Well I guess my corporate bookstore post is being colonized by terfs so here’s the deal — I love and support my trans family and friends, my immigrant family and friends, my entire community regardless of race or gender, except for the terfs, nazis and bootlickers, who can kiss my whole ass.
I want to see it come alive and use its beam attack like in Naussica
Ted Kazyinsky died today which means certain parts of Twitter are gonna be real weird for the next 48 hours.
Most loathed website UI features
- Images opened in a new tab changing to stay the same size when you try to zoom in/out on them.
- uncollapseable side/topbars making the actual text window, like, three words wide
- Text not reorganizing itself when I magnify it so by the time it's legible I have to scroll horizontally across the screen to read every line (I mean, or give up and close the page. Which I do instead)
- And, of course, fucking autoplaying video/audio. Especially when there's no blazingly obvious mute/stop button.
William Klein. Boy & Girl & Swing, New York, 1955
rrrrrrrrRRRRRRRAAAAH climb on board the freakout train!
I’d be a wreck without my emotional support @problemglyphs patch. It lets the people around me know that whatever we’re doing, I’d rather be martyred in space
got sucked into the cyber world and it's pretty boring but i can see thru every webcam on earth all at once and it's kinda like how i imagine insects that have 100's of individual irises clumped together experience the world but instead of grass and flowers from a thousand slightly different perspectives i see millions of office cubicles sadly draped in the personal trappings of their occupants and tens of millions of messy bedrooms covered in band posters and poorly maintained houseplants and they're all melded together into a tapestry of impersonal intimacy to me
joining the war on “pretentiousness” on the side of the pretentious
did you guys know people roleplay succession characters on linkedin
also:
... I only roleplay my OC on LinkedIn. (He gets more contacts from recruiters than my real account does, even though he’s explicitly and openly a wanna-be evil overlord attempting to take over the world)
Wait. Wait. I can just make up characters on LinkedIn and play with them like action figures. What are they gonna do?
“[A]s a matter of law, the house is haunted.”
— Stambovsky v. Ackley, 169 A.D.2d 254 (N.Y. App. Div. 1991)
Me golf commentating: These are evil, evil men... they have done wicked deeds to be here today. There are no winners today-- Beautiful drive there. Right onto the fairway.
"Maybe I should call Grandpa Rolf in Argentina about this"
“Where Were You?” – The Replacements at Berkeley Square, in Berkeley, California [December 11th, 1985]
The Replacements and roadies performing at Berkley Square in '85, photographed by Michael Conen
“The Replacements and roadies performing” because the Replacements regularly took to the stage so fucked up roadies had to step in and pick up instruments to finish (or start) shows
I hate the weaponization of disability language to advocate against public transit and pro cars. So so much.
Without going into the merit of how much cars actually benefit disabled people and especially ashtmatics… Cars. Notoriously safe in wildfires.
Wait I’m gonna go deeper into it
- Cars worsen asthma and do not protect you from pollution
- Disabled people are the biggest demographic in the US who’s less likely to drive and own cars (either because they can’t drive or because they can’t afford it)
- Cars are absolutely the worst place to find yourself while running from a wildfire