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Cake day: July 1st, 2023

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  • For what it’s worth, you’re not alone. I think I’m going with the whole, “I must outlive my enemies” ideology for coping, because fuck it. But it’s always refreshing to hear from like-minded people, when sometimes I feel so helpless to change anything. Ignorance has run rampant, but at least I know there’s friends all over the world



  • American here

    No /s needed. It’s definitely more comfortable that way, as well as more efficient for going from zero to guns akimbo before your blurry-sleepy eyes can even clear up. And by the time you mag dump two of them and can now see cleary… you don’t even have to reload! Just grab the next pair and unload.

    6 is bare minimum, in my opinion. Gotta have at least 8 under an overstuffed pillow, so that you’ll have plenty of cover fire while you go for the armory that’s built into the boxspring

    Do you have a spouse? Cause now you’re rocking 4 at a time, with 12 more at ready… that’s before you even have to make a move for the heavier firepower

    Good luck walking into my house, cause I’ll be damned if the kids ain’t just as prepared… we make sure to teach 'em right and teach 'em young!



  • I can see it now… I’m called first; I don’t know what an adjective is (I still struggle); I panic from the social anxiety of stage fright; I awkwardly try to say anything at all, so I can sit the fuck down and move on; so I say, “Really Richard”

    I’m told that’s an adverb, and I need to use an adjective. Now I’m pale as a ghost and about to faint from the panic. I stutter, “Richmond Richard?”. I’m informed that’s a proper noun, so I quickly try again (visibly sweating) spouting, “Reading Richard!”… and am told to sit down, because that was a noun and I’ve now been assigned extra homework on grammar.

    Someone snickers and says “Retarded Richard” in a low voice. The entire class laughs, the teacher is doing their best not to crack a smile (but I can tell), and I am henceforth known as “Retarded Richard” until graduation and beyond.

    Adverbs, adjectives, verbs… prepositions! I’m in a living nightmare. There is no waking up from this. I am, forever, “Retarded Richard”














  • I’ve recently used YT more than I ever have in the past… and was surprised at some of the suggested content at first (like, why tf would you think I’m interested in that‽). And it was weird being able to almost “see” the algorithm and what it was trying to decipher about me (to offer more personally-relevant content of course!)

    I started getting suggestions for click-bait shit at first, and if it got me for even a moment (‘I wanna see what this is about’), the suggestions became even more brain-dead and polarized.

    I had to actively choose to cut my curiosity off while mindlessly perusing… because apparently, if I want to watch bull-riding, that immediately means I want to see rage-bait bullshit about power-dynamics and diviciveness. It was a bit much, seeing in real-time how someone might be casually walked into an echo-chamber of self fulfilled crazy.

    So I did end up encountering the surface layer of it, but now it’s sliding back into my hobby-areas of interests. But it still pops shit up with AI generated images for videos (that never actually occurs in the video) with click-bait titles, and is inherently only used to induce “doom-scrolling” while increasing engagement. It’s fucking disgusting, to put it bluntly.

    I just wanna see how different drywall anchors work sometimes, I don’t need to know how a “Navy Seal pwned a police officer that pulled them over (AI picture of a dude body slamming a cop)”. Dumb shit