I don’t stand behind any of it. We shouldn’t even give them an inch IMO.

Also a Brit, I agree. Plus, even if the Democrats get their shit together (which they won’t) and the impeachment goes ahead and doesn’t go the exact same way as the other impeachments and even if he is somehow actually removed from the presidency (which is incredibly unlikely IMO), then what? He certainly won’t go to jail or face any other consequences and even if he did, it still doesn’t fix any of the massive, fundamental problems in the US political system that led to this situation in the first place. Russia will still be meddling with the system, Project 2025 will keep chugging forward, Fox News will still keep spewing bullshit from every available media source and someone else will just fill the vacuum.

Even if the unthinkable happened and the US somehow managed to purge every Mitch McConnell/Lindsay Graham/Ted Cruz/Peter Thiel/Elon Musk type of character out of the system (and those are just a few names off the top of my head, there are probably hundreds that would need to be removed from power/sent to prison realistically) I still don’t know if that would be enough. I can’t really think of many empires in history that reached this depth of corruption and decline and managed to rise back out of it.

And that’s just me talking about the legal ways. By which I mean, they could impeach Trump for years, finally remove him and the MAGA base could very well just be like “fuck it” and storm the capital again or something and put him back in. Nothing would surprise me at this point TBH.

So if you’re telling your grandma you saw the same meme, could you say “J’ai vu le même meme, Mémé”?

It’s like magic too, because any new weird kind of package manager I add, it’s just picks it up and starts updating it. It can even update Windows apparently.

Or they just approach from this angle and go “Ah, nothing here” and move on

I use an unholy blend of paru, Flatpak, Docker and AppImage apps (no Snap!) with Topgrade to update it all.

I hate that we live in a world where a selfie is now an official form of ID. My bank wanted one the other day to use their app so I just deleted it lol, get fucked

I have a 2TB external drive that I got for under $200 a couple of years ago, and the other day I saw the exact same drive in Staples for $650. It’s fucking wild out there.

I have a .scripts folder in home with a bunch of things. Most of them are for backups, aka they just rsync a bunch of things from different places into one place on my backup drive. I also have one called get_trailers that I can run in my Radarr folder which takes the names of any movie folders in there and uses yt-dlp to search and grab the trailers from Youtube and puts them in the correct folders alongside the movie.

I actually find it pretty helpful for tech support stuff. It doesn’t always get it right, but it’s usually at least in the right general area and TBH it beats going through endless forums where the answer is buried among 8 pages of people bickering about nothing, or those ones where someone has your exact problem and then replies “nm I fixed it” and doesn’t say what they did.

I tried out a game/demo thing that was a tester for AI NPC dialogue. I asked an NPC to tell me about himself and he replied that he could not connect to server lol

They’d also probably make it so that debt carries over into your next life.

I’m Explaining a Few Things by Pablo Neruda

You are going to ask: and where are the lilacs?

and the poppy-petalled metaphysics?

and the rain repeatedly spattering

its words and drilling them full

of apertures and birds?

I’ll tell you all the news.

I lived in a suburb,

a suburb of Madrid, with bells,

and clocks, and trees.

From there you could look out

over Castille’s dry face:

a leather ocean.

My house was called

the house of flowers, because in every cranny

geraniums burst: it was

a good-looking house

with its dogs and children.

Remember, Raul?

Eh, Rafel? Federico, do you remember

from under the ground

my balconies on which

the light of June drowned flowers in your mouth?

Brother, my brother!

Everything

loud with big voices, the salt of merchandises,

pile-ups of palpitating bread,

the stalls of my suburb of Arguelles with its statue

like a drained inkwell in a swirl of hake:

oil flowed into spoons,

a deep baying

of feet and hands swelled in the streets,

metres, litres, the sharp

measure of life,

stacked-up fish,

the texture of roofs with a cold sun in which

the weather vane falters,

the fine, frenzied ivory of potatoes,

wave on wave of tomatoes rolling down the sea.

And one morning all that was burning,

one morning the bonfires

leapt out of the earth

devouring human beings –

and from then on fire,

gunpowder from then on,

and from then on blood.

Bandits with planes and Moors,

bandits with finger-rings and duchesses,

bandits with black friars spattering blessings

came through the sky to kill children

and the blood of children ran through the streets

without fuss, like children’s blood.

Jackals that the jackals would despise,

stones that the dry thistle would bite on and spit out,

vipers that the vipers would abominate!

Face to face with you I have seen the blood

of Spain tower like a tide

to drown you in one wave

of pride and knives!

Treacherous

generals:

see my dead house,

look at broken Spain :

from every house burning metal flows

instead of flowers,

from every socket of Spain

Spain emerges

and from every dead child a rifle with eyes,

and from every crime bullets are born

which will one day find

the bull’s eye of your hearts.

And you’ll ask: why doesn’t his poetry

speak of dreams and leaves

and the great volcanoes of his native land?

Come and see the blood in the streets.

Come and see

The blood in the streets.

Come and see the blood

In the streets!

Good Bones by Maggie Smith

Life is short, though I keep this from my children.

Life is short, and I’ve shortened mine

in a thousand delicious, ill-advised ways,

a thousand deliciously ill-advised ways

I’ll keep from my children. The world is at least

fifty percent terrible, and that’s a conservative

estimate, though I keep this from my children.

For every bird there is a stone thrown at a bird.

For every loved child, a child broken, bagged,

sunk in a lake. Life is short and the world

is at least half terrible, and for every kind

stranger, there is one who would break you,

though I keep this from my children. I am trying

to sell them the world. Any decent realtor,

walking you through a real shithole, chirps on

about good bones: This place could be beautiful,

right? You could make this place beautiful.

I got banned from one of the UK subreddits when someone posted a lengthy comment about why Brexit was amazing, and I responded that Brexit was idiotic. I got banned for “being political” and the person I was responding to didn’t lol.

As a side note to the general “try a bunch and see what you like” recommendations: you could also try using a virtual machine (something like Virtualbox) that lets you run a PC inside your existing PC first. That way you can try a bunch of distros without worrying about wiping your existing setup, and it’ll get you used to the install process. If you mess it up, just delete the VM and start a new one, no harm done. Then when you find one you like and feel comfortable with the install process, you can back all your stuff up and do it for real, knowing pretty much what to expect.

We could make Sundress and Propeller Hat the standard summer outfit, but we have failed as a society.

The Magnificent 7 and A Fistful of Dollars are just Seven Samurai and Yojimbo but westerns.

My favourites are the ones that are like

Please help, I have [exact problem you are searching for]

Nm I fixed it

A while ago I was having a very specific Linux problem, I searched for it, and finally found a reddit post from someone who had the exact same problem, explaining what they did to fix it. Then I noticed the poster was me from two years ago lol.

Yeah same here, I’ve been procrastinating while I gradually build my collection of mp3s/flacs, but the second I hear an ad on Spotify I’m done.