One disheartening part of "when this is over" is knowing that funding increases for military, and all law enforcement historically creates a new baseline on a one way street for both parties. Generally increases of public surveillance works the same way.
It's so obvious that there's no reason to even click on this article unless you want to compile a list of sellouts.
Let me tell you, I've worked for Canadians so long that I probably have more friends there than here. They WANT to buy our booze, but not nearly as much as they want to say fuck you to our government for demanding they bow down to them.
One of the most illogical parts of the true believers that love this kinda thing is they don't want checks on this govt and want them to do whatever they want, but that also implies a belief in infallible competence and benevolence (to them) that defies the reality of every govt ever and anywhere
Possible he just wants a new job
I think this is actually worse than the screenshot I posted
I'm most bummed about not being blocked
In a way, this person is mass blocking you all for not agreeing he should be laid off
Until December of last year I was using LLMs as fancy autocomplete for coding. It was nice for scaffolding out boilerplate, or giving me a gut check on some things, or banging out some boring routine stuff. In the past two months Claude has written about 99% of my code. Things are changing. Fast
Somehow not being blocked I wanted quote post this, but it's disabled. But who gets this excited to post, "hey check it out! I'm obsolete!"
I spend so much time on immigration for work. It's remarkable how disproportionate it is and how many americans fail to recognize their one way privilege.
Starting to wonder if they take it so personally because they're all dating their chatbots
It's a fragility that comes with making a tech product 90% of your personality
Hallmark greeting card "can't wait to get my mitts on you" edition
Don't even get why drug companies want tv ads. Jardiance, your anus and genitals may explode while your legs die. Buy our product.
Not only have I been there, it's possibly the most unlikely and very popular location for tour production prep and rehearsals
Well, it was also with someone from H2O...
Any time I hear his name I just think, "I miss Earwax"
I just realized that the last time I ever got to eat at Earwax was with him, and I still barely know anything about him.
I'm barely making this up and it feels like my brain is being used as a toilet.
You like this podcaster?
Never heard it
I liked him but then I heard a podcast talking about that podcast, but got unsure when I heard this other podcast talking about the response to the podcast talking about the podcast.
I've never cared about anything less
You should. Elections depend on it
Fake Daily mail headline. We blame migrants so you don’t blame billionaires
Evolution. Instead of, "written in a crude cabin before mailing the bombs" it's now, "written in a mansion with the demand you buy their bomb yourself"
For those who missed it: this was the moment The Strokes ensured they’ll never be invited back to Coachella again! I'm so proud of them
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I work for 3 foreign bands and despite 2 of them starting a record cycle, between them we'll only be in the US around 4 weeks total. One starts in 10 days and the visas still haven't arrived.
Makes you wonder which voters they want and respect more!
I'm starting to believe that the only part of being projected on the imag that made this lady mad is that it was too brief and she wasn't made the focus of the entire show.
Damn. I can pretty much hear the mic placement.
I do enjoy the idea of these creeps looking across the bar in Thailand to see my elderly father sitting there and giving them a window into their future.
Got through the 1st paragraph then realized it's a story about younger internet obsessed versions of my 81 yr old father and his, um, girlfriend in Thailand. No thank you.
