A Bell, Book, and Chicken in a Hatbox
A Bell, Book, and Chicken in a Hatbox
I mean, that’s a weird-ass AI prompt. But if fascism wins and you voted third party, yes - it’s partly* your fault unless you’re too stupid to understand how first past the post voting works.
*conditionals against massive fascist party majority states notwithstanding.
Its a joke - yes.
Though, realistically, an empathy test would probably filter out a large portion of the haters. It’s harder to hate when you internalize the condition of others.
Sad, but true. About the only way to control it would be to require online comments to be directly identifiable to the person. Even Republicans appear to be embarrassed - and attempt to expunge their vitriol - when their homophobic, misogynistic, and racist comments and activities online are publicized. And even that wouldn’t eliminate it, it would just push it back underground to further fester.
It’s not decorating. This is a 215SF studio in Brooklyn - that’s the “parking included” feature of the listing. And he’s paying an extra $1200 a month for the privilege.
TeamLead: Alright, I think that wraps up this zoom. I’ll check in with each of you later.
Co-worker 1: Thanks
Co-worker 2: Bye
Co-worker 3: See you all later
Me (already working on something else): Love you; bye.
If that’s his actual thought, she’s already pregnant.
And for that price I’ll jump through some minor hoops to get them onto my Steam Deck.
Which is weird since the US Fed is now trialing a direct transfer service, and you’re a lot of dead boomers and genXers away from dethroning V/MC/Amex from their ubiquitous payment networks. There’s nothing you can do on the consumer side to make fund transfers cheaper or more attractive (reward systems already pay consumers to use cards) and also get vendors on board (who hate the 2.5-2.8% they already pay; they’re sure as shit not going to pay you more than the going rate). Plus, given how poorly the code at Twitter was managed, you’d have to be an idiot to trust X with your money.
The X, in this context, is pronounced like “sh” right?
I guess a better marketing ploy would have been
Lemmy Sez
Fuck Spez
A good rhyme and well-justified text can do a lot of hard work.
But the second mouse gets the cheese.
IKR? The massive influx of near-zero-friction signups is bound to create a large userbase of new/shiny window shoppers who quickly lose interest. I’ve got a couple of friends who seem to be attempting to create a presence there, but otherwise it’s a terrible feed. Of course it’s a terrible feed for me because I’ve done jack-shit on instagram and the algorithm is just throwing stuff at my wall to see what sticks. I’ve got ladies with large asses in spandex, some quote-meme spammers, and Jair Bolsonaro filling up my feed - that’s just a fucking dumpster fire.
I’ll keep the app (properly sandboxed) but I doubt I’ll interact with it any more than mastodon or Post - which is monthly at best. I’d say that I dropper Twitter last year, but really I dropped it a decade ago as being useless as both a location for discourse and a source for, well, anything of interest to me.
I’m with you. I make fun of people who walk off of cliffs while trying to get that perfect selfie. Individually, it’s very sad. But they were also excessively stupid.
Added to this is that the occupants of the sun are not, on any way, sympathetic individuals. They weren’t doing it to feed their family, or to flee oppression, or to advance scientific knowledge. They were people so rich they paid ten years of normal-people wages for a joyride to look at a ship that is the graveyard from a hundred year old tragedy. And the leader was a fake-it-till-you-make-it slimy, rich businessman who lied about his abilities and contacts and flaunted every regulation put in place to keep people safe.
I also make light of it because my job, as a licensed professional engineer, is to make sure the places people live and work are safe. Safe in a hurricane. Safe in an earthquake. Safe in a blizzard. Safe when they’re dancing with friends in a nightclub. I see people- businessmen with greater love for money i their pocket then their respect for the lives of others- try and skirt the regulations which are written in the blood of people from our past. I fucking hate people like Stockton Rush because he’s a danger to himself and others and he lies and uses his family’s amassed wealth to circumvent the very process which attempts to give everyone a fighting chance. I can be sad for the son who was rightfully scared to go, or for the explorer who may have been duped as to the crafts safety but I’m personally thrilled that Rush is no longer living on this earth and am sad that his death, in particular, may have been painless.
Once you remember that the G is pronounced like in GIF, it’s easier to parse.
/ducks
Not only that, but SP500 pays dividends practically every year, whereas gold costs money to store securely. $15M in SP500 would have netting something around $300k last year in dividends alone.