There’s absolutely no sensible reason to even consider not doing this.
Look, you get born, you keep your head down, and then you die. If you’re lucky.
#fedi22
There’s absolutely no sensible reason to even consider not doing this.
Tommy Cooper. A bit old school these days but a funny guy. He specialised in doing magic tricks badly for comedic effect, so when he died people really thought it was part of the show.
Here’s a classic: Spoon jar jar spoon.
My lemmy experience is not like your lemmy experience.
Be me.
Be 12.
With my friend, steal a pack of ciggies from his mum.
Smoke a couple in low ground between two fields, surrounded by Meadow Pipits and Chiffchaffs.
Didn’t bother for a fair few years after that. Never really got into it, but enjoyed the acceptable work breaks that came with it for a while. Haven’t smoked more than a cigar or two a year for the last 25 years.
It’s me slightly misremembering this exchange from Kuffs:
George Kuffs : I’m looking for a really big gun which holds a lot of bullets.
Gun Salesman : God bless you, young man.
Maybe the ‘very fast’ bit comes from a different quote from a different film.
“I want a big gun that fires lots of bullets very fast.”
“God bless you, son!”
Whoever has been left as its leadership is a dumbass.
Not in the slightest. More likely their annual bonus depends on boosting revenue right now. So they’re incentivised to generate short term increases in revenue but not for longer term. Plus, also, if/when Youtube goes tits up they’ll just get a different CEOing job (with “increased revenue by 25% in 2024 on their resume”) rinse and repeat.
Kind of my point. We gained ecommerce, streaming services, platforms such as this one, online gaming, mapping services, and others - at the cost of the freedoms for which people are nostalgic. And now we have ads, personalization, tracking, and inevitable enshitification.
Back in the days of the wild frontier things were chaotic, anarchic, violent, and unconstrained.
Then came the churches, then came the schools
Then came the lawyers, then came the rules
Then came the trains and the trucks with their loads
And the dirty old track was the Telegraph Road
And now we’re all fenced in, regulated, allowed to wander only in approved lanes… oh, wait, sorry, we’re talking about the internet, not real life!
Me. Sigh.
Ah, the ol’ lemmy switcheroo!
I like boats. Plus I’m a billionaire now.
The problem is that it’s so much money that you can clear out the inventory of almost anything you would buy while only chewing a few percent off the bankroll.
Goldman Sachs is overhyped and unreliable.
I’m anaspeptic, phrasmotic, even compunctuous to have read such pericombobulation.
Woo-hoo, I’m a youngster (in this deomgraphic)!
Pedantry: it putter not potter.
Crikey! Was it loaded?