![](/static/66c60d9/assets/icons/icon-96x96.png)
![](https://lemmy.dbzer0.com/pictrs/image/12b0b7ca-e6f3-41ef-985d-8fa13f7878e7.png)
With certain very rare exceptions to specific individuals…
Fuck the Boomers.
And their parents.
Signed “You’ll never be able to function in normal civilized society with that attitude!”
Dick parfaits for the lot of em.
With certain very rare exceptions to specific individuals…
Fuck the Boomers.
And their parents.
Signed “You’ll never be able to function in normal civilized society with that attitude!”
Dick parfaits for the lot of em.
An extra $10 and you can get a model that can pull from a hot water line under a nearby sink. Then you get a dial to adjust the temp.
A little extra work putting in, but worth it for folks with scar tissue from surgery etc.
To purge the line, most have a self clean that gets the water from the heater ready simply enough.
Absolutely this. Save trouble.
If absolutely in need of a backplane, look for old chassis parts from super micro on eBay.
“your hot wife obviously is suffering from sexy demons. I need to use my specialized equipment to vigorously purge them from her, once each evening, and sometimes just after lunch…”
You are still removing others rights over a hypothetical. It doesn’t miss this, it directly focuses on the point of blame. Punish the parents for exposing their kids. Irresponsibility is not excuse for harm… If a parent leaves hardcore porn laying around for a child to find and harm occurs, don’t punish the uninvolved adult up the street.
Another form of media doesn’t magically absolve parents from parental responsibility. Stop trying to play the “poor adults have no control over their kids!” Card.
The “but think of the children!!!” trope is tired and over abused to remove rights and privacy. Move along.
How about less “control everyone else” and more “control your own damn kids”.
My daughter didn’t get unsupervised access until she proved responsible enough to trust. I want to say around 13.
Just because “I grew up with it unsupervised and it ruined me” doesn’t immediately equal “everyone will have this experience”. Sorry your parents didn’t understand what you were doing. Sorry you saw stuff that bothered you. Don’t punish everyone else for it.
I’m far from a helicopter parent… Instead, my kid has come to me for help in resolving uncomfortable or problematic interactions. We’ve always been clear and honest about why we’ve asked her to avoid certain things. Even when it made us uncomfortable. Especially then.
She’s 20 now. Most cheerful kid I’ve ever met. No idea how that happened directly, but I know I can trust her.
Somehow envisioning this made me very happy.
Status: runny.
The lizards will all start basking in that… Think their skin-suits will melt before they realize they are on camera?
This very much explains erratic behavior, or more specifically aggression and actions while ignoring implications, I’ve seen escalate in the past few years.
Some of it is political for sure, but correlation is not causation etc…
Taco Tuesday: not just the weekly romantic night for lesbians anymore!
I support any legislation that supports lesbians and/or tacos. All REAL patriots do!
Many years back , a friend was a manager of a game shop. They let me bring in badly scarred discs of movies and PS1/2 games, pay a very small fee (I want to say like $1/disc?) to get a brand new copy of the disc as replacement. Was a service that was available to resell shops apparently, though she mentioned that it also has a subscription aspect that likely placed it well out of reach of mortals.
I’d even be fine with mildly increased cost on something like that for regular consumers, but alas no…
“… remnants of the duty still in my pants…”
Call of Duty: Black Plops
48 hours from now: “according to Israel officials, Hamas was ferrying more hostages in via the port and it was destroyed while taking care of the suspected member”
Ironically mine started without nefarious connotations… The family computer in the mid 80s was a minor novelty to me for ages, only good for simple text games really. Then…
My brother grabbed a cracked game toward 1990 off a BBS. The game itself I don’t even remember, but it had a cracktro that stunned me. Graphics I’d never seen, actual music out our little adlib card… Was crazy enticing.
Being stuck in the Midwest US while enamored with DemoScene is a hell of a drug. Every few kb down that modem was like crack.
That then opened a new world of games as well… Things my older brother had no interest in. Things my parents obviously would not have allowed. You know… The Good Shit ™️.
Obviously once codecs caught up video and audio quickly became a thing. My closest buddy and I would burn stack after stack of CDs to take a spindle at a time over to share between us and others.
Then the data hoarding set in… What good is just having these shiny things for yourself when you can share? True joy doesn’t exist without spreading it to others.
The sickness persists… Stronger than ever despite becoming a pessimistic old man. Multiple gigabit connections: check. 200tb arrays just for torrents: check. Seed times tracked in years: check.
Remember when 14.4k was the most epic thing for grabbing those disks at lightning speed? I certainly do.
It used to, but worn off with friction.
The United military forces of me are acutely interested in this device you describe for warfare.
… slow clap