I don’t want to sound like a dick
Awww why not? Be true to your deepest, most innerest self, man. It sucks when people just don’t embrace what they are. You got this.
Also: whoopsie too late.
I don’t want to sound like a dick
Awww why not? Be true to your deepest, most innerest self, man. It sucks when people just don’t embrace what they are. You got this.
Also: whoopsie too late.


And 2 pariah states with legacies they will never outlive.


I want to make this perfectly clear. “You wanna make a bet?” died in fucking elementary school for me. Like it should for every mature, sane human. Gambling is for, and done by, the most immature, underdeveloped losers in our society. I’ve never once met someone who went to a casino and told me about that I didn’t instantly lose a measureable amount of respect for. I would have absolutely no qualms about levelling every casino on the planet and forcing the property owners to donate the land to public park space.
You are not “winners with no winnings”. You are losers.
The fact that it is growing in popularity and we now have douche canoes on polymarket every second commercial just tells me we’re devolving.


I, too, sense a rising anti-intellectualism in today’s world in general. Just the other day some guy came by my place asking to “read the gas meter”. Whatever happened to the classics?!


This. I’m fine with auto complete, snippets and llm suggestions. But I still need to read and review and, critically, comphrend the code. I always review it’s work, and most often make changes that I know are better practices.


For some reason your comment reminded me of that ol’ Tim Robinson ditty.
The skeletons will pull your hair. Up, but not out.
Also wouldn’t his hair be like… permanently greasy? The only guy who’s hair might be worse (other than trump but that’s not hair as much as it is a region of spacetime that has a few more ppm of alpha helix protein than the hard vacuum) is Nutlick now that he has that gangsta-ass mullet.


Is it worth chiming in that I’ve personally never seen any image or facsimile of that thing that is in any way, shape, or form flattering to the subject matter? If I was making a catalogue of “shammies one would wash one’s car with” its complexion might make an appearance in the appendix but otherwise nah. No redeeming value from a photographic stance, or, frankly, from any other point of view really.
He’s not much good to humanity alive.


Morcheeba dropped a banger about this phenomenon some years ago


On their way to murder schoolchildren.


I’m from the 90s Internet. Geocities. Tripod. Webrings. My awesome gothy co-worker staying late after work to update her vampire fan-fiction site because hardly anyone had a computer and the boss let her use the company’s windows 95 machine.
We are categorically lazier as a culture now than then. I expect things to enshittify further until we collectively take responsibility and accountability for our own culture, engagement and entertainment online. As we used to. We need more stupid web tricks, this place used to have all sorts of public art and weird monuments to human quirkiness.
Until they take away from us the ability to purchase a 10$ domain, use DNS, and make HTML forbidden knowledge, anyone can be out there contributing. I realize, however, that most will not; I’ve recently started getting wide eyed stares of amazement because I have my own domain and use it for my email address, so we seem to be sliding further…
Not sure how we fix this.


Bye bye internet. Hello splinternet.


Why isn’t the puny, petulant man-thing that runs the Nazicar Factory not suing us all for not buying them? That’s how you deal with advertisers who don’t wanna advertise with him so why not consumers who don’t want to consume?
It’s the next stupid, asinine step.
I hope anyone who ever admired this fuck face is deeply embarrassed. Or losing money.
Narcissus DeGrasse Tyson?
Or, the internet, the same medium upon which the noisome roots of social media depend, has some induced self-selection bias for increasing connectivity. It’s basically behaving like a weird superorganism and advocating for conditions to make it grow. At, I might add, the expense of the host species.