Who even ever asked for or wanted an information SUPERHIGHWAY anyway?
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All I want is like a small cute remote information HIKING TRAIL somewhere out in the woods where I can see some flowers and leaves and listen to the birds and stuff.
Is there even such a thing as "mainstream" anymore? I mean it used to be the case that everybody watched the same nightly news and listened to the same radio station. And "counterculture" was growing your hair long and listening to rock and roll. Now the duality of mainstream vs. counterculture seems as quaint as the idea that there are only two genders or only two sexes. Kids don't listen to rock & roll to rebel, they listen to soundcloud emo rap, or whatever, and if the niche sound that speaks directly to them doesn't exist, they can invent it and upload it for the world to hear with little more than a cheap laptop.
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At the other end of the LONG TAIL of the internet is a metaphorical infosec furry, and because of them there are as many small STREAMS and countercultures as there are individual people.
There was a sense of euphoria while we were in flow, like we were invinsible, but afterwards everything seemed brittle and fragile like it was held together with duct tape and kite string and like it might all come crumbling down if the wind blew in from the wrong direction. And there we were in the aftermath, unsure whether we accomplished our goals, who we hurt in the process, or if there was anything good about it all.
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So anyway that's what we call a "hackathon". The tech bros invited me to "do some lines" and at this point I can't remember if it was code or coke.
So I picked up a book in the middle of this epic fantasy series. It's by this author who I heard does really good sword and sorcery stories, and I'm into that. Anyway the story opens on a tragic, lonely noble lord, last of his line, subject to disfigurement because of the family curse and whatnot. But, get this, it totally takes place in Old Germany during the rise of the Nazi party!
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I was so disoriented that I looked it up, and there will eventually be a classic fantasy storyline that interweaves with the modern nazi storyline.
Which means eventually the hero is literally going ride a dragon to Hitler's bunker and punch him in the face and if there's one thing this world needs more of, it's mother fucking dragons beating the shit out of nazis.
a guy was looking for a priest to officiate his wedding and narrowed it down to his final two choices. the first one walked in with two beetles and started praying over the bugs. the second one started spraying everybody with holy water from a water gun. Know who he chose?
So I was down by the capitol and I noticed some kind of protest was happening. I saw a couple people wearing US flags and thought to myself, ew, probably a bunch of treasonous right-wing fundamentalist bastards. Which, you know, is always the first thing you think when you see somebody wearing the US flag. But then I saw somebody holding a "My Body My Choice" sign and thought, aw, it must be some pro-choicers! And I decided to get a little closer to check it out.
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I got close enough to see a bunch of the other signs and they were all like, "No Jab! No Vaccine!" and that's when I knew I had been tricked. It WAS a bunch of treasonous right-wing fundamentalist bastards! I said "ew" again and turned around and ran away.
today, I'm playing camp counselor at work and also facing the reality I need to upgrade my very old cell phone
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hahaha, one is just emotional, the other is me doing the emotional labor of redirecting other folks energies so that they don't do a murder or something
