You can buy them? Is that where they come from??? I have so many from cable boxes and modems over the years

Same, it wore thin quickly, and I found myself looking forward to a pivot that never came. I would have rather seen some no-bullshit “wtf is wrong with you” type rhetoric from him after the satire.

Dumbass freeloading babies…

Haha, I thought that said “until pings work”

Yeah, and somebody is going to have to start, so is that you?

I’ve only recently even heard of substack as some sort of social media platform. I’m almost afraid to ask, but what’s wrong with its owners?

Pronoia - the universe is out to help you and forces are stacked in your favor

I bet it has a few vibrate modes

Definitely had no idea you meant article 5

To be fair, Putin is also called President

Starts off as Harry Potter, ends as Full Metal Jacket. I really enjoyed it, even if it doesn’t stray too far from the Gundam formula.

ChatGPT could write a damning indictment of literally anything using Benjamin Franklin’s style, so it’s not a very compelling argument.

In that case maybe the single chopstick was the first utensil…? I feel like a two-pronged stick would be ridiculed at first, much the way heliocentrism was. Imagine being the Copernicus of stick technology, lol

When keeping it real… goes wrong

There were adrenochrome WMDs on that boat, they had to do it

But exploitation has worked flawlessly for hundreds of years! I can’t think of a single powerful group that doesn’t swear by it!

I love the idea of generation ships, and I think we should use them even if they don’t end up being as important in the long run.

Yeah, what is this, Red Bull?

I’m sure Hadjar is going to get the nod any minute now, what with all the points Tsunoda has scored, lol

“Book of the New Sun” was a fucking fever dream and is widely considered one of the best fantasy books. My friends couldn’t stop talking about it but I just thought it was strange.

“Latro in the Mist” was more accessible to me.

I went to a restaurant in Dallas near the stadiums where asking for “water, please” got us a glass bottle of whatever rich-people water they served.

Everything was expensive and the food was super whatever. It’s called Soy Cowboy, if anybody’s curious.