It’s like they’re trying to destroy everyone’s trust in them. Can’t even toe the whole “Villain with good publicity” line effectively.
It’s like they’re trying to destroy everyone’s trust in them. Can’t even toe the whole “Villain with good publicity” line effectively.
I miss Wesley Willis.
Watching that in my high school electronics class was a early radicalizing moment
Imagine where we’d be if this stuff was allowed to mature in the 2000s alone
Yeah, that’s kind of what I was wondering. Turns out you can’t really do much useful with a self-hosted local VPN, but I like having the option of using one be something my VM host server provides.
Oh hey, I had some good results with Krita when I was still making digital art way back when. It’s been like a decade. I should get myself a new tablet.
2024 year of the consumer PowerPC comeback
I tried to run TF2 on a A4-3400 without a dedicated graphics card under Mint with Wine once like twelve years ago. It was…uh, not playable
Actually I kind of think the whole “get all precious about free speech” thing is kind of played out and mostly right wing bullshit anyhow
Okay I don’t really like this bootleg Cold War thing we’ve got going on but any outcome where Tucker Carlson gets harmed is one I can accept
It’s all fun and games until you wake up from the healing coma to find out SHODAN’s fucking around with mutagens and trying to unload a mining laser on Earth
Another win for the TrueAnon Rules For Life
Continuing to bring the most meh fries in the fast food industry to the fair people of Povarovo
Part of how I got here involves reading an assload of textfiles from the '90s and growing disillusioned with the fruits of that optimistic '90s techno-libertarianism
Fork ‘em over
Shit, as long as you lot have it worse i couldn’t give the barest shit what happens to me. Eat the bugs, bitchcakes. Long live Blackrock
Big whoop. Let it die. Let it all die.
Not just theirs. None of this is worth anything
Politics are everywhere. You cannot (and don’t deserve to) escape them, brunch gremlin. Ooga-booga-booga.
I want blood. Don’t care whose it is just so long as some of it is theirs