

They’re very delicate, please refer to them as Porcelain Americans.


They’re very delicate, please refer to them as Porcelain Americans.
Easy there LBJ.


Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome
Reagan and Haig
Mr. Begin and friend
Mrs. Thatcher
And Paisley “Hello Maggie!”
Mr. Brezhnev and party “Scusi dov’è il bar?”
The ghost of McCarthy
And the memories of Nixon
And now, adding colour “Who’s the bald chap?”
A group of anonymous Latin-American meat packing glitterati


Unfortunately they are.
Everything you create with company resources is owned by the company.


I hate intellectual property, but let them fight.
It was the meat slicer. It’s in someone’s sub.


HP-Newscorp sent chills down my spine. I think the only thing more evil would be adding Nestlé to that.
I’m partial to Vigor from User Friendly.



In pretty sure we’ve been doing that for awhile.

In the early 2000s I had a Pentium III in an FCPGA to PPGA adapter plugged into a PPGA to slot 1 adapter in my Abit BX6 2.0 board. Amazingly it worked for awhile until it suddenly didn’t. It didn’t crash gracefully either, it started throwing all kind of random errors at random times. I miss the times when you could do ridiculous stiff like that though.
Why have few computer when many not work.
I was talking about how shitposting on reddit became a cesspool because people started to post actual shit takes and then claim “it’s just a joke bro” when called out on it. I’m starting to see the same thing here in Lemmy; this post being an example. I’d rather this community didn’t get overrun by chuds.


I love Foundation. It’s one of the few times I’ve seen something that they’ve diverged so much from the source material yet made an enjoyable story that is still recognizable.


Ghost in the Shell was horrible. She played the Major as a completely different character than the original. Scarlett Johansen plays a really good seductive spy, but that’s all she plays. Major Kusanagi was ace.

“I dreamed I saw my maternal grandmother sitting by the bank of a swimming pool, that was also a river. In real life, she had been a victim of Alzheimer’s disease, and had regressed, before her death, to a semi-conscious state. In the dream, as well, she had lost her capacity for self-control. Her genital region was exposed, dimly; it had the appearance of a thick mat of hair. She was stroking herself, absent-mindedly. She walked over to me, with a handful of pubic hair, compacted into something resembling a large artist’s paint-brush. She pushed this at my face. I raised my arm, several times, to deflect her hand; finally, unwilling to hurt her, or interfere with her any farther, I let her have her way. She stroked my face with the brush, gently, and said, like a child, “isn’t it soft?” I looked at her ruined face and said, “yes, Grandma, it’s soft.”
-Jordan Peterson
I think The Laundry was called as soon as it was written down.
We have unreality at home.
Did you actually just say that with no irony? The “western” world lives in relative luxury because of continued exploitation of the global south.