały rok później i na szczęście nie osiągnęła rozmiarów katastrof znanych z fikcji – chociaż czasem było trudno.
    fahrenheit.net.pl/literatura/o

    #Fahrenheit_zin #opowiadanie #literatura #AleksandraJanusz #FenixAntologia #pandemia #technologia #robotyka

  10. La aparición de enfermedades zoonóticas es uno de los efectos de la llamada #pandemia #ambiental, acelerada y/o causada por actividades humanas.

    diario16plus.com/el-deseo-huma

    Artículo: La paradoja de la pérdida de biodiversidad y la aparición de nuevas formas de vida, ligadas a efectos antrópicos (PDF): dialnet.unirioja.es/descarga/a

    Revista Astrágalo: revistascientificas.us.es/inde

  11. Uno d indicadores del buen estado de un ecosistema es el d sus grandes depredadores.
    A izquierda tienen Udes.tres crías d #linceiberico
    A finales de marzo de 2020
    mientras todo era muerte, enfermedad y desolación por la #pandemia,nacieron ocho crías de tres hembras en el centro de conservación #ElAcebuche en #Doñana
    Estuvo a punto d desaparecer y quizás el lince ibérico se vaya con #Doñana tb
    Los linces no votan como diría #DiarioDeSevilla
    Son Udes. los q deben votar por ellos.Si quieren,claro.

  12. A notícia que partilho abaixo, não me surpreende e já no tempo da #Pandemia e, até antes, vários conhecidos meus já não vendiam a grandes superfícies mas sim a pequenos #supermercados, mini-mercados, #mercearias e pequenos #vendedores de #mercados e/ou #feiras. Conheço pelo menos um que comprou uma carrinha e contratou um motorista que apenas faz isto e que conseguiu não só suportar estes novos custos como duplicar os lucros.

    Esta reportagem não fala de que essas grandes cadeias de distribuição fazem "promoções" não acordadas com quem produz e depois no pagamento final (muitas vezes com prazos superiores a 90 dias) imputam esses "custos", bem como outros, como os "de produtos estragados no processo de armazenamento" ou "os não vendidos" (mas também não devolvidos aos produtores).

    O tal que acima referi, apenas foi um ano fornecedor exclusivo de uma grande cadeia de distribuição (antes era de várias e conforme o preço que lhe faziam), processo esse em que lhe garantiram um preço que lhe pareceu competitivo e superior ao que detinha anteriormente. O que não lhe falaram foi do que referi no anterior parágrafo e este acabou o ano de 2019 com 50% da facturação esperada e numa situação muito complicada.

    Este não só deixou de vender às grandes cadeias de distribuição como conseguiu (apesar de todas as adversidades) as superar no ano seguinte. Esta resiliência levou também que este abandonasse progressivamente quase todos os químicos e o levasse a adoptar uma produção mais biológica, com o apoio de uma associação do sector a que aderiu, após o meu conselho.

    Estas grandes empresas de distribuição associadas a uma conhecida confederação de agricultores enganam os seus associados e pior com a cumplicidade desta promovem as suas supostas campanhas de fidelização que não são mais do que o prenúncio da destruição do sector agrícola nomeadamente o de produção vegetal em Portugal. Aliás esta confederação está literalmente na vanguarda da destruição de tudo o que não seja produção de carne e de cereais e pretende lucrar com a intermediação dos ainda centenas de milhões de euros de fundos comunitários que a #UE envia para #Portugal num processo de agiotagem permitido pelas autoridades portuguesas.

    A única que promove preços competitivos e regras transparentes e justas, não impondo as tais práticas que referi atrás é o #LIDL (resalvo que desconheço as políticas das cadeias #ALDI e #Mercadona) e, por isso é que podemos encontrar muitos produtos portugueses e relativamente frescos nessa cadeia de supermercados.

