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  • I know this is what the solarpunk space is for, but it really is frustrating to have to separate prepper weirdos from actual self sufficiency discussions.

    At least for me the frustration is that it isn’t always easy to explain why a certain image or idea gives you bad vibes. The modern petty fiefdom obsession with lawns and land and wasted urban density is very very icky to me, but these illustrations, some of the other posts on here, they do speak to a certain fantasy that I myself have.

    It might help that where I am, a lot of rural housing is smaller 4-5 floor apartment buildings where each floor is typically occupied by one sibling and their nuclear family. So a homestead for me, conceptually, wouldn’t be my prepper enclave with 3,000 each of guns, cans, toilet paper packs, and flashlights, it would be a family area with a whole lot of fresh vegetables, fruits, herbs, composting, a few chickens, and pleasant places to sit around.

    And it’s not a fantasy for me at all, because I have pieces of that, so I know how it works. Chickens, solar panels, herbs. A bit more than that in my family home, where my relatives live (I just visit).

    Cattle is a bit far fetched for me, lol. Chickens will eat most organic waste and give you eggs, they’re great and convenient. Cattle are a whole other thing.

    This is the missing middle I hear people online (especially from the US/Australia/Canada) complaining about. This makes so much more sense to me than borderline nonsensical suburbia.


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    I keep seeing people make fun of it online but that sounds like something I’d enjoy. My drink of choice for a few years now has been the depressing combination of whatever carbonated water is available with whatever better-than-rotgut-but-only-just vodka is available.

    Rotgut-tier is also fine in a pinch. But the bad stuff here will make you blind.

    (I’m also a fan of “give me your sweetest, fruitiest, girliest drink”, which was great fun back in uni when all the dudes around me were ordering bitter beverages they clearly didn’t enjoy. By trying to project masculinity to the girls around us, they were actually betraying an underlying insecurity about it - and by ordering my girly drink I was gently lampshading that idea. Fun times.)


  • I remember a small wave of this style of meta meme in around 2012ish, all about seeing who can break the format of whatever was popular at the time in the most meta way possible. The joke always being that we can understand these weird image arrangements even after tearing out half of their content.

    This one is just as satisfying as those were when they were still a novelty.


  • Finding a unicorn country where everything works and all traffic is routed is getting increasingly difficult. For example, if a US news site didn’t want to implement GDPR, it geolocates all users outside the US and blocks them, whilst other US services start to require ID/age verification to post content for non-US users so accessing both easily requires switching location.

    You’ve hit the nail on the head, my own post is a bit meandering and this is what I was going for. I hate how many hoops one needs to jump through for basic anonymity online nowadays.

    OpenWRT has a package called mwan3 that in tandem with dnsmasq can allow you set the IP addresses associated with a DNS entry to a particular VPN/country.

    I think this would be infeasible outside of very narrow use cases, but I don’t know. I don’t have an advanced networking setup, but the way I see it, if I, say, route service A and B to connection 1 and service C to connection 2, I only have control over individual IP ranges/DNS entