Donald McCarthy
@void-d00m.bsky.social
Grumpy old Doomer, antitheist, anarchist, anti-natalist and not too invested in the biotic freakshow.
I see the staters are giving snow for the occupied territories.
December 10, 2025 at 11:50 AM
I see the staters are giving snow for the occupied territories.
The red is bad? Yeah?
December 8, 2025 at 6:45 PM
The red is bad? Yeah?
Before the storm. 2.
December 8, 2025 at 4:50 PM
Before the storm. 2.
Before the storm. 1.
December 8, 2025 at 4:48 PM
Before the storm. 1.
Something to welcome Storm Bram.
December 8, 2025 at 2:27 PM
Something to welcome Storm Bram.
There’s a man at the end of the bay. The stoker of the coming storm, fangs bared and vicious. They call him Bram and he’ll be wasting the place for a few nights. I’ll get the washing in.
December 7, 2025 at 4:44 PM
There’s a man at the end of the bay. The stoker of the coming storm, fangs bared and vicious. They call him Bram and he’ll be wasting the place for a few nights. I’ll get the washing in.
Getting close to the waves!
December 4, 2025 at 7:38 PM
Getting close to the waves!
The moon was in a mood tonight, giving evils to the ocean and messing with fence posts.
December 4, 2025 at 7:18 PM
The moon was in a mood tonight, giving evils to the ocean and messing with fence posts.
The ocean is churning its own rottenness into buttermilk. Two hours from high tide.
December 4, 2025 at 2:25 PM
The ocean is churning its own rottenness into buttermilk. Two hours from high tide.
It’s called mansplaining Joanne! Or in this case, dreamsplaining. I don’t dream but I like it when other people do. Here’s a photo by way of apology.
December 2, 2025 at 5:34 PM
It’s called mansplaining Joanne! Or in this case, dreamsplaining. I don’t dream but I like it when other people do. Here’s a photo by way of apology.
There ain’t no foam party like a Doomer sea foam party. Even if Ian says he wants nothing to do with our rancid algal fats.
December 2, 2025 at 5:29 PM
There ain’t no foam party like a Doomer sea foam party. Even if Ian says he wants nothing to do with our rancid algal fats.
Every year, millions of people arrive to enjoy our illuminations. And every year a few malicious Doomers, their faces etched with envy and spite, will distress us their cruel comments, saying things like ‘they’re not very good actually.’ This year I pray it will be different.
December 2, 2025 at 5:13 PM
Every year, millions of people arrive to enjoy our illuminations. And every year a few malicious Doomers, their faces etched with envy and spite, will distress us their cruel comments, saying things like ‘they’re not very good actually.’ This year I pray it will be different.