    Refiro que, numa perspectiva de consumidor de 100% de produtos vegetais frescos, que o Pingo Doce é de longe a cadeia que tem produtos vegetais que muitas vezes apodreceram no meu frigorífico, algumas vezes apenas horas após a sua compra, denotando que alguma coisa se passa ou passou no processo de armazenamento ou de venda desses produtos, ao ponto de eu achar que o tempo de armazenamento superou em muito o que esses produtos poderiam suportar. Este facto levou a que na nossa casa não comprassemos produtos vegetais frescos dessa cadeia específica de distribuição pelas razões apontadas.

    #distribuição #produtosvegetais #vegan #vegetariano #agrobio #pingodoce #continente #sonae #jeronimomartins #agricultores #agricultura #producaoagricola #producao #agricultura #mundorural #portugal

    sicnoticias.pt/pais/2023-03-15

  13. A notícia que partilho abaixo, não me surpreende e já no tempo da #Pandemia e, até antes, vários conhecidos meus já não vendiam a grandes superfícies mas sim a pequenos #supermercados, mini-mercados, #mercearias e pequenos #vendedores de #mercados e/ou #feiras. Conheço pelo menos um que comprou uma carrinha e contratou um motorista que apenas faz isto e que conseguiu não só suportar estes novos custos como duplicar os lucros.

    Esta reportagem não fala de que essas grandes cadeias de distribuição fazem "promoções" não acordadas com quem produz e depois no pagamento final (muitas vezes com prazos superiores a 90 dias) imputam esses "custos", bem como outros, como os "de produtos estragados no processo de armazenamento" ou "os não vendidos" (mas também não devolvidos aos produtores).

    O tal que acima referi, apenas foi um ano fornecedor exclusivo de uma grande cadeia de distribuição (antes era de várias e conforme o preço que lhe faziam), processo esse em que lhe garantiram um preço que lhe pareceu competitivo e superior ao que detinha anteriormente. O que não lhe falaram foi do que referi no anterior parágrafo e este acabou o ano de 2019 com 50% da facturação esperada e numa situação muito complicada.

    Este não só deixou de vender às grandes cadeias de distribuição como conseguiu (apesar de todas as adversidades) as superar no ano seguinte. Esta resiliência levou também que este abandonasse progressivamente quase todos os químicos e o levasse a adoptar uma produção mais biológica, com o apoio de uma associação do sector a que aderiu, após o meu conselho.

    Estas grandes empresas de distribuição associadas a uma conhecida confederação de agricultores enganam os seus associados e pior com a cumplicidade desta promovem as suas supostas campanhas de fidelização que não são mais do que o prenúncio da destruição do sector agrícola nomeadamente o de produção vegetal em Portugal. Aliás esta confederação está literalmente na vanguarda da destruição de tudo o que não seja produção de carne e de cereais e pretende lucrar com a intermediação dos ainda centenas de milhões de euros de fundos comunitários que a #UE envia para #Portugal num processo de agiotagem permitido pelas autoridades portuguesas.

    A única que promove preços competitivos e regras transparentes e justas, não impondo as tais práticas que referi atrás é o #LIDL (resalvo que desconheço as políticas das cadeias #ALDI e #Mercadona) e, por isso é que podemos encontrar muitos produtos portugueses e relativamente frescos nessa cadeia de supermercados.

    Refiro que, numa perspectiva de consumidor de 100% de produtos vegetais frescos, que o Pingo Doce é de longe a cadeia que tem produtos vegetais que muitas vezes apodreceram no meu frigorífico, algumas vezes apenas horas após a sua compra, denotando que alguma coisa se passa ou passou no processo de armazenamento ou de venda desses produtos, ao ponto de eu achar que o tempo de armazenamento superou em muito o que esses produtos poderiam suportar. Este facto levou a que na nossa casa não comprassemos produtos vegetais frescos dessa cadeia específica de distribuição pelas razões apontadas.

    #distribuição #produtosvegetais #vegan #vegetariano #agrobio #pingodoce #continente #sonae #jeronimomartins #agricultores #agricultura #producaoagricola #producao #agricultura #mundorural #portugal

    sicnoticias.pt/pais/2023-03-15