

i thought it was heart disease.


i thought it was heart disease.


just remember that while its appreciated and should for sure be implemented, that it doesnt mean shit if your hardware/software is compromised on your devices.
start by switching to linux, and removing any and all mainstream platforms from your devices, support open source hardware and software. and a VPN wouldnt hurt either.
take a real deep dive on that one folks. its a never ending rabbit hole that may lead to you living in an off grid cabin in the woods. but it sure is interesting from point A to Z.
“im beyond space and time” is my new favourite.
nazis literally based the design of the holocaust on the american genocides and reservation system.
they taught the nazis how to nazi.
they just arent as subtle about it anymore.
“real world”
apparantly the stock market is more real than a fascist paramilitary force kidnapping, torturing, raping, and killing immigrants and US citizens, for which this was ,in part, a protest against.
can yall shoot this fuckin pedophile already?


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worlds first trillionaire, and its about the worlds richest man and his idealist son who thinks he should give it all away. they argue, bicker, fight, the father is a recluse. and the son has no friends since he isnt allowed to go school, hes tutored at home by the worlds best and brightest, which just so happen to be his fathers “friends” some more honest, and the others, yes men, one of which is a music teacher, a woman, who just so happens to look strikingly similar to the boys grandmother when she was young, she fills his head with questions, rather than answers, all seemingly related to maintaining empathy, humanity, morals, etc. in between the various music theory topics that she draws her comparisons, always speaking in subtext and analogies. all the while the father spends his time watching the ticker get closer, and closer to one trillion dollars. day in, and day out, he watches.
sometimes his son comes to him and asks him weird philosophical questions, questions that arise from lessons with his teachers, they have conversations with which the father doesnt seem to care, or contributes a materialistic view point of the world, dehumanizes people, and the son finds that his father no longer seems to be the man he thought he was. and begins to question his own place in the world.
on the night that the ticker is about to reach one trillion dollars, his son comes to visit him, and they have a long conversation, which gets a bit aggressive and emotional and ends when his son asks him one final question.
“would you give it all away if it meant being actually happy for once in your miserable, lonesome, life!?”
he refuses to answer, sips his brandy, and returns to watching the ticker. at this point beyond his offices grand windows, the hills are ablaze with a forest fire in the distance, smoke permeates the air outside, but this fortress of a mansion is impervious to the threats of nature. “its the safest place on earth” he says to himself “no need to worry about a lil smoke and ash. at least now ill be able to see the ocean more clearly…maybe ill cover those hills in sculptures…no…monuments! haha. yea, maybe a fuckin sphynx with my face on it…or a pyramid or something. biggest one ever…s…solid…gold…with…my name…on it…” he passes out momentarily in his drunken state, and is awoken by a loud bang. its dark now, well past dusk.
he looks at the ticker, its so close. only a few million more and its official. his son is gone, he wants him to see this, to bare witness to a new wonder the world has never seen.
his father, the first trillionaire!
he runs out the door of his office, only to find his son… dead… holding one if the various antique pistols from his collection. this one, however, was his personal favourite, thought to be the long lost pistol of “Billy the Kid”… he loved that western tale as a child, his name was Billy too, and he always saw himself as a lone gunslinger, ready to take on the world…
in his silent, repressed, yet immense grief, perhaps still in shock, he grabs his son, dragging his limp body into his office. to watch the ticker hit one trillion.
he props him up next to him, and opens his sons lifeless eyes to see. “you’re gonna miss it, sleepy head” he says laughing, tears welling in his normally stern eyes.
and finally it happens. the ticker hits one. trillion. dollars.
he smiles briefly, but his focus shifts to the fire in the hills, so much closer now, than before. in fact its maybe less than half a mile away. the smoke illuminated by the flames blocks out the night sky in a big orange and black plume.
he looks at his son one more time, and says to him.
“you still want to know?..yes… yes… id give it all away…just to be happy…for once… in my miserable… lonesome… life…”
he then takes the pistol of billy the kid, and puts it in his mouth. and promptly blows his brains out. blood spatters over the ticker, a moment passes in silence, and slowly, and then very quickly, the number starts dropping, crashing.
panning out towards the ceiling, away from the scene splayed out on the floor, shows that billy the trillionaire was alone the whole time.
he never had a son. in fact there hadnt been a visitor to the house in god knows how long.
que montage of him talking to himself with several personalities as he slowly goes insane with guilt over the past year as a recluse, via security cam footage on his desktop monitor next to the ticker. which plays continuously as it counts down.
the number eventually counts down to zero as the credits role to their end, and the fire keeps burning in the background until eventually the whole mansion succumbs to smoke and flame. as no amount of riches can ever make you impervious to the wills of nature.
smoke and fire fill the screen, and then it all goes black.
FIN.
really? i heard it was the 20th?
…guess i better cancel that flight…


i bet those government pedophile gestapo agents sure are.
there zero shot these agents arent raping children in these facilities.


