… Y’see, now, y’see, I’m looking at this, thinking, squares fit together better than circles, so, say, if you wanted a box of donuts, a full box, you could probably fit more square donuts in than circle donuts if the circumference of the circle touched the each of the corners of the square donut.
So you might end up with more donuts.
But then I also think… Does the square or round donut have a greater donut volume? Is the number of donuts better than the entire donut mass as a whole?
Hrm.
HRM.
A round donut with radius R1 occupies the same space as a square donut with side 2R1. If the center circle of a round donut has a radius R2 and the hole of a square donut has a side 2R2, then the area of a round donut is πR12 - πr22. The area of a square donut would be then 4R12 - 4R22. This doesn’t say much, but in general and throwing numbers, a full box of square donuts has more donut per donut than a full box of round donuts.
The interesting thing is knowing exactly how much more donut per donut we have. Assuming first a small center hole (R2 = R1/4) and replacing in the proper expressions, we have a 27,6% more donut in the square one (Round: 15πR12/16 ≃ 2,94R12, square: 15R12/4 = 3,75R12). Now, assuming a large center hole (R2 = 3R1/4) we have a 27,7% more donut in the square one (Round: 7πR12/16 ≃ 1,37R12, square: 7R12/4 = 1,75R12). This tells us that, approximately, we’ll have a 27% bigger donut if it’s square than if it’s round.
tl;dr: Square donuts have a 27% more donut per donut in the same space as a round one.
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can’t argue with science. Heretofore, I want my donuts square.
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my biology textbook said it was more like a sauce
What is a sauce but slime with a purpose?
I am never going to be able to eat any kind of sauce ever again
Yo, “Mask of Shadows” is fucking great. The main character is a genderfluid person named Sal; we never find out what gender Sal was assigned at birth, and people assume they’re male or female in equal measures. Only one person deliberately misgenders them after they explain how to tell what pronouns they use based on how they dress, and that character is a fucking asshole who gets what he deserves. In fact, with the exception of when they explain that their outfit is tied to their pronouns, Sal’s gender is never focussed on at all! They’re allowed to exist as they are, without ridicule or judgement. On top of that, the supporting cast is fleshed out with wlw, mlm, bisexual characters, and even an asexual character! (although she doesn’t come out until the end, but she will be a main character in the second book). And these characters are treated no differently from the straight characters; they simply exist in the world, a part of the “normal.”
The plot is super intense, too. Sal is essentially going through a Battle Royale of assassins in order to become one of the four Master Spy/Assassin’s who serve the queen of a very new country. The book touches on PTSD, racial genocide and the ethics of wanting revenge for racial genocide, the morality of killing for a just reason, and the horrors of magic when taken too far, as well as a world struggling to recover after having lost all it’s magic. The writing is fast-paced and detailed, and the world building is honestly breathtaking.
It’s very easy to grow attached to the characters, even the ones who seem like assholes (I’M LOOKING AT YOU, RUBY) and it’s one of the rare YA novels that doesn’t force a bullshit love triangle (Although I almost wish it had. Maud’s a delight and would be a perfect fit for their temper). But as great as Sal and their fellow would-be-assassin’s are, it’s really Ruby, Emerald, and Amethyst (the current 3 Master Assassin’s) who steal the show. They’re compassionate, strict, egotistical, flirtatious, snarky, understanding, and wonderful despite - and sometimes because of - their flaws, and I cannot wait to see more of them in the sequel.
Children were not informed about what conditions they apparently had.
“I don’t remember if I got anything in writing about their decision but
I don’t think I had an opportunity to challenge it … I took nine
pills in the morning and seven in the evening. I don’t know what
medications I was taking; no one ever told me that. I don’t know what my
diagnosis or illness is.”
Physical force was used to administer drugs.
“I also saw staff throw another youth to the ground, pry his mouth open
and force him to take the medicine … They told me that if I did not
take the medicine I could not leave, that the only way I could get out
of Shiloh was if I took the pills.”
Staff members initiated tranquilizations.
“When [a staff member at Shiloh] would call the medical staff, they
would come and give me a shot to tranquilize me. It happened many times.
They would give me the shot and then I would start to feel sleepy and
heavy, and like I didn’t have any strength. I would sleep for three or
four hours and then wake up and slowly start to feel my strength return.
When the staff did that, they left me in the classroom near the wall to
sleep.”
Children were verbally abused by staff to provoke a response.
“Some of the staff at Shiloh would provoke the children there and make
us angry intentionally. They made us act violently so then we had to be
given shots. The staff would call us names like ‘sons of a whore.’”
Some were unable to walk normally.
“They are requiring [my daughter] to take very powerful medications for
anxiety. I have noted that [she] is becoming more nervous, fearful, and
she trembles. [She] tells me that she has fallen several times …
because the medications were too powerful and she couldn’t walk.”
Some children experienced unhealthy weight gain, including one who said they put on nearly 100 pounds.
“After taking the medication, I was more tired, I felt sad and my eyes
got teary … I began to gain a lot of weight … In approximately 60
days, I gained 45 pounds.”
Some were handcuffed for days on end.
“At Shenandoah, my room had a mattress, a sink, and a toilet … I was
forced to wear handcuffs on my wrists and shackles on my feet for
approximately 10 days in a row.”
Children were allowed outside for only one hour a day.
“I am suffering a lot being in the Yolo Juvenile Detention Center. It
is a jail and I sleep in a locked, small jail cell. I can’t leave here
and have no freedom at all. We only get one hour of time outside each
day. I have to live in a small cell with concrete walls.”
Clothes were taken away. “Whenever I was put in restriction, they took away my mattress and blanket. They took my clothes away about 8 times.”
And these are just the children old enough to tell us.
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What did that add to the convo.
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