Arvada here too.

Howdy neighbor!

He also said he didn’t rape any children on that fucked up island…

I was thinking the other week about how it’s getting to a point that I would consider a membership fee to access something like lemmy but guaranteed no AI or bots or bullshit advertising.

I know it isn’t possible, but if it was, I’d pay a small fee to have it.

You win the internet today.

Thank you for your service

This is my stance on the word.

We use it regularly in engineering for this exact definition. Mentally disabled people typically operate in the best version of themselves nearly all the time (minus bad days, we all have em)

But people who have the potential to operate at their full capacity but choose not to are the very definition of the word.

I will definitely think it while standing in line behind someone for 15 minutes at a coffee shop who don’t decide to even look at the menu until the cashier gets to them.

But I still don’t say it, as intention and perception are competely unrelated.

I’d also add “you dumb fucker” hits about the same, without the fallout of “the R word”

I guess that’s the part about people and taboo words I don’t understand. A little fun flex in vocabulary can transmit the same sentiment without impacting others.

Tactical strike, not full fallout.

I can tell American society is getting exponentially more stupid by how many more cheeky vanity license plates I see as time goes on.

Hmmm… Nope…

Fatty here.

Southwest Airlines in the United States let’s you buy an extra seat, and then when you check in at the airport, they will refund the cost of the extra seat provided you are a “person of size.”

Being that the center arm rests go up, this makes it significantly more tolerable for both me, and the regular sized person who sits in the row with me.

A lot of the other airlines used to do this as well. Now only Southwest does… For now…

Once you get above about XXXL, you typically have to pay significantly more to get a shirt that fits correctly in that size.

Not arguing, just food for thought…

Engineer here:

If I could get AI to put up with a client/architect’s bullshit I’d vibe code my way to a life without meetings that could have been emails.

As a working professional electrical engineer, I get more, and much prefer, conversations of theology with more educated individuals than myself significantly more than I do with other technically minded people.

I’d also say that most people going into higher education for anything have “already decided to dedicate a lot of time to studying the thing they’ve already decided is the answer.”

I haven’t bought an EA game in years for all the usual reasons. Then they announced the new Skate game and I got nervous I’d have to to patronize that awful company again, even for a ftp. Then it came out, and I was completely relieved.

Really rooting for the guys making Session to iron out the rest of their shit…

A negative boy was unsure about a radical party.

The boy was a square, so he missed out on four awesome chicks.

And the whole thing was over by 2am…

A little groove box. Like the Roland T-8 or Novation Circuit.

Few hundred bucks will get you a used one. Super fun to sit around and make your own simple beats and songs. No musical knowledge required!

I’m a big proponent of modern affordable musical electronics. If you like it, it’s a fun little thing to do. If you love it, there is endless depth to pursue in many directions. No natural rhythm or understanding of melody needed. It’s fun to just sit and tweak knobs and notes until you like what comes out.

I also recently discovered this website called “Strudel REPL” that let’s you code electronic music in your browser for free. Another fun way to check out the hobby without spending anything.

I mean my parents are not good people. Huge part of it. Alcoholism and anger pretty much ruled the roost in my childhood.

Not that it alleviates me of any blame, but I’ve always been very comfortable with negativity and confrontation.

I also think they’re is a lot of it that comes from "children raising children; " In regards to how much behavior I learned from boys my own age, and boys only slightly older, but no less ignorant.

It’s funny how sensitive I was to anything remotely hurtful, and simultaneously completely without empathy for anyone of any kind.

It’s still there. If my little ego gets bumped too hard, or someone isn’t having any of my shit on an off day my knee-jerk reaction is to go right back to that place. But I try to keep my poop in a group, most of the time.

Thank ye. I am much happier now, but I’m also super ashamed that it had to happen at all. Like how long it took me to realize that all people are equal is super lame. I think about it all the time. It scares me how easy it would be to just not care about anyone and behave however I want, and just move through life like that. Like a lot of people do.

I mean, the only real convenient part of an existential crisis is that its with you, every minute of every day. So being a bag of shit goes with me everywhere!

This right here. Exact same thing for me.

This is all going to sound super dumb and obvious, but I think that underlines how delusional young straight men can become about themselves and the world. The first step was sloooowly coming to the realization that:

A) I’m not unique, special, important, and/or entitled to anything. Ever.

B) I’m not nearly as fucking smart as I think I am, and everyone else is much smarter than I think they are. Which is the perfect combination to make me incredibly stupid.

After it took me embarrassingly far into my 20’s to come to terms with all that, I literally had to start from scratch on retraining how I thought about how I interacted with/viewed everything and everyone.

I had no empathy, respect, or regard. I spent years blaming my lack of quality relationships on other people and “society.” Whatever the fuck that means.

I was living in a vacuum. All I could do was judge people on whether or not they were worth my time, while having zero understanding that I absolutely wasn’t worth anyone’s time.

I thought being funny, knowing things, and being good at stuff made me a real catch and, sadly, better than everybody.

My father is a massive selfish pile of shit, and I spent my youth hating him for all of those exact same behaviors. I dunno what finally let me see it, but it took way too long to get there.

Years later I would read a quote from (I think) Sylvia Plath about how “women are not machines you put the nice coins in until the sex comes out” (paraphrasing, didn’t Google) and that exactly defines how I thought about women.

By my late 20s I had begun correcting my perspective. I spent a lot of time working on what I have to offer, rather than what others can offer me. It improved the quality of all my relationships. I’m in my early 40s now, ten years into a wonderful relationship. I look back at myself and think about how small and fragile I was. Now I think a lot about time. How precious it is, and you can’t get it back. My partner now loves me so much, I want to try every day to return that love and be worth her time.

I see other guys at all ages living in the same sad little world I lived in. I wish I could run a seminar teaching dudes they aren’t that fucking great.