Needs to happen for more than just one day! A good start but nothing will change unless you kneecap the economy for at least two weeks, that’s when corporations start to shit themselves as seen with COVID.

For sure, but it’s also silly that it’s probably not great at what it does. So we’re sacrificing our privacy for something a human could do well enough on their own being replaced by something that might actually be even worse at being accurate.

I know it’s not easy or viable for a lot of people, but folks really should try to embrace the private tracker world if they can because it involves a lot of moderators who help prevent malware from being uploaded to begin with by having strict rules. It’s not completely perfect and not everything gets caught, but it’s got more safeguards than a public site without a moderation queue.

In my state, they haven’t had me come in to update my photo in nearly 10 years. I have both lost and then gained weight in that time, I have been balding, my hair is graying, and I have to wear glasses at all times while my photo doesn’t have me in glasses. I have never had a passport and have only now been looking into getting one considering apparently a Real ID just isn’t enough proof for citizenship apparently.

I can’t imagine that the old blurry photo on my license would easily be matched to my current face. Seems like it would be easier for a human to make that determination.

Posted on January 13th, 2026…

Update on January 15th… 2025?

Talk about shared human experience of still writing the previous year down in the first month of the new year.

Sorry my memory wasn’t good here, it was Pasqually’s Pizza.

Forbidden Gummygoo

They’re trying really fucking hard to make fetch happen.

Which is dumb because neofetch, fastfetch, hyfetch, and uwufetch all already exist!

Love these lyrics, gonna have to give that song a spin, thanks.

Back in them boingboing days.

I thought this was well known? It started really gearing up during COVID.

Chuck E. Cheese was selling pizza under the monicker of “Pagliuchi’s Pizza” or some shit.

I mean, that’s wild because the 80s and 90s were pretty homophobic too. So even worse than then? Just great…

I mean pretty easy for a pretty, skinny girl whose profile is nothing but thirst trap pics with a link to her onlyfans page to say.

Not so easy for the unfortunate looking women who hit on me and I politely try to let them down as kindly as possible.

There are extremely sadly ugly people out there of all genders. They didn’t ask to be born that way but it is not easy for them.

It’s worthwhile you mention Sarajevo, and in reference to that I will post this tidbit posted by a MetaFilter user in 2009 regarding their experience in the siege of Sarajevo. I have it bookmarked and post it from time to time where it seems appropriate. The reality is though, you’re correct, Americans by and large don’t know what they’re asking for.

Well, unlike the majority of you (I assume), I actually lived several years in a period of savagery and killing, during which nothing - food, water, electricity, phone, clothing, sense of safety, school, the ability to go out in public, etc - was available, except during totally unpredictable, brief and sporadic occasions.

Of those who couldn’t leave my city, Sarajevo:

Some people (very few) were prepared for what they thought would be the “long haul” - this tended to be a couple of months. These people were widely seen as lunatics and dangerously pessimistic ones at that.

Most people were not at all prepared. This included my family. Many of those - like my family - considered the idea of “preparation” to be an affront to the decency we felt most people possessed. Were we wrong? Well, I don’t know. We suffered greatly; my parents were killed. But speaking only for myself, I never felt I cheapened my soul by betting on calamity. Today, that still feels like it’s worth something.

But here’s the main point: “Preparing” for the disaster really didn’t do anyone much good. Those who “prepared” ate a little better for a while. They stayed warmer for a few extra days. They enjoyed the radio for a while longer (via batteries.) But in the end, they ended up hungry, cold and bored too, just like the rest of us. Guns and weapons helped no one directly and were even of little to no use in the defense of Sarajevo, since they were toys compared to the shells, bombs and high-powered armaments of the attacking forces. The worst parts of war were psychological - the fear, anxiety, boredom, loneliness, paranoia, bad dreams. Respite from those things came with sharing food with a neighbor, finding a piece of clothing that would fit someone you knew, commiserating with others in your position, figuring out how to make make-up from brick or french fries from wheat paste and spreading this newly-acquired war knowledge around the mahala.

We knew who had extra food and supplies. For the most part, they weren’t attacked or hassled or bothered. Contrary to what these survivalists say, those in dire times generally hold on to their personal sense of pride even more than they do in normal times. I’d take a bite of a friend’s salad without bothering to ask in normal times. I’d never have done that in wartime, no matter how hungry I was.

Within the domain of those trapped in the city, civility greatly increased.

You often hear how Holocaust survivors felt guilt at surviving. Well, during war, that was a feeling everyone was aware of - people started dying right away (my parents were killed near the start of the siege, for instance) - and there was a palpable enough common sense of karma to make everyone into good Samaritans. None of us understood why we survived while others didn’t. I shared food when I had it, even though I often knew I wouldn’t have a crumb the next day. Which was no big achievement, because nearly everyone did the same.

Those who’d prepared, well, the majority of them shared their food and whatever else they had as soon as someone else was clearly in need. I can’t swear it, but I think they felt a little foolish to have been so self-obsessed, and giving away that stuff might have lessened that feeling. There were a few people who hoarded things until they ran out of stuff - eventually everybody ran out of anything worth hoarding - and they soon became wishful beggars like the rest of us. Again, I can’t swear it, but I hear stories, and it seems that these people suffer from post-war trauma, guilt and nightmares more than the rest of us.

Those survivalists, I feel sorry for them. It’s no way to live.

posted by Dee Xtrovert at 9:33 PM on January 28, 2009

Trump never follows through on his promises especially if that promise is for anything pro-social. He occasionally follows through on his anti-social promises. Shouldn’t the whole world know this by now?

And the originals weren’t kids movies?

I guess the massive amount of Star Wars toys I had as a child somehow led me to believe otherwise.

Original trilogy are also kids movies, fight me.

I fell asleep while watching James Cameron’s Avatar in an IMAX theater on release.

Most tedious movie of his career until the sequels (guessing, didn’t give the sequels a chance because why would I?)

Tough call to just choose one.

Dead Man

Pan’s Labyrinth

Human Nature

Windows officially is more complicated and needs more jumping through hoops to use than fucking Linux.

Literally having to give up and resort to, not a Powershell terminal mind you, but the traditional command prompt.

Microsoft, fix your fucking shit god.

It’s not actually called “sex change surgery” it is called gender affirmation surgery and/or gender reassignment surgery.

So it’s not so much a misnomer as it is uninformed people using the wrong terminology entirely.