

Does what it says on the tin.
Unemployed journalist, burner, raver, graphic artist and vandweller.
I read news so you don’t have to (but you still should).
Does what it says on the tin.
Honestly? This isn’t even new … I posted plenty of porn of my ex-wife, leading to a guy offering to buy her a house if she left me. Being creepy, uh … finds a way. I still don’t quite get why people don’t want to just meet someone and angle for a relationship instead of getting off in front of a glowing rectangle.
What were you expecting from that instance?
Toyotathon isn’t until the end of the year.
That’s easy enough to say, but it’s unlikely it would have turned out how you’re envisioning. “Common sense” is not so common, as it turns out.
If half of any platform were to be rude and/or inappropriate, I’d exit, stage left.
I don’t follow you to your conclusion, though. The way most people treat strangers in the U.S. is basically “when are they going to fuck me over?” We’re less pleasant in meatspace because we expect deceit.
Well, this is somewhat of a tedious slog to figure out what “young adults” are defined as.
From the abstract:
Sociodemographic characteristics and descriptive statistics for the analytic sample are presented in Table 1. Notably, the sample had a mean age of 29.11 years. Among participants, 79.7 % identified as cisgender women, and 31.3 % identified as gender and/or sexual minorities. The majority of participants held at least a college degree (88.1 %) and identified as very liberal or liberal (72.6 %). At Wave 5, approximately one-quarter of participants met symptom-based thresholds for at least …
Ellipsis not mine. Good thing we get to a fourth significant figure on age, though.
So, we have an absurdly skewed dataset … I’ll round, because this is … not data. Eight in 10 are women and nine in 10 have at least a bachelor’s. That’s going to get you results, but how they apply to the population in general is an exercise for statisticians who should know better.
If you want to say “most college-educated women,” we have a starting point, though still no clear age range, which is a fatal flaw for the premise of the conclusion. It’s unclear what setting up a survey under these conditions was intended to measure.
Let me tell you how excited I am that we’re getting yet more slow-moving heavy rains.
The midpoint is “give the corporations whatever they want.” One side adds internal genocide just for fun, while both are fine with that happening everywhere else.
It’s clear that neoliberalism is dead. The questions are what replaces it and whether it would actually be an improvement.
Takes notes
So you’re telling me I should start a business.
This is my first time running into his work. I intend to dig deeper now that I’ve seen how no-bullshit insightful he is.
I try my best. Thanks for the kind words.
To paraphrase … someone … You can’t unfuck in a single graf what took three prior volumes and an additional 20 chapters in Vol. 4 to lay out. There’s a lot of soul searching that needs to be done before we start moving in the right direction.
I tend not to think about just how long ago 2006 was, but I lived with my fiancee in a small apartment complex where we pretty much all knew each other … nine units all facing a courtyard. In the summer, I’d roll the large Weber grill out to the grass, light the coals, and anyone who wanted to throw some meat on was welcome to do so.
This was pretty much every night; in exchange for my charcoal contribution, I’d often be offered tri-tip leftovers or a bespoke burger. We were a very diverse group, and I can’t imagine that we’d all agree politically on any given point.
Nonetheless, we’d congregate around the grill, having brought out our camp chairs, and we’d sit there for hours, just shooting the shit, telling stories, playing cards or board games, and laughing our asses off while drinking beer. Bonding over food and drink as humans have for millennia. Smartphones weren’t a thing yet, nor was Facebook.
It was just neighbors hanging out, a chance for social interaction without being overwhelmed. We formed a bowling team with one of the other (redneck as fuck) couples, and politics were just never discussed, because whether you like the president doesn’t affect your odds of a strike.
The suffusion of politics into everything, along with the rise of manipulative social media, has killed these simple moments of humanity. I just want to go join a commune at this point.
This falls into the category of “other than that, Mrs. Lincoln, how was the play?”
News would be Local Jewish Community Totally Fine With Holocaust Denial.
That aside, please stop posting full articles on Beehaw. It opens the site to copyright liability. Excerpts are fine, falling under fair use, but the point of a functional news-aggregation site is to drive views on publishers’ sites so that they continue producing the content being shared.
Let’s be reasonable here … they aren’t running out of options; they’re running out of monetizable options by hosting a centralized repository. Patreon is still an option, as are many others geared toward individual creators.
I shot a fair amount of porn of my then-wife starting in 2010 – predating OnlyFans – and the monetization options were so terrible (she categorically refused to hand over a 40% commission on principle) that we just posted to FetLife for free. Payment processors hold far too much power, essentially being extragovernmental censors
Right, those “caravans” that negotiate the Darien Gap intact and without issue.
With inflation being what it is, I’d aim for $7.99 per minute. You’re leaving money on the table by going for '90s rates.
It’s heartening to see that the resistance consistently goes this route. Makes sense, of course, but still, it’s a slight sliver of sunshine.