obviously the conditions are inhumane, they are being assaulted, starved, raped, and being denied necessities. and likely tortured. thats an easy guess as they have already been caught doing it multiple times in broad daylight.
what i find disturbing is how 40 minutes away form alligator alkatrazz a university in miami is doing human trials for neuralink, and that particular concentration camp has hundreds if not thousands of missing people, gone from their records.
dont mean to be the tin foil hat guy, but the nazis did human trials for some fucked up scifi shit too.
so i wouldnt put it past them.
reminds me of this expert bunker/prepper/security guy talking with billionaires about their future apocolypse lairs like a decade ago, and they wanted to know how they could keep their security detail loyal through the end times. and he said there is no guarantee to stop that from happening.
not long after that neuralink enters the picture as a mainstream take on brain chips.
we are approaching world war 3, and the billionaires have their bunkers, now they just need guaranteed service and obediance from those they take to their living tombs. and those defending them on the outside.
i imagine there would be a bonus for soldiers who sign up to get the latest tech to help “keep our boys safe”
some real guns of the patriots type shit.
tin foil hat off now.


theres no way that wouldnt be gamified and taken advantage of. the whole idea behind open source is that it subverts the (programmed) urge to provide knowledge and products for profit, rather than the betterment of society.
if there is always a monetary incentive, it undermines the work of freeing people from paid slop, digital enslavement, and subscription services. it is a work of passion, and love, and it should remain unchained by something as illusory and temprorary as money.
that being said we do “live in a society” and people need to eat. if you use a program a lot and have money to spare, donate to your devs. we shouldnt lock open source behind a pay wall. that defeats the purpose of open source. devs are always more than welcome to do a hybrid of open and closed source of they wish.


they are confirming it for plausable deniability if an agent is recorded doing something illegal.
not saying it doesnt happen, but i am saying that its a perfect excuse.
if they care they will force their agents to show their faces and wear identification. but they wont do that.
so its kind of obvious this is just a bullshit excuse so they can continue doing illegal operations.


honestly the cons and liberals are virtually the exact same party of corpo teet suckers with a few slight personality differences.
they both use identity politics to mask their corporate agendas.
Im tremendously disappointed in carney for his anti privacy bills, and expansion of a surveillance/ police state in canada. while also sharing our private data with the US.
the liberals and cons are corporate sellouts, they dont give a shit about our rights or well being. just the “economy”.
edit: for those who cant see this, and are disturbed about me making this comparison. do what i did for the last twenty years. pour over voting records, policy changes, proposed policy changes, and foreign investment trends between cabinets. economic trends in general around housing, oil and gas, grocery chains, telecom, vehicles, lack of proper funding to public healthcare, deliberate underfunding, proposed private alternatives, lack of action to undo damage caused by these antics. why the overwhelming majority of representatives on both sides are landlords, or are invested in realestate funds.
the reason parliment is so crazy and fun to watch is because it is political THEATER. its meant to distract and entertain. both parties are constantly auditioning for corporations, to see who would better keep us docile and productive.
the cons and the libs are pepsi and coke. both distinct in flavour, yet both owned by the same company who manufactures their rivalry, and they make a profit no matter which side you pick. because they will always support the status quo, and protect investment. doing the bare minimum to improve our lives. they wouldnt be allowed to get to that level of government if they werent groomed and prepped for their positions. virtually guaranteed to not rock the boat.
neo liberalism loves consistent returns on investment. regardless of the drawbacks to the public.


nope, they would be coralled and shot by drones and police officers, bombed to shit, and all called terrorists. made an example of, to keep everyone else in check. people seeking refuge from that system would either choose to suffer in it, die attempting to change it, or join those that enforce it.
its been that way for a while now. everyone is too undereducated and isolated via technologu to create a proper resistance force, at least with numbers that matter. even fewer are actively willing to do violence for moral reasons, due to decades of brainwashing by the systems of control to view “peaceful protest” as the only vehicle for change, anything more is considered immoral.
its very useful to have us think that way, as violence is the only historical cure for fascism.


never once used it, anyone i knew personally who used it was kind of vapid, self obsessed, or had a crippling only fans addiction.
not my kind of joint, lol.


its the vices that they use to cope, alcohol, drugs, underage children…that and i guess the stress that comes with being a subhuman piece of shit, betraying everyone in your country besides a few equally shitty subhumans, all trying to dull the pain of having a hole where their empathy and dignity should be.


cant block porn on my popular page when people dont add tags.
i mean… gestures broadly at american decadence