Or pushing buttons thousands of miles away.

I have a big orange cat. My friend just ignored his name and called him Bubastis.

How do you people propose to call them? Expansionists? Colonialists? Genocidists?

You just gotta fight back and live your life. Sounds simple, but in my country, we lived through “the perfect dictatorship”. We know this shit.

You’d probably like Paul’s Boutique by the Beastie Boys. You may also wanna try Nujabe’s Modal Soul.

It’s clearly a giant.

You should also take into account the animosity against lemmy.ml in general from some instances and communities. Something to do with the moderation here or something else.

The one about the head of my sister.

It was a total tragedy. My sister dies at fifteen in a train accident, all messed up. Except her head. While mourning for her, my family members start hearing rumors about her being miraculous. The rumors became a cult. The thing is, my sister’s head was invulnerable. Her head wasn’t damaged at all in the train wreck, and even dead, her head wasn’t decomposing.

People started coming to see it by themselves. It was true. Her head was pristine, but for us, for me, it was still my older sister. The cult became a part of the church. They built some temple for her head where people could go to see her. I remember the altar. It was all made of crystal, sometimes they put flowers there, giving it some color. Her head was inside a crystal cube on a pedestal, so people could watch her from every direction. They put her a crown, like a quinceañera (this is similar to a humble crown in one of those female beauty contests). To get to her head, people had to climb like a hundred crystal steps, curved, not straight.

My sister’s head wasn’t neither alive. The head didn’t age but also wouldn’t talk. Her eyes were always shut, but you could see her face, her mouth displaying different recognizable expressions, like a shy smile or some concern. She looked beautiful.

Probably the invasion of our civilization by an army of some rock-like anthropomorphic civilization. They were intelligent and very hard to hurt. Even if I dreamed them as a child, I still remember their faces and big heads with those cat eyes. They were never alone and sized like robust basketball players.

Delonix regia, the original flamboyant.

They should ask ChatGPT hoe to make OpenAI profitable. I’m sure the answer will make them take off.

I’m running the KDE spin, because, well, just because. It was a bit strange to think about it, like “Nautilus? I’m not having that problem. Wait a minute”. This year I stopped using GNOME, nothing specific about it, just wanted to try Plasma. Wanted to experience the old convenience of Linux to just switch to another DE with a couple of commands.

I upgraded yesterday, thinking I may have not enough time to do it the rest of the year. It already works great in my AMD Ideapad.

I am kind of unemployed and just maintaining the house in order would take away those 24h in a breeze. Keep your house pretty, in order and well supplied.

It is inherently disruptive. And “knowing” Linus, if he apologizes for the communication, it won’t come soon enough.

Somehow, that’s comforting to me. And hey, it’s been almost a day and we are still around.

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Sorry for liking it.

Sounds like a great way to reboot the DC or Marvel universe. How probable is this bubble bursts and affects us before we fuck up our environment for good? Would we be able to know if it already happened somewhere far from us? Like, “we have 5 years, that’s all we’ve got”.

Oh… USA is untrustworthy country and taints even regular good people by them having to live there. What can they do if CIA/DEA/CIS/DHS/SS/FBI or something calls and tells them to put in some code they want? Refuse and watch their loved ones rot in prison/get deported/disappear/die? Comply but risk telling the community they just did that?