yeah this is not an ally that I want. fuck them.

so, from what little I know, and I’m absolutely not even remotely a car person:

car electrical systems run at really high voltage with much harder systems than you’d find inside a normal computer, because it’s an extremely noisy environment that has to survive lots of fucked up shocks

and AFAIK the standards are only kinda-sorta standards. interfacing with them is very very hard. im sure this gets easier once you get TO the network, but flashing that shit and changing what it does with the network seems like a pretty tall order. maybe try swapping out something near the cellular chip itself? that’s probably a pretty standardized part, right?

it turns out a lot of things are dystopian when you live in a dystopia. whod’a thunk it?

uh, excuse me, it’s spelled “ephebophile”. please be respectful, and use the right word.

well, if you want an easy example: just go hand food to someone who looks like they don’t have a house. I don’t know if it’s illegal yet, but it will be soon.

ocean of good

uh, so, have you ever actually looked at some of the stuff in the ocean? both the absolute fucking nightmare creatures, and the absolute fucking nightmare chemicals? oceans are not good places. don’t go in them. they do not love you.

…maybe accurate, but not sure it’s praise.

there’s a list. the stuff that wouldn’t dox me and isn’t either a crime, or likely to be a crime pretty soon, or effectively a crime even if there’s never been a law against it?

I’ve saved a few peoples lives. or played a substantial role I’m not confident someone else would and could have in doing so.

I’ve done a lot of hospice. a few of them recovered, which I’m proud of despite it absolutely not being my doing. I think it’s kind of reflexive, which is also something I’m pretty proud of.

I’m a really fucking good cook.

my concept of love is I think a lot less fucked by existing power structures than most, and given where I come from; I think putting anything that wasn’t 99% abuse together was pretty long odds.

I have a pretty good sense of humor, and I’m a pretty good writer when I have my shit remotely together.

I’m ridiculously hard to kill. I have healed from a lot of stuff that would make most people give up. or at least survived it, in the case of some of the emotional shit. I can’t really talk about a lot of stuff I’ve been through with people, or show too much skin, or people get really upset and can’t look at me. mixed feelings on that one, but pride’s in there.

you?

no, see, it’s nominally a ‘your mom’ joke, but the punch line is that even she made an exception for me, because im (depending on how SFW and sentimental you want to make it) unlovable/unfuckable.

and those last two are very different questions with very different answers.

the kind that comes from being the one person on earth your mom said ‘no’ to.

you’re making it really fun to own you. thanks for siding with the fascists.

what did you make very clear? sorry.

if what? sorry, your message cut off.

I love reading. I just find reading this same shit where you blame everyone else for your institution’s atrocious failures to be kind of disgusting and vile and every time I read that shit, I hate you more. I think if I were a foreign agent trying to make randos on the internet hate the vichy party, I would do literally nothing differently.

I’m less certain than I would be, but there’s some serious pattern matching going on here. I’m pretty confident.

more information doesn’t always add coherence.

that’s not true; I definitely read at least the first line or so. and I can still tell.

no, see, the joke is you and your position being fundamentally unserious even on your own terms. I don’t know how to fix it, but im pretty sure, at least on the palestine thing, voting doesn’t matter. treaties don’t matter. protests probably don’t matter.

I was commenting after one of you people said ‘genocide joe’ in the context of voting for him. seeing how long it took to catch on about the fact that the thing you guys were saying to do wasn’t on my ballot. I didn’t read the rest of your thing. sorry.

americans have a sacrifice fetish, and nothing will improve while it’s validated.

if you really care about your party, please shut up re-litigating the election where they won gold for election throwing. you’re not winning friends. maybe ask why people fucking hate you so much. hint: it’s not because you aren’t fascist enough. like holy shit I thought this crap was annoying when tankies did it.

there’s, like, a genocide going on, several, in fact, and there was no daddy (or copmommy) to ask to stop it.

joe wasn’t running

that was the joke. that the person is shilling for these people, and couldn’t even remember which one was their mascot. You cannot seriously still be bitching about this. if you want this party to ever have a chance ever in the future; shut the fuck up. you are not winning friends.

well now I feel dumb. thank you, that means I learned a thing.

he never appeared on any ballots

THEN WHY ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT ME VOTING FOR HIM!? that is what I was saying! nobody gave me the option! you can’t even be bothered to remember who you ran, so it feels like this is just an excuse to be angry, as if being angry at people and badgering them will make them agree with you. it won’t. I didn’t read the rest. I did kind of skim it, and didn’t see anything I haven’t read a hundred times before. im really sick of it, dude. everyone is.

and there’s kind of actually important stuff going on. fascism, genocides, the restructuring of geopolitical balances, pandemics, food shortages, fascism, genocides. it’s, like, a thing. and here you’re complaining about people having some bare minimum moral line they would not dip below. kind of makes you look like an asshole who doesn’t care about any of that stuff, and only really cares about your team keeping power.

are you suggesting I should have done a write-in? and that he was still meaningful opposition? fuck off.