Needs accessibility: image of pure text for no legitimate reason.
Images of text break much that text alternatives do not. Losses due to image of text lacking alternative:
- usability
- we can’t quote the text without pointless bullshit like retyping it or OCR
- text search is unavailable
- the system can’t
- reflow text to varied screen sizes
- vary presentation (size, contrast)
- vary modality (audio, braille)
- accessibility
- lacks semantic structure (tags for titles, heading levels, sections, paragraphs, lists, emphasis, code, links, accessibility features, etc)
- some users can’t read this due to lack of alt text
- users can’t adapt the text for dyslexia or vision impairments
- systems can’t read the text to them or send it to braille devices
- searchability: the “text” isn’t indexable by search engine in a meaningful way
- fault tolerance: no text fallback if
- image breaks
- image host is geoblocked due to insane regulations.
Contrary to age & humble appearance, text is an advanced technology that provides all these capabilities absent from images.
- usability
My first question is what’s a Theragun? My other questions are about everything else that’s happening…
It’s a muscle massager. It vibrates violently to
i’ve seen this screenshot before. the moment i read “ballet injuries”, i braced myself
You would have to be a masochist to use a Theragun on your ladybits.
I don’t understand what is happening.
CHEMOMMY
Found a new nickname for my wife
What the actual fuck is this, please tell me this wasn’t written by a sentient being?
I don’t think psilocybin would remediate this.
Craziest theragun ad placement I’ve ever seen
What a terrible day to know how to read.
WTF…
This is book 2 in a published series.
Link to book one?
The Brightest Light of Sunshine
Determined to walk away from a traumatic past, 22-year-old Grace Allen feels ready to take the next step in her healing journey—dipping a toe into the dating pool. Although she should probably start by making a friend or two, right?
Samuel ‘Cal’ Callaghan isn’t who she had envisioned as her first male friend in… well, forever. With an intimidating build, tattoos everywhere, eight years her senior, and a little sister under his care, the last thing she expected was to warm up to him so easily. As their friendship evolves, Grace can’t help but wonder if Cal is exactly who she’s been looking for all this time.
Cal can’t afford to lose sight of his priorities—making sure his tattoo parlor thrives and taking care of his little sister. Especially the latter. He wants to make sure 4-year-old Maddie has a healthy and happy childhood, despite their mother going off the rails and her father’s blatant neglect. There’s certainly no room for love in his life right now. But when a sweet blonde with a veiled past breaks down his walls, he finds it difficult to stick to his guns.
Reading that was so painful
I barely understand any of it, but that makes it even more beautiful.
Shakespeare wishes he could write a master piece like this.
Literary warcrime, please tell the Hague.






