this is absolutely going to demolish turnout numbers among the people who vote based on which candidate has the most signs in their area.

We can Joe Back. We have the medical technolojoey.

holy crap, I had never heard that term before. just looked it up and my mind is blown that not everyone can do this. are we really a tiny minority? what a strange ability.

for real. reminds me of that story about some boomer coming to a Little Caesars and ordering a pizza. They told him it would be 10 minutes until it was ready, so he walked out to his car, got a gun, and came back in threatening to shoot up the place and everyone in it unless they gave him the first available pizza.

obviously these are heinous responses under any circumstances, but like… 10 minutes? these brains are cooked.

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Standin’ in queues for De La Cruz

election season is every 2 years and most of my life it lasted for 4 years, but now that all the elections are stolen/challenged, it’s more like 4.5 years with recalls reducing the season to like 1-1.5 years.

it is an efficient and extravagant system for fundraising.

if I was on twitter I would post whatever dumbass photo of me from yesteryear in black and white with the same caption in my birthday each year.

I would definitely go for the least flattering photos or ones showing me drunk or asleep or sitting on the toilet with a beer.

imagine being the human that has to constantly train and re-train the “AI” on this.

it imagine explaining to someone why you spent $500 on a robot to watch you shit from inside the toilet.

yeah so, the Democrats “tried” the national service program already, in their typically means tested and useless fashion.

they offered to forgive the remaining balance of student loans from 4 years of school for those of us that worked in public service for 10 years making monthly payments of 10% of our income.

I joined because I give a fuck about civic duty for some stupid reason, so I am intimately familiar with its processes. the program for tracking payments and servicing us has only been effective at taking the 10% of our income. I completed 10 years of public service and faithful, qualifying payments along side routine paperwork filing with my servicers. not to mention hours on the phone when their system routinely fucked up the count. I finished over a year ago. and I am now on my 3rd servicer because the previous two had their exclusive national contract revoked for failing to do their job. after a year in limbo, they announced I qualified and forgave half of my loans. and since late spring, everything has been halted for everyone because the Biden admin bungled it’s extremely diluted reform of student loans (remember when we were all gonna get 50k forgiven?, then 10k?, finally settling quietly on 0k) such that the courts have halted every avenue to forgiveness for everyone.

the only people who trust our institutions to keep their promises are those who are paying no attention to them.

And though later he came pretending friendship, the alliance with society would ever be but fragile, for the fear it’d struck into their hearts was too deep to be dislodged.

Since that neolithic moment when first a bro was told to put a shirt on, there were those among society who understood this.

They could see into the bro’s soul and soothe the wounds they found there. Often they were seen as witches and perhaps they were. Some wrought their magic with the bleached bones of toads, plucked from moonlit streams. Others, it was said, could with but a glance root the feet of a ultimate frisbee team to the earth. There were gypsies and showmen, shamans and charlatans. And those who truly had the gift were wont to guard it wisely, for it was said that he who drove the devil out, might also drive him in. The boss of a bro you calmed might shake your hand then dance around the flames while they burned you in the village square.

For secrets uttered softly into pricked and troubles ears, these people were known as Whisperers.

scissor haircuts and spray bottles are big triggers. baba sen / cosmic barber thing was a good one, RIP.

also dig unintentional stuff, like the classic TM Lewin navy suit fitting and woo shit like mesmerism or really absurd chiropractic/energy healing. the kookier the better.

I didn’t think about that, but maybe with the Supreme Court ruling saying the president can do extralegal executions, war against citizens, and generally operate above all laws the solution would present itself immediately and they could drastically reorganize everything pretty quick.

what about if the indigenous reservations, in total, were worth 1000 electoral votes. and they made their own rules for voting rights and ballot access.

I could get down with that.

i wouldn’t say brewing so much as has boiled over and exploded all over the kitchen 15 years ago, dried, and now the entire place is sticky and smells like a sewage pipe backed up.

the phenomenon of “people can’t live where they work” has metastasized and spread to hundreds if not thousands of small communities, where the provisioning of labor for essential services in a location does not pay enough for the people providing that labor to reside in that community. so there’s a cascading effect of people who live in City A being served by people who live in Town B (with less functional services), who receive services from people in Town C with each town being more destitute and broke with worse services. and I don’t even mean like just hospitality people which has been a problem for much longer, I mean like nurses, city workers, teachers, various professionals. All these people providing essential work to a place are commuting from outside the boundary, where there is worse infrastructure/services just so they can find affordable housing and attempt to build some kind of equity after a decade of working. all so they can feel like that equity provides them agency in how they might retire, because unless you “own” your residence, your ability to persists in a place is at the whims of someone else.

lmao, don’t let a #2 stop from enjoying your #4 w/ cheese.

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about 10 years ago, i had just moved to a city i was starting a job at. i got there about an hour earlier than i was scheduled to meet up with the landlord to get the keys and that sort of stuff, so i went up the street to a McDonalds to caffeinate and scroll on their wifi and basically just do nothing. it’s like barely 8 am when i watch this guy take his dine-in tray of breakfast (sandwich, hashbrowns, coffee) and walk right passed the dining area and into the bathroom. he came out like 10 minutes later sipping the coffee and left.

i still think about that event sometimes.

I used to work with pigs and that is a big boy for sure, but even one not that big, like some 200 pounder… it’s logistically impossible to get one to do something it doesn’t want to do. I don’t care how many big humans you have or how committed they are. their center of gravity is so low to the ground compared to us, they are functionally a solid tube of muscle, and they are clever as fuck. those 4 short little legs mean they can fake and cut harder than any football player to the left or right, and they put a shoulder under your thigh and put you off balance and on your ass before you can even shit yourself. not to mention, they dig in the earth with their face. imagine if your face was an efficient digging implement… how little you would fear charging some lanky upright hairless primate. I am a big pile of shit and they can walk through me like I’m made of sunshine if they want to.

literally your only move is to use your giant fucking brain to create the conditions to induce the pig to wilfully decide to do the thing you want. namely, use food, guile and patience.

the only people who know how to torrent are the ones that want to learn. the learning curve is gentler than a walk-in shower. I’ve shown people of all ages and all tech backgrounds, though recommending VPN connections and getting that going does throw a few.

anyway, it’s so easy, it’s crazy compared to the old days of usenet, ZIP disks, ftp sites, .is files, and sequenced RAR files. this is the golden age of piracy and I love it.

lmao, wtf content like this is why I play with my phone when I am bored.

I haven’t ever really been a twitter person, but when I nuked all my big socials years ago one of the driving factors was how my friends would tell me that my posts rarely showed up in their feeds even though I was one of like 2-3 people they explicitly liked stuff on and selected to follow.

the thing was, I rarely posted any heavy shit. usually just short little quips with a detournéd advertisement or other homemade graphic lampooning imperialism, consumerism, or what have you. maybe the occasional link to a generally accepted media outlet with a story about something fucked, but I made sure half of my posts were just like cool nature photos and shit because I didn’t want people to be burnt out on my feed.

yes, I was that kind of bozo who was really trying to curate my feed to reach an audience of friends and share my values in a digestible format. literally making only 2 posts per day, one always light and easy.

anyway, even though there would be engagement (likes, comments) people would always say they weren’t being fed my stuff. they had to click my profile to see what I had put up and it was “annoying” and made them mad because their feeds just kept showing them stuff they hated.

that was literally 4+ years ago.

people still casually assume their feeds are under some level of their control. they aren’t. I remember when my sister got in tiktok and she still parrots that line, that it only shows you what you like.

at best, these platforms are only effective at giving you that impression. their entire reason for being is to exercise control over your information exposure and monetize that control. they will never surrender this incredible power to their users.