... Look like Bob Todd.
</remarkably niche 80s 'joke'>
Queer SF writer / girl techno DJ / thing builder / music botherer / femme unix top / 🏳️⚧️ / Old enough to have watched a moon landing
A weird/interesting/terrifying thing that happens adjacent to migraines is that I stop being able to parse faces.
Also that faces with (eg) too many eyes can look enough like a migraine that my brain will have a migraine for completeness.
Also the way teams does background blurring looks enough like a migraine ditto.
Anyway. I often can't parse my/self as a complete person, so much as a migraine damaged collection of mismatched components.
... I'm not sure I remember my point anymore.
Well, damn.
I've more or less been having the same revelation over the past few days.
Old LJ entries now make an awful lot more sense.
... oh.
In 1998, when the only data storage options available to me were my 1GB hard drive or 1.44MB "floppy" disks, I desperately wanted some kind of internet-based, peer-to-peer, system for people to share extra storage space with each other. Thankfully, since then, many people have built such systems, so now I can confidently say: that was a bad idea, I'm sorry
"A billionaire may not injure a human being or, through inaction, allow a human being to come to harm..."
... People are trans from day 0. How they deal with that when they work it out is ... Implementation dependent.
However, since domestic livestock seems to be able to work out yr vibe, so can yr cow-orkers.
Which means a whole pile of job-based malarkey I documented on LJDW now makes sense.
I have to remove some incriminating names before sharing an example or three.
YES.
If you cut up 'The wind from nowhere', 'The drowned world', 'The Drought', and, say 'Super Cannes' or 'War Fever' , and then interleaved them like 'The Atrocity Exhibition' ... That would be this decade.
I don't want to be on the blockchain. I don't want to mint NFTs, I don't want to vibe code. I don't want to beg you to hit the 'subscribe' button and ring the bell. I don't want to game the algorithm for your likes or your views or your shares or to be on the first page of results or to get recommended. I don't want you to gift Nitro to my server. I don't want the thumbnails of my videos to have a red circle and question mark next to a faked expression of surprise, I don't want to pay for items that give me an advantage over other players. I don't want you to take a moment to hear about today's sponsor. I don't want to pump a meme coin, I don't want to craft prompts, I don't want to influence. I don't want you to watch me react to watching a video.
I'm seriously sick of this shit. All of it.
That version of events is absolutely counterfactual.
That seems rather unfortunate.
From claytoncubitt on Threads:
“I use technology in order to hate it more properly.” – Nam June Paik
It’s a great quote. I’m just trying to verify he actually said it.
Every GitHub Action has an equal and opposite GitHub Reaction
Huh.
I am not interested in distorting myself into the sort of woman who is listened to by men.
(This is a quite old realisation that pre-dates my understanding of my/self as trans, which says a lot, if in a weird way)
... None of that makes any damn sense. What the hell did I just read?
It's that ew-phoria thing, and... Fuck 'em? If my technical understanding is somehow now worth less, then that's not my audience.
The idea that adults should have their right to bodily autonomy violated (by the state or by other individuals) is repulsive.
It is also repulsive (though less often labelled as such) for people to express 'opinions' or 'concerns' or 'suggestions' about how an adult should live in the body they have. It is absolutely none of your fucking business how someone else chooses to nourish, use, adorn, modify, enjoy, etc... their own body.