I was listening to Behind the Bastards and the guest asked him why it seems like there’s a pattern of crazy wealthy people doing sex pest things. He said there was a study that related a certain level of wealth to having a brain injury. Basically, when you have a certain amount of crazy obscene wealth, the concept of value loses all meaning to you, and that loss affects other types of value as well - like personal value. Wish I could find more about that. Seems like it would be an interesting read.
That said, I would take my unlimited money and build an underwater Bond villain lair. From there I would do what I could to make the world better, but leave me alone.
I’d imagine you could get a decent bludgeoning wrench for around that at a pawn shop. Doesn’t need to be super functional. A pipe wrench in need of some rehabilitation would work nicely.
Yeah me too. It goes back to your threat level. How likely is it that someone is going to break into my home to steal my desktop all James Bond-like? The answer is, “not very.” Anything mobile has a significantly higher probability of falling into the wrong hands. These things are encrypted. Even the very old laptop that never leaves my house is encrypted because it could.
“I mean, not me. I only just got this job. Still finding my way. But someone should definitely do something. Gonna be a lot of work figuring out what should be done. It’s just so complicated. We’re going to have to invent some way to make sure everyone can access competent and affordable healthcare. How do you do that? Where do you even start? What a monumental task. But think of the accomplishment if we could do that. Think of the example we’d be setting for so many other nations. We’d be pretty great. I mean we already are pretty great, but we’d be better. Man, we’d be awesome.” At this point he’s gone, like a poor person dreaming about what they’d do if they won the lottery.
Sometimes it’s like, when they’re coming up with headlines, there’s an editor who asks the important question, “Is this meme-able enough? Can we make it more meme-able without being obvious? I mean we don’t want to make it too easy. “
Feels like this could be helped immensely by a blurb at the top of his GitHub page pointing to a gofundme to help pay for a lawyer. If the case has legs, settle and move forward. If not, it should be trivial for an IP lawyer to get dismissed.
… will go to jail and be forced to carry the pregnancy to term, be billed for delivery services, and raise the kid on her own. Nothing screams “stable childhood” like the government forcing your kid on you as punishment for getting pregnant.
Forgot to add the SA image was cached in my browser. So when my roommate asked me about it I brought it back up and, of course it looked fine to me! No dicks to be seen.
A group of friends and I had a little website we used as a precusor to modern day social media. I made a comment on a post on there where I linked to an image on SA. Little did I know that Lowtax didn’t use goatse. No he used a very high resolution close-up image of the head of a penis with a drop of pre-finishing liquid oozing out.
So I post this comment from my desk and go back to work. About 30-minutes later, my roommate, who sat a few cubicles down from me says my name. Not like normal, his voice broke as he was saying it. I’m like, “what?” He says, “what did you post to the site?” I told him and he says that is not at all what he’s seeing. I go over there and holy shit all 1600x1200 pixels of his 21” CRT is filled with this engorged dickhead!
We reached out to the site admin and told him what happened. He deleted the image ref and I posted a comment explaining what happened.
Another time, at my same cubicle desktop, I updated my Linux workstation and went to lunch. When I get back, my screensaver is just a whole bunch of very explicit porn images. Apparently Jamie Zawenski(sp?), the maintainer of xscreensaver, thought it would be a good idea to introduces a new screensaver that went out and eandomly pulled images from anywhere on the web. So that was fun.
It sounds like you two share some traits, so it seems like being honest about your feelings might be somewhat low risk. If you both have depression and some form or anxiety, she might be having similar feelings. It could be that, while you go along as a coping mechanism, she blurts out what she's thinking to the same end.
In the end, if you value your relationship with her, honestly is always the best policy.
I keep using Facebook to keep up with family and friends I don’t see all the time. I also use marketplace. I maintain a group of family members where I post jpgs of raw family photo scans I host (moving the raws to Immich at the moment). Other than that I occasionally post a funny thing from Lemmy as a “still alive” post.
Messenger can be replaced by signal, discord, or any other messaging type app.
… Messenger can be replaced by what the person you’re trying to communicate with is willing to use. I’ve resisted using WhatsApp on my personal phone for years because I just don’t trust Meta products, but you have to have it in Costa Rica. It’s just a fact of life. Same with messenger in a lot of ways.
I was listening to Behind the Bastards and the guest asked him why it seems like there’s a pattern of crazy wealthy people doing sex pest things. He said there was a study that related a certain level of wealth to having a brain injury. Basically, when you have a certain amount of crazy obscene wealth, the concept of value loses all meaning to you, and that loss affects other types of value as well - like personal value. Wish I could find more about that. Seems like it would be an interesting read.
That said, I would take my unlimited money and build an underwater Bond villain lair. From there I would do what I could to make the world better, but leave me alone.