schmorp @ schmorpel @slrpnk.net

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As a failed (not really, but academically) engineer who is only comfortable around non-humans I find this very relatable. But is it more the human contact or the human contact with engineers in specific or the technology that gives you soul damage?

I actually love tech, but I also think a lot of modern tech is overkill and shouldn't exist, and I can't get excited about modern gadgetry anymore.

Often. But more often not. It's nice to be alone, because a lot of human interaction involves unnecessary drama. Maybe it's just our brains protecting us.

Helping someone escape domestic abuse and care for her animals while her dangerous lunatic ex keeps wrecking her house and farm, actually risking to put the entire mountain on fire, and the police keeps typing a pile of documents about the ongoing case without actually doing anything. I'll keep doing it even if I end up tearing the 'Call us if you experience domestic violence' posters off of the police station walls tomorrow to shove them up the arses of the smug bastard clowns in uniform who are supposed to guarantee the safety of vulnerable people. Been a long week and no end in sight.

'If you have no store-bought cream, hunted and foraged is fine'

Intelligence is a term too vague to be of use for the comparison of species. If you were tasked with finding the next waterhole in an arid landscape you might not be found very intelligent compared with a whole range of other species. Or if the proof of intelligence was to manage a planet in a sustainable way.

Rights are difficult. Basically we have, gradually, invaded a lot of spaces once occupied by other species, and keep invading more. Giving rights to dogs, cats, whales or horses is an invader giving rights to the invaded. On the other hand, as we keep turning the temperature of the planet up, we worsen the conditions for ourselves and some bug, fungus, microbe or lizard might prove to be the next big thing after mammals had their chance?

Too restrained for a purse. In the pockets of my cargo pants: seeds, flowers and twigs. Bits of string. Plastic electric fence thingies.

You are not wrong

Oh were you my kid. He's 19, just finished his driving license and entering the vintage supercar phase. Scares the shit out of me.

I think it's quite possible we are already being 'exploited' (or exist in some symbiosis with other species, depends on perspective)?

Did we domesticate yeast, or did it domesticate us?

hm sounds like you're enjoying yourself way too much sure that must be bad in some way? /s

agreed, being tall would be cool tho

It's just bewildering to prohibit a plant that is easy to grow, serves a lot of uses, and doesn't easily get you killed.

I'm also in Europe, and still trying to cope with the fact that I got into trouble with the law for tending a garden. Well I guess at least it re-radicalized me for all it's worth.

Multigenerational housing for the win! Also, neat job, congrats!

Wait is Github enshittifying already? I thought that was on next year's schedule?

Sounds like a place. I'm a neoluddite who earns her income online. Not bite the hand that feeds me? Sometimes I'm too feral for that.

Where would I get started? Is there a Portuguese community?

I want to handspin again! Currently I'm dyeing and knitting some local machine-spun into a winter dress but I drool for a simple spindle.

I kill and butcher animals for myself and sometimes friends together with my boyfriend. Mostly pigs, some sheep and goats, poultry. Sometimes injured animals who are too injured or in too much pain.

The idea is to save the stress of transport to animals who are raised in good conditions as part of diversified restorative small-scale agriculture.

The killing and butchering is just one part of a circle of activities around the farm throughout the year, but probably the most unmentionable in any social setting other than among meat fanatics.

Same. I fog myself through the frustration of realizing I've seen nothing but growing and inevitable dystopia around me all my life. Rode into the pandemic in a fully self-made burnout, realized being productive was mainly futile and destructive, and decided to just chill, with weed as needed. I'm not lazy or have given up, I just learn every day to enjoy simple and sustainable comforts and avoid consumption and energy waste, so I guess it's all about doing fuck all wherever applicable, with a passion.

Huh, do you think those 'normal' and 'younger' people are here now, in this thread??