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Cake day: June 7th, 2025

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  • Shit like this is published only to set the bar even lower than it is today. It has no other purpose as they know most intelligent people will not read anything but the headline. They just inject this dogshit into the collective consciousness so that they can normalize a type of work that is a little better than indentured servitude.




  • tThe scary part to me is the imbalance of power and how few are aware of it. Yeah we have a bunch.of guns around here, but how many people actually can use them in a meaningful way? How many would know what to do if THEY were being shot at? Handful of retired vets, some people with a little training, but few have ever experienced active combat.

    Never mind the fact that money is the real deal breaker. Government has drones upon drones. They have satellite imagery, cameras all over the place, they could easily shut down phone and internet connectivity as well as power. Collect phone data off of a certain area, set up a perimeter and use everyone stupid phones as a tracking beacon. Send in some drones for visibility some for strikes and push in military to clean up what’s left.

    Thats the thing nobody talks about. Going from our current pseudo-democracy to totalitarianism is little more than the flip of a switch by a crazy old man. They are under the illusion that it can’t or won’t happen. It 100% can. Nobody gives a shit about the nowhere places like great plains states, it would happen in major cities and surrounding regions. Take over, set up checkpoints. Once under control, sell them off to billionaires who would enact all their crazy control fetishes. One for zuck, one for theil, bezos will want one, maybe musky. Some people will escape to the useless regions like the south, central states or whatever, nobody will bother too much. If some sort of resistance grows, drop a few bombs to remind them that they’re being watched. Cut off food, energy, blow upna few bridges and roads wait until winter.

    I’m sure multiple versions of this have been modeled out within the military intelligence groups. Nobody is coming to save us. The rich people dont give a shit about this country, they only care about themselves. Nobody in the military is going to stage a coup, they would not stand a chance anyway and it would be a death sentence for anyone they know or love.

    The only hope is that the crazy old bastard dies before he really decides to go full Looney toons. Its clear who runs this country; they always have but now they are no longer content to own an absurd amount of it, they want it ALL.




  • Back in grad school, but in NYC for some reason. Doing a shitty job, fucking up assignments that are 3rd grader level math. I’m doing it all on paper which I never did and then lost my entire brief bag when it somehow fell off a bus I was riding. Called wife to tell her that I couldn’t do it anymore, lost all my notes, papers, assignments and would not be able to recover it all to pass semester.

    Grad school was more than 15 years ago. I was in NYC somewhat recently and did go to the wrong address for a meeting and was late as a consequence.

    Nfi.







  • Best: distant cousins fancy wedding at a seaside place somewhere in Massachusetts. Been a while. Wedding was expensive, but not long. Reception was at a yacht club right on the ocean. So beautiful, food was fantastic, they had a wide variety of desserts, not just wedding cake, fun DJ, coffee cart with everything you could want. I was awkward 19 year old and some pretty girl wanted to dance with me which NEVER happens. Was a nice confidence lift–until dancing because I dance like a complete imbecile. Still worth it.

    Worst was high school friends wedding, not long after high school graduation. They were young. Married in tired old church a mile from where we went to school (rural, poor). Was summer, no ac because poor. Reception was in bingo hall/basketball gym next door to church where we had junior high dances. Food was mad gross, came from nasty restaurant down the street. Just country slop. Tables were literally folding tables with a sheet of white paper on them and a tiny bit of confetti. No flowers, no other decorations. They did have a plastic disposable cup of mixed nuts. Cup was the size of a salsa side. My brother sat down, ate the whole thing in one mouthful so that was that. He also used the disposable cameras left (no photographer) to take a pixture of his ass. DJ was a relative who played garbage music that was just what he (in his late 50s) liked so it was ass. His setup was old and sounded like shit, did not help that the space was tile floor and cinderblock walls so it was an echoy mess. Then he got super drunk less than an hour in and left–took his shitty equipment with him. Bride is pissed (but it was her uncle) so someone found a boombox and put the bingo announcer microphone in front of it. It sounded just like you would think. I left at that point, had enough. They’re still married, she’s still a shrew, hes OK i guess but never understood that relationship. I’m pretty sure there is a dom/sub sex thing going on, she’s the dom (frequently wearing tall black leather boots even when its hot out or would seem out of place). To each their own, they’ve been married for 30 years, so something is working.