When has Sporkfoot ever been useful?
MrCrankyBastard
joined 1 year ago
You forgot the Zangief cosplayer.
No gun is required when so-called self-interests are threatened. He shouldn't have caved, but then he also shouldn't have given credence to the welfare and social safety net talking points from the Reich wing. And the CBC damned well shouldn't have gone along with bullshit 'tough on crime' narratives.
Something Something learn from the past Something Something repeat it.
- somebody who didn't learn
While I am by no means a Clinton fan, a huge part of the student loan hellscape is less Clinton active malice/stupidity and more Gingrich and company leverage - AKA the usual right-wing obstructionist bullshit that people gave them the numbers to force through. It wasn't helped by Clinton's need to cave due to getting sloppy toppies in the Oval Office and the huge stink Newt and Starr raised to get their way...or the Perot school of 'fuck you I got mine' Libertarians who apparently needed placating to keep the Dems in office.
Sporkfoot the Shaved Georgia Skunk Ape has never been known for brilliant rhetoric or insightful discussion. She's done nothing but grandstand, screech hate-filled nonsense, and gin up people dumber than herself.
Oh, and be buddy-buddy with BoBo the clown and Gaspaedo.
Gaspaedo has always had a sixhead, and been bailed out by Daddy"s dollars.
I'm a terrible person.
"Once upon a runtime things were RiF'd on a regular basis. But then things went bad. Really bad. A great migration ensued, and in federation a truth was found.
Reddit was fun. But Lemmy is for Everyone.
Mourn the Rif. Embrace LifE."
It means little from some rando, but your grief is both real and valid. May it fuel a rekindled passion here, and make for a beacon that calls friends lost and seeking, and also burn away the sorrow.
And if that light helps burn the old hangout to the ground with the landlord inside? I'll gladly help with alibi.
My first distro was SlackWare 7.
I'm not anywhere near my desktop(s) but it has largely been an Ubuntu box of differing flavors.
Though I experimented with Yoper, Knollix, SuSe, Mint, and a few other distros.
The immediate thought that came to mind waa a semi-procedural space trading/combat game that crafted galaxies inspired by netword structures and connected devices, with the router serving as the 'stargate' and resources not actually pulling anything from the systems involved. Smart devices could show up as ships or satellites, or planets depending on the types of devices involved.
Something of a cross between Star Control/ Ur-Quan Masters, No Man's Sky, and maybe Allegiance?
This reminds me of a terrible moment from my past.
A then-girlfriend and I were at the local Wal-Mart (don't judge, no better places were open and nearby) at around 11PM, before the Plague Times, when I had to hit the head. I go into the front restrooms to tap a kidney when I notice the stall past the urinals is occupied; no big deal. Then I noticed there were two sets of feet.
Both facing the same direction.
Being a non-bigot non-prufe, I do my business and go to wash my hands, when I hear a VERY loud 'HNNNNNGH' from the stall. Okay, yeah. No comment, just wash and GTFO.
I rendezvous with the girlfriend and she asks what's with the look on my face. I start to lead her away before even considering the idea of explaining, and before we could get out of range, the explanation reveals itself. It turns out it was a young man, maybe late teens at oldes. Tow-headed, very blue eyes, EXTREMELY developmentally impaired. His guardian - I presume father - follows closely, looking utterly miserable. I didn't say anything but the youth did anothoer grunting bellow and I unwittingly winced. The guardian also cringed, and we briefly made eye contact. He sorts shrank and dragged his ward off, who was loudly happy and oblivious.
They turned out to be regular odd-hours features. The kid would always wave excitedly if he saw us from the McDonald's up front, and his guardian at least seemed relieved that we didn't say anything unkind. Poor dude, was probably mortified by the prospect of a misunderstanding, especially here in the Texas hellscape. Not helped that the guardian had an extreme case of pedo-stash and rat-faced nebbishness.
I can only imagine how bad it could have been had it been anyone else.