That’s a real person? I don’t know… wait is that the one guy who never showers and has roaches crawling on him?

Wish I could. I have a company work truck, and I need to dramatically downsize my personal vehicle.

Seems like somebody missed out on cakefarts.

It’s a humiliating way to enter the galactic community. We would never live it down. But we could use some humbling. I’d accept the help.

That’s neat. I wonder how cheap a drone could be made to destroy them?

Lots of food is gonna rot.

No, the reason why is completely obvious.

We perfected building a near peer military with Russia in mind. We build massive fleets of wildly expensive machines and great arsenals of similarly expensive ammunition. We made almost all of that shit overwhelmingly dependent on the supply chain of a flammable, nonrenewable, black fluid easily controllable by the nation we just attacked. One which has taken seriously the new lesson that such militaries are obsolete and top heavy. The way forward lies in small, cheap, autonomous suicide drones, cyber attacks, propaganda, and economic pressure. They’re one of the few countries to take that lesson to heart. We have recently decapitated the competence of nearly every powerful system of our nation; political and military, and pushed our economy to the brink. We are led by hyper-overconfident, insecure, malicious idiots supported only by a cult minority of our population.

Not quite perfect is right. The rest of the world should bind together to pressure us, hard.

Why are we paying rent at all?

I’m not normal, no. I can’t say I’m doing great. But I’m actually far more stable now than I’ve ever been. I’m preparing for bad times to help others as best I can. I’m not ready enough. I protest when I can. I try to read older books rather than the latest clickbait. My work actually matters, so I don’t feel drained from it. I mostly quit arguing with idiots, online and off. They’ll feel the pain soon enough. Good. I do mock them to their faces. If they change, I might help them. If it gets as bad as I’ve always suspected it will, I’ve already lived longer and better than anticipated. I’ve never feared oblivion. Sounds nice these days. If I die, I’ll die fighting the darkness. I’m content. Let them come. Good people will still live on. If we let the fools and psychos in power destroy our entire biosphere, well then we will have proved Humanity never deserved the stars in the first place.

If we make it, keep pushing humanity forward. We are all one people and we are worth the struggle. We are the only known intelligence in the Universe and we must learn to act like it, or die. Don’t let us down.

So that’s how I’m doing.

I started with a Steam Deck. Now I’m running PopOS on my Framework 13 and Bazzite on a home theatre PC. I’ve had far fewer issues with them than any flavor of Windows.

I can’t go back. I won’t.

Jesus Christ. I don’t trust any syrupy cheerful, fake happy, overly polite, “I’m sooo sooorry you had the slightest inconvenience” type customer service. No, I’ve done that job. You know you don’t give a shit. I know you don’t give a shit. You know I know you don’t give a shit. We both know you can barely afford to live. The world is spiraling. Pretending otherwise is insufferable. Just be honest and give it to me jaded, bitter, and cynical like we both deserve.

The only reason I’m prepping is for the eventuality that others may need help.

I had a job that made me sign up like 15 years ago. Never figured out what it was good for.

Furthermore he was utterly obsessed with his own supposed genius.

I used Windows 10 for a while. But now I’ve completely moved to various flavors of Linux. I’ll get GrapheneOS or something on a phone if possible later.

Only place I still have windows 11 is my work PC. Nearly all the main annoying crap is managed away by IT, and it’s still irritating as hell.

Gilligan already broke it.

Burn the heretic!

I don’t believe in ghosts or the supernatural, but I’ve visited sites where America massacred Native Americans and enslaved Africans. What I felt and experienced there can only be described as haunting. Brains do weird things in stressful situations. I get why some people give too much legitimacy to their hallucinations. They can be chilling, compelling, convincing, formative, and even beneficial.

I admit there’s a part of me that wants a custom turntable, but you know what? I spent enough on what I’ve got. The whole system was just a few hundred bucks, and it sounds, plays, and looks perfectly fine for me. My ears ain’t calibrated. I’ll never spend that much on an audio system. I’ll just keep sinking stupid money into records.

I should stop.