just read up on their DEI bullshit and yeah, that's off the list now.

only when i need cheap Christmas decorations

You had ceno-bytes right there

you come up on me in a Target with an Aphex Twin ass fake smile i'm going to assume you plan to shank me and will knock your teeth out accordingly

"every brother ain't a brother 'cause the color just as well could be undercover..."

www.youtube.com/watch?v=vfow...

my lesser hot take is that James Bond is actually a cinematic multiverse and every Bond is a variant

my greater hot take is that James Bond is actually a secret Time Lord and each actor is a regeneration

the cissexual mind cannot fathom the sexual appetites of the Transexual

your hate just makes me more powerful

snailgirls are just slimegirls with extra steps

artificial intelligence is sold on the herbalife plan, and as we all know everyone who decides to sell herbalife becomes infinitely wealthy right away

carrying his dogtags means i'm not alone in the fight, even now. i stand in a long queue of people who refused to look away, and there will be others who come after me that do the same.

we all have to remember what grandpa knew: fascism is fought not once, but whenever and wherever it returns.

they creep back into our discourse whenever convenience and despair outweigh care and vigilance.

but here’s the other side: he didn’t fight because he believed the world was already good. he fought because he believed it *could* be. that’s my inheritance: responsibility and vigilance.

i think he would be astonished, even awestruck, by the technology and sophistication of engineering of today. but if i'm honest with myself, i don’t think the return of authoritarianism would surprise him. that generation understood that cruelty and control are not aberrations; they are temptations.

but fascism doesn’t die. it hides. it mutates. it waits.

what these tags have quietly absorbed over years of the smoothing touch of my fingers is the grief of realizing that the world did not learn the lesson he and so many others paid for.

he lived in a world where fascism was a tangible, physical enemy, something confronted directly with machines and sweat and terrifying urgency. he helped build something that stopped that, and i'd like to imagine he believed that victory was final, that the problem had been cut out at the root.