If a Man cannot tear a page
from the marshmallow and burn it -
then he cannot be a scientist
so true 😔
Here on break
If a Man cannot tear a page
from the marshmallow and burn it -
then he cannot be a scientist
so true 😔
pretty much
Can’t believe no one’s said spritz of lemon juice yet. That was my go to as a kid.
This makes me uncomfortable.
What’s wrong with Discourse? I ran a server during college for a couple of buddies and it was totally owned and operated by us, no corpos or anything. It’s just like phpbb or any other forum software AFAIK.
Proof the system works right here.
I can understand this perspective: wanting to spread the gospel of federation, etc.
But I’m starting to come around to the realization that the growth mindset is rotten. It’s what leads to these big centralized/unified platforms that concede on their core in order to reach a wider audience.
I can’t blame corpos for conceding away all identity, because engagement is how they make money, but what’s our excuse?
These aren’t refugees. They’re free to make a lemmy or masto or whatever account any time they want. We don’t have a problem with most of the people. It’s the platform, and all the fucking out and proud racists who are on it.
My grandma who owned a diner used to say the same thing, but about cops
Well it was
Certainly people must ask for “pints” though and if the server brings them a drink, I would take that as confirmation that they are tacitly serving pints.
can also confirm that Guinness makes an awful Android launcher, like trust me don’t even try it
Oh nice so you can flip about a bit to find the perfect spot - so handy!
it’s easy to listen to an audiobook at the same time
This blows my mind and shows what a different experience this must be, compared to what I was imagining. I suppose you’ve been reading sheet music for a long time now? Almost like a second “language.” Do you enjoy reading sheet music?
what really??
Vetinari IRL. From Soul Music by Terry Pratchett:
Besides, Lord Vetinari, the supreme ruler of Ankh-Morpork, rather liked music.
People wondered what sort of music would appeal to such a man. Highly formalized chamber music, possibly, or thunder-and-lightning opera scores.
In fact the kind of music he really liked was the kind that never got played. It ruined music, in his opinion, to torment it by involving it on dried skins, bits of dead cat, and lumps of metal hammered into wires and tubes. It ought to stay written down, on the page, in rows of little dots and crotchets all neatly caught between lines. Only there was it pure. It was when people started doing things with it that the rot set in. Much better to sit quietly in a room and read the sheets, with nothing between yourself and the mind of the composer but a scribble of ink. Having it played by sweaty fat men and people with hair in their ears and spit dribbling out of the end of their oboe… well, the idea made him shudder. Although not much, because he never did anything to extremes.
Yeah more of a case for public shaming or filing a complaint or even just an honest Glass Door review
Yeah bad example. I’m on break at work
Tell me how you really feel why don’t you
How is that different from any other accident of birth that can’t be changed? People really do discriminate based on when you were born:
Not hard to extrapolate a case from this. Imagine a landlord refusing to rent because you’re a “scorpio” or an employer turning you down because they’re looking for a “dog” person.
Love that.