I look forward to his mugshot.

No time for love, Dr. Jones. Don’t you need to clean your room or something?

Hey everyone, go outside and find some grass and take your shoes off and put your feet in it. Stand there for a minute or two and just feel the grass on your feet. Have fun!

I do my best, when I see an intellectual huckster, to point at it and call it what it is.

Those who are taken in by hucksters have a tendency to dig in about it, and that’s not my business.

This is why I’ve kinda stopped consuming other people’s political writing, and only shitcomment about it. People of all stripes cannot resist the urge to make the story just a liiiiiitle better.

The point that is being made, though, is that those things that do have value that exist in his writing, did not originate from him and are available elsewhere to the point of ubiquity. If you only heard about them from him, you should read more.

It’s mostly about using every last one of the cpu cycles efficiently, which is old school think from the days when 640k was supposed to be enough for anyone. When I was a wee tyke in the 8bit era we had machines that did graphics, but they were for launching games from a terminal/console.

There are many servers with GUIs, primarily Windows servers, and there’s probably web or GUI interfaces available for every useful service you can run which will be handy in some contexts, but there’s a kind of speed and simplicity you can get with a good console that no gui can touch. Hard to explain unless you’ve done some work.

Let’s get them in just once and see. In the meantime, they are a black box as far as how they would govern, and yet, everyone keeps choosing the turd sandwich or the giant douche.

We have been huffing capitalist poppers while banging economic steroids for decades in order to sustain the conceit that Socialism Bad Rich People Know Best

Stop huffing the poppers and stop voting for the steroids. Vote NDP.

Transplants are incredibly strict about you not just wanting to live, but doing everything you can in order to live. It is good that the transplant went to someone with a sense of self-preservation. Utter waste on the likes of her.

Entirely possible I might have been that guy except it happened at a music festival in Manitoba not Paris and I ain’t French lol

Entirely possible the joint had something expensive added.

Time for Jello to write “We’ve Got An Even Bigger Problem Now”

Lemmy in particular is actually reinventing usenet to a very large degree.

If you’re both Trans and living in Florida and are “blindsided” by this, you are either very rich or very poor.

No, but that radio station should definitely be shut down and handed over to the ICC, just like Facebook and Zuck.

By your silly analogy, I would have a problem with all the physical equipment manufacturers that Facebook buys their servers, switches, etc from. It’s not about the equipment, actually, it’s about allowing the operator of that radio station to continue operating the radio station, and not just that, continuing to listen to a station operated by that broadcaster in a different market, because in your market it’s all car ads and vaccine denial instead.

Try again.

You’re quite right about the UX being a work in progress here - I am not actually able to tell which comment people are responding to.

The fact that my current inbox is all butthurt comments from you is pretty humorous though. :>

Oh dear, you have creeped my history and identified that I am neurodivergent, and therefore have identified the pretext to reject my thesis without bothering to really engage with its implications. Well played, you sure got that sucker.

I am afraid you are off base though, I have put bipolar in front of my various practitioners many times, and they tell me that while they do see things that resemble a cycle in the things I say to them, the problem seems to be that neither my manic phases nor my depressed phases (last one was about ten years ago and lasted twenty years or so) were sufficiently destructive to my functioning to be diagnosable.

That said, I am halfway through clearing a ~300m forest path on my property today, and intend to have a fence up a week from now, so who knows, maybe you and I are both correct and the doctors are wrong.

Lol I knows baby, I knows.

In the end we must all rise up or go under, all together is how it ends up either way. I do try to buy my clothes at the thrift, which is easy since I never had the choice to be fashionable; wrong body type, which also meant I have frequently been faced with the choice in life to either buy ugly and ethically compromised [edit: also expensive, really expensive] clothing, or just go naked with my body that everyone finds utterly disgusting, went the reigning social narrative of the era. The world is a real bastard.

That said, anyone who makes sure to like all their grandpa’s Facebook posts, I would ask you to ask yourself this:

Do you think your grandpa cherishes every single one of your Facebook likes as much as a single phone call?

Or do you think your grandpa is there because he was also told that he had to be there now, if he wanted to connect to his family?

yall check out a movie from the 60s called Wild In The Streets. The boomers are pretending they don’t remember.