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No comments about the “accept all or reject all and subscribe” really says something about no one ever reading the article. And just to be clear, I’m in full agreement of how fucked this is. It just really stuck out to me. And I highly doubt everyone who commented used some extention, script or service to get past that, I feel pretty confident that almost none did. If most did at least one would have posted a link so everyone else could get the full article.
That’s a really bad poster, in so many ways.
This brought up a memory:
I was with my then girlfriend at a gynecologist as she was getting a UID put in. I sit in the waiting room just browsing my phone and out of nowhere I hear screaming and stuff getting thrown around. I couldn’t make out exactly where it came from so I of course got worried it might be my girlfriend (not that I had a reason to think it was her out of anyone else), but it’s obviously not like I could just go and open doors to look.
After about a minute of hearing this, so much stuff thrown and broken, a girl comes out of a room bright red with anger and as she walks by me, who’s the only one in the waiting room, she says “I came here for things completely unrelated to my period and the doctor fucking asks about my fucking period like that’s everything women are, periods!”
I really didn’t know how to respond so I just go “yeah, fuck 'em.” and she just looked at me with an oddly angry smirk then walked out.


I can fix her


It absolutely hit world headlines way before you commented… I had seen it multiple times from several sources before this thread was made. From local (I’m Swedish) news, global news (grounded and kagi news), youtube and mastodon (links to MSM articles about it).


The tram I was on with my dad and little sister struck a woman, she had an umbrella open so she didn’t see the tram (it was a sunny summer day). It cracked her head open and I’ll never forget that sound. The driver panicked and only opened the front door of the tram, right where the woman was laying on the ground, so we were forced to walk out of the tram and jump over the pool of blood gushing from her head. My dad tried to make us not look but I saw the hole in her head, and her brain.
I was 10 and my sister 8.
She died on the way to the hospital.
And I just realised I now live in the apartment building right by the tram tracks where it happened, haven’t thought about that memory for a long time.


It’s not like they come with warranties or some magical immediate money back guarantee. And I doubt they wanted this to be a long term thing, they made their money already and anything happening post that has no effect on that. Money made, that’s it, the people can burn for all they care.
Once you’re lured in and stick your dick in there the fangs come out and pierce one ball each.


M is the first letter in my real name and 137 is my favorite/lucky number. I made my avatar about a decade ago, inspired by synthwave music and style (specifically after seeing waveshaper play live).
All of social media is dying before our eyes.
Good. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
Ackchyually, that’s not writing. If the bear did as they said the page should say “you” or “bunny/rabbit”.
Stuff like that is pretty common in museum shops here in Sweden, and I’m sure many other countries too. It’s very overpriced though, but that’s expected for shops like that, and I think that’s fine as long as it helps the museum.


they said they’re an immigrant to a country other than the US, as proof of how it’s done with some level of sense in most of the world.

Still doubt he actually read it, he probably had it read to him (either as an audio book or by some goon of his).


This thread showed up like it was meant for me in this very moment as I’m currently laying in my sofa and blasting this on high volume and drowning in the vibe:
Afro Celt Sound System - Volume 2: Release (Real World Gold)
Haven’t heard anything truly like it so I think it fits the thread.
This album has been with me since my childhood.
My mom used to house sit this crazy special house during the summers around 1998-2005 that belongs to a clay sculpture artist, my mom discovered this band there and loved this album especially.
It was mostly my mom, me (born 1990) and my little sister (born 1992) in the middle of the woods all summer break in this absolutely dream like house, it’s something out of a movie really.
A lot of the house was built by the artist dude, with tons of handmade clay sculptures, mosaics, wooden details of animals and twisted tree logs built into the structure. The sides of the road through the woods to the house was filled with totem poles, human-ish figures and other sculptures.
We just enjoyed the woods and the house, made clay art and nice food, went bathing in the river and took care of the garden.
There are so many deeply connected smells, sounds, sights and feelings in me to that house, it really affected me in a great way.
I so wish I could post photos of it but I have no contact with the owner and don’t want to do it without his permission.


Willing and able, which isn’t the case for any of those people.
It does get very hard, but it’s also a game that doesn’t require finishing IMO. I’ve played till it too hard or I needed a break and then come back to it a couple of months or a year or two later and get further every time. It’s awesome.