And you’ll need 1 whole data center to run the emulator.

Maaaaaaaaan…this sucks. At one point in the 90s I had played every version of tetris released.

I haven’t kept up, but my inner 8 year old is sad. My inner 8 year old wants to play all the tetris, but my outer 42 year old self is keeping my inner 8 year old away from anything trump related.

My inner 8 year old is sad, but I’ll understand when I grow up…wait, how does this work again?

Unlimited Privacy Elite & Knuckles

So if you get a really big bowl, and give him a bath in water, is that considered a soup?

Not sure why people are downvoting you. I didn’t find your post to be snooty, or degrading. I just see someone who’s trying to help another human be a better human. I’ve always been a terrible speller. You can always tell when I type something out on my phone rather than my PC with mechanical keyboard. In this case I’ve just had the wrong spelling in my head, but if this were on PC it would have given me the red squiggle line, just as it’s doing right now with the word “downvoting”.

“Vacuum” is correct, and I’m not arguing that, but even just looking at it, my brain says “No, that’s wrong…it looks wrong…”

My brain does that all the time with words. In this case, I still think it looks wrong, but there are times I’ll spell a word correctly, think it looks wrong. Try again with a different spelling, and that looks wrong too because it is. Then try every version I can think of. Eventually I give up, and use google to spell check, and turns out it was right the first time, but still looks wrong. That’s not what happened here, but it happens daily. I’m 42, and spelling is something I’ve always struggled with.

Another way I misspell words is my cell phone will hit S instead of A, or W instead of S, or COMPLETELY ignore the fact I hit the space bar, which will join together two unrelated words.

So yeah, I do appreciate the correction, because it helps me make yet another mental note of what I’m actually wrong about. Words I initially misspelled in this post:

Downvoting (though this one is actually spelled right, it’s just not a real word).

Misspelled (irony!)

Appreciate

So, thank you. I felt like I needed to post this reply so people stop eating you alive in the downvotes. Calm down everybody! We’re all good here!

See, this is why they get away with it.

In the 1950s, before I was born, my dad was a child of about 8 years old.

My grandfather was a traveling vacume salesman. He’d travel the country, and sell vacumes door to door. There’s 365 days in a year, and he was generally home for about 14 of those days. Never together. Just an average of about 1 day a month he was home. Sometimes 2 days, but not back to back.

My grandmother wanted to spend some time with her husband, whom she loved deeply. So she requested he take a vacation with her, and their 4 children. So he put in the time off request, and was granted a 3 week break in the upcoming summer.

Now my family, both grandparents, and all 4 of their children are all white. But our last name is a name that you would assume is a black persons name. I still think it seems like a name that can be any race, but I’ve been consistantly told by black people, that I shouldn’t have my name, because I’m white. So I guess the common consensus is that my name is a black name.

Back in the 1950s, the way travel worked was very different. Today, you log onto a travel website, you book your own hotel, you compare deals, ect. Back then, none of that. Instead you could use a real estate agent which cost more, or you could do what my grandfather did. He went to the library, requested information on books about Myrtle Beach resorts. Then from there he called the hotel directly. When he talked to a hotel in Myrtle Beach City, they told him they would sent him an information packet in the mail. He would need to select the dates, the number of rooms, and number of guests. Which would be 6. Then the information packet would tell him how much his stay would cost, and he would use the postage included envelope to mail back his check, and a letter written to the hotel manager requesting stay. He mailed it off. A week or two later he gets what he thinks is his acceptance letter in the mail confirming the reservation. Instead he gets his check back, with the word “VOID” stamped on it. And a letter from the hotel manager.

“Dear Mr (our last name), I regret to inform you that we do not accept (n-word)'s at our fine establishment. We are a strictly whites only establishment.”

My grandma says she never seen fury in his eyes like that. This normally quiet, calm, individual who just wanted peace and quiet got a burning red rage in his eyes, and screams at the top of his lungs.

"KIDS, GET YOUR ASSES DOWN HERE RIGHT NOW!!! (Grandmas name), GO GET MY FUCKING CAMERA!!!

Couple things. First, my grandfather never raised his voice. He never demanded anything. He never cursed. And he NEVER NEVER NEVER ordered my grandma to do anything. If anything he felt it his responsibility to ask what she needs.

My grandma, nor my dad, nor my aunts knew what just happened. They just knew he was pissed, it came out of nowhere, and they were now scared. They didn’t get a chance to see the letter before he snapped. So you can bet my grandmother just ran to get the camera, and the kids came barreling down the stairs thinking they were in trouble.

ALRIGHT! EVERYBODY ON THE FRONT LAWN!!! WE’RE GOING TO TAKE A NICE HAPPY FAMILY PHOTO FOR THESE BASTARDS!!! I DIDN’T STORM NORMANDY FOR THIS SHIT!!!

I’ve seen the photo. The best way to describe it was an angry man, and 5 other terrified indivuduals all fake smiling. In the background was the house they lived in back then. Big beautiful house. Not a mansion, but big enough that some poor people might think it’s a mansion. 5 bedroom with 2 living rooms.

They take the photo and without saying a word my grandfather stormed inside to find this old timey quill and ink. He hand writes a reply. In cursive. Using a quill and ink which is VERY apperent that it’s not standard cheap ink pens.

Dear Mr (hotel managers name). No, I regret to inform YOU that we will not be entertaining the idea of ever staying at your resort. I will happily share a hotel with any man or woman of any race before I ever settle for enriching a racist. Our family will still be visiting Myrtle Beach for the dates previously requested, but at this time we will be seeking other arrangements for lodging. Enclosed you will find our family photo. Sincerely, (grandpas name)."

And a week later, he sent them that hand written letter, and the photo. They went on that vacation at a different hotel.

That hotel was torn down in the 1970s. My grandpa said his three greatest accomplishments in life were 1) Marrying my grandma 2) Sending that letter 3) Living through Normandy. In that order.

My point is, you can always seek alternatives. By still buying the product anyways, you’re actually doing harm by writing the letter now. At this point it only serves to prove to them that it’s worth it. They can trick the majority, but also even the people who aren’t fooled may not take the $2 worth of scam…but they’ll still buy the product. This just proves there is no downside for them.

Will you alone make a difference by not buying the thing? No. But you also have no principal in the situation. You’re mad, but still giving them money, so why would they stop? Maybe if more people in this world still held to their principals, collectively we start telling the world that they don’t run the show. They can stop scamming, or go out of business.

But by still buying the product, you give all that away.

Well now it’s just a dominance thing. They CAN use the toilet. They just prefer watching us clean their poop for a half hour, and then IMMEDIATELY poop again to ruin all the work we just did.

That just raises FURTHER questions!

That reminds me of when I was in kindergarten. Obviously cats aren’t going to start repeating things you yell at them, but kids do.

The first day of kindergarten when we went around the room introducing ourselves, it was like this:

"Hi, I’m Amanda.

Hi, I’m Mike.

Hi I’m Julie.

Hi, I’m Shawna

Hi, I’m MotherFucker."

And everybody just stopped and looked at him. Like a record scratch moment stops. The teacher just started scolding him. He seemed perplexed. He genuinely didn’t know what the issue was. Turns out, his dad never called him by name, and he was a very very sheltered kid. His dad would just yell things like “GET YER ASS DOWN HERE MOTHERFUCKER!”

His understanding was that his name was MotherFucker. Because that’s what his dad called him, and he only ever really interacted with his dad. It was such a weird experience to deal with him. Because this is just one story of how his home life affected his outlook without him realizing that what he’s saying is very very fucked up shit. I’ve never since seen an entire room be angry with pity all at the same person. He pissed off so many people, but we all had to remind ourselves it’s not his fault. He’s not being an asshole. He just exists in an assholes world.

…war?

That just sounds like Bobs Burgers. Where Gene was saving his poop for the Superbowl Halftime show. Medical problems ensued.

No no no no no no no no no no no no no no no.

I still remember the 2011 Reddit meetup, or whatever it was. Where they took a picture, and the girls were flashing their titties, and they were pouring beer all over the ground, and I swear there was an alternate picture besides the one that got famous, where the guy in the background was peeing on the driveway.

Can we please not do Lemmy meetups? I don’t feel confident that would be a good look for Lemmy.

I always just accepted everything as a kid, and just nodded along.

Haven’t thought about that little song in decades. But now, at age 42, I’m just now thinking “Hey, wait a minute! Beans aren’t fruits! What the hell…”

And I cannot for the life of me fathom how 5 year old me didn’t come to that conclusion. I just nodded. Yep. Magical fruit.

Stop being right!

I’ve been saying this for years. Look at taxi’s. In my city in 2005 there were 8 major taxi companies. Each with hundreds of drivers on the road at any given time. Now we have 2 of those 8 remaining, and they’re essentially shell companies with 2-3 drivers on the road. The last 4 times I’ve tried ordering a cab the traditional way, I’ve been told there’s no drivers available. Now it’s all Uber. And Lyft. You can’t call them. You need a cell phone, and you need internet access.

All the major corporations are in agreement that we all need cell phones, and we all need to be tracked 24/7. And now with AI, they’re getting their data straight from the source. There are men out there who talk to an AI girlfriend. Not sexy stuff. I mean imagine sitting at the dinner table, and discussing your day…with your AI girlfriend. Meanwhile, ALL that data is going straight to the companies that host the AI.

Another side effect is that AI will make people dumber. In case you haven’t noticed since the 1970s, there has been a GOP push to make the citizens dumber and dumber. Easier to control. Easier to fool. Easier to get away with things.

So now you got ram being sold for computers that haven’t been built yet, to be put in data centers that haven’t been built yet, to run an AI system that isn’t functional yet, in order to steal the jobs of employees that can’t be replaced yet, all in an effort to chase profits that were never possible in the first place since everyone hates AI.

You wanna see some shit go down? Tell the companies we’ll use their AI if they get the unredacted epstein files released. See how fast they bribe the right people then.

Now tell the politicians we’ll stop caring about the epstein files if they forcibly ban all data centers in the country. See how fast they act on that.

Now we sit back, wait, and watch the fireworks. Oh, and by the way, we’re going back on our word either way. Whomever wins, fuck em.

…how old is that car???

HEY!!! Leave me out of this!!!

Why do you want me to be sad today?

Ya know…everyone always tries to say violence isn’t the answer. It’s things like this that tells me those people are stupid. Violence is absolutely the answer.

Depends how ticklish you are. Martians are known for excessively tickle torturing their pets.