They’re all Military/Intelligence related.

Makes sense, as you get older you get more and more disgusted by the weakness of your flesh, and tend to crave the certainty of steel.

I know it hasn’t stopped this administration yet, but he doesn’t have that authority:

50 U.S. Code § 1702 (b) The authority granted to the President by this section does not include the authority to regulate or prohibit, directly or indirectly— (3) the importation from any country, or the exportation to any country, whether commercial or otherwise, regardless of format or medium of transmission, of any information or informational materials, including but not limited to, publications, films, posters, phonograph records, photographs, microfilms, microfiche, tapes, compact disks, CD ROMs, artworks, and news wire feeds.

Damn dude, seems like you’re still winning to me. Just having that support goes a long way, hope you can keep at the weight loss (progress is progress) and have more good mental health days than bad (the more you practice the easier it gets, even if it’s never easy).

What do you mean? The sun gets chased away every night, though I think that gets outsourced to Sköll, a wolf.

Maintaining continuity of consciousness is the only thing that would make me feel comfortable with converting myself to a machine intelligence.

Never dehumanize fascists or fascist-sympathizers (redundant but ok), it’s always important to remember that bad faith actors or their stooges are human and cannot be entirely eliminated from society, which is why people that fight for positive change have to set the rules such that bad faith actors’ actions are either quickly recognized and mitigated, or have society structured such that even those motivated solely by unempathetic selfishness can only achieve status by masking and contributing positively anyway.

Alternatively, as a form of scrotal elephantiasis, it could be a parasitic infection, swollen lymph nodes from either disease or medical procedures like radiotherapy, or more rarely a hernia that causes the intestines to drop into the scrotum.

Nah, you can enroll your own keys and set it up so you can be reasonably certain that your boot image hasn’t been altered, validating its integrity against the potential threat of bootkits. I do this with my Gentoo install.

Isn’t post-quantum cryptography already a thing? Probably not implemented in anything meaningful yet, but still.

I’ve always wanted to try both of those.

Yep, I drink mead, i.e. honey wine. It’s really good, doesn’t give me as much of a headache as beer these days. Sometimes it’s too sweet, I haven’t found a good dry one around here though.

I played around with Gentoo a few years ago, got it working but then got annoyed with some binaries taking too long. Wanted to build a machine I couldn’t hack though, and now there’s a repo with precompiled bins if you ask portage nicely, so I figured I’d give it a shot again. Maybe it was the mead but I forgot to do that for gcc though. oops

What a coincidence, I’m drinking mead and installing Gentoo. Currently compiling gcc, always takes forever, maybe I should’ve gone with the recompiled binary for that one lol.

No ragrets.

Very good point, my bad.

The whole release was early access in my opinion, they just weren’t honest about it. Eventually it was a really good game, but even then it didn’t have everything they’d advertised.

The only other fast way to fight it is with violence, but without clear national unity and already decent leadership it usually results in some form of autocracy, making the situation worse.

Edit: violent revolution* usually doesn’t work, but violence itself can be rather effective

At least the Joker pays his taxes.

Unlikely as it might be, maybe the 10% error rate is from gender queer people that haven’t realized/faced it yet.

In spite of the style being that of Watchmen’s Rorschach, the sad clown joke is older than that; it could also be Grimaldi according to the 1820s version of the joke.

Maybe Danny Phantom should be more open to the possibility of traumatized ghosts.