
I wouldn’t hold my breath. Kissinger made it to 100.
Victim of Communism

I wouldn’t hold my breath. Kissinger made it to 100.


What does that have to do with the drm mandate being easy to get around?
You can get around the DRM mandate with a bicycle. That doesn’t mean you’ve solved the underlying problem


Very important to know the difference and be clear eyed about it


I’m not sure honestly sure what your point is
3D printers produce plastic crap.


It’s helpful to understand what you actually have control over, rather than confusing good fortune for savvy decision making.


every neighborhood has a few people who can build you a car from scratch in a day
How many cars does the city demand be produced each day? Cause my own city of Houston sees over 380k new cars sold annually.
the city already has several thousand car factories that don’t require registration
Itty bitty ones, sure. And they take weeks to produce a working vehicle, of substandard quality.
there’s no mechanism to enforce registration
Until you get pulled over
the cost of building a new car is a few hundred dollars
A plastic car that can go maybe a few hundred miles before falling apart if it’s made perfectly.
Building a 3d printer from a kit is different from building one from scratch
You can build cars from a kit, too. But I’m not going to do that when I can buy a used Corolla or KIA for couch cushion money and drive it into the ground over the next fifteen years.


That seems like a nightmare to set up.
Feels like people casually mocking car registration by pointing to the Hot Rod from Home Improvement.
I mean, sure. It can be done. But I failed to install a water cooling kit in my computer after a very long and harrowing weekend. I’m not fucking with this.


Getting a proper industrially manufactured firearm has never been easier.
The paranoia around Ghost Guns is more an expression of the gun regulation movement’s impotence.
If you want a gun in this country, and you’ve got more than a couple hundred dollars, you can get one.


even when you do have a choice, how often do you actually read what you’re agreeing to?
You don’t bother precisely because it’s an enormous amount of work for no discernable benefit.
What are you doing to do? Not rent a car or fly on a plane? Not own any electronics or motorized vehicles? Not rent an apartment? Not use software?
We have the option to try to vote with our wallets
Do we? What good is money if we can’t spend it?


people agree to it
Hardly an agreement if it’s predicated on access to a service, particularly if the service is a utility, a monopoly, or a cartel.
If every vendor uses uniform language as a means of mitigating their own collective liability, the agreement is functionally coerced.


As a general rule, arbitration is a great tool for multiple parties to resolve a dispute without going all the way to trial.
The issue isn’t with arbitration on it’s face, but forced arbitration as dictated by a single party.


Transgender Anti-War Communists, no less.
The only thing scarier is a Muslim Mayor.


Skewering the Integrated Survivability Onion


I would do just fine without AI like I did when we didn’t have the Internet.
I mean, I considered the internet a godsend for a whole host of reasons and have been much better off with it than without it. Auto-Nav alone has saved me more hours utterly lost in my car than I care to think about.
But i would manage either way.
Wouldn’t really have a choice.
But then that’s the thing with AI. It’s not “the internet”. It’s this superfluous annoying add-on that keeps getting forced into platforms I was perfectly happy to use without it.
I’m constantly “choosing” not to use it and then finding the damned thing branded onto the ass-end of whatever new application or environment I approach.

Mail Models

Me, a Meth Addict, constantly trying to blow meth smoke in your face and stab you with meth needles: “You’re going to have a pretty hard time getting by without it!”

So does Pikes Peak in Colorado, all the way up 14,000 feet.

Ah, yes. The Old Gods of Appalachia.

The thing about mountains is that they’re all big when you’re at the bottom of them
Oops, all Cher