Slunkopunk - Terka

Lidé Čumblru,

žádám vaši pomoc. Jen tak pro zábavu jsem začala překládat jednu českou fantasy - možná ji někdo zná - a to Naslouchače od Petry Stehlíkové. Narazila jsem však na problém přeložení názvu samotného

Naslouchač abyste chápali je:

sklenit je magický kámen a sklenař je ten co ho dokáže těžit (z nějakého důvodu původem Rumun?) - autorka bere hodně slov z rumunštiny takže turnul je prostě rumunsky věž a retea = síť. Ale už dost vysvětlivek.

Mělo by to být:

Listener? to podle mě nezní dostatečně mysteriózně

pak mě napadlo Eavesdropper, což zní sice lépe ale naopak se to trochu vymiká významu. "Odposlouchávač" jaksi nepasuje

Třetí možností je Hearkener (čteno Harkener), hearken je prý archaické slovo pro “hear” což by významu odpovídalo, obávám se ale. že to nebude dostatečně pochopitelné a může se jevit složitěji na vyslovení.

Anglicky mluvící obyvatelstvo nepochopí to hluboké pouto, které mezi sebou mají Češi a neoficiální rozlišování mezi i a y výškou tónu hlasu.

she's a hero. she should dump her west brit "friends" and become friends with me instead

Trans lidem by se v češtině mělo říkat "přechodníci"

Oh damn the Catholics have joined in on the war against AI "art".

When I think of solar punk, I think of my grandparents. I think there are many approaches and solutions to solar punk depending on where you live, the climate, rural or urban, land availability, budget and so on.

But for me, I remember my grandparents and I think it is crucial to gather the knowledge of our elders and let it feed into the new we create. Both were farmers and extremely resourceful. Long before my mother was born, and while our country was still under British rule, they had tried to live in the city as labourers. It was the modern thing to do in a colony, leave what was called the primitive life of huts, farming, animal herding and hunting behind and instead contributing to the colonial project. It goes without saying that this project was extremely racist that they were destined to be labourers for the rest of their lives. They both hated it.

In the city, my grandfather had done several manual jobs including working in an industrial bakery and working in a sausage factory, which lead to him never eating sausage again. My grandmother worked as a cook and housemaid for an Indian family (above Africans in the colonial construct) and found it demeaning. She had two miscarriages during this time.

It was then that they decided to turn their backs on the city and return to the village. For many this would have symbolized a step back, a step away from civilization, and it also meant a lot more hard work. But instead of living in a crowded, dirty slum (Africans were not permitted to live outside these slums), they got to build their own homes in an ancient tradition. Instead of breaking their backs for a demeaning overseer and paid pennies, they got to do whatever they wanted with the fruit of their labour. My grandfather immediately set up gardens which he cultivated with vegetables for sale back in the city. My grandmother followed suit and always made sure to make some money of her own. It was after this return that my mother was born.

The work was hard, but not any more or less than it would have been back in the city. In the village they were their own lords and weren‘t dependent on anyone else but themselves. It‘s where they were human and among those who saw them as such.

I think about this a lot and I think about how I could perhaps improve on their project. Find a way to build on what they left us. This is where I would love to continue, adding solar punk to the mix. Some people hate rural Africa, want to hide it and I get why, it‘s not nice to be reduced to it. But I love it, I see it as a chance, as something that can be cultivated and grown.

I used to hate the word faggot but now I realize that it's probably one of the only things that the gay community has left that isn't being sanitized, shined, and sold back to us at a premium by deceitful ass companies who claim to like us but then vote for policies that kill us. you're not gonna see a bank in a pride parade with banners that say "we love faggots" but you sure as hell will see a gay person saying "I love being a faggot" it feels so more real.

and I want it to stay controversial too because if a bank ever feels like they have the right to say "haha faggot right guys? 😏🏳️‍🌈" we should be able to publicly execute their ceo

Martin Hilský „obojím způsobem“ bisexual pride GIF

zdroj: Martin Hilský - Shakespearovy Sonety (TVT2018, BC, ÚMKP 5.11.2018) (youtube.com)

Už vím, kde se rodí všichni kvér Češi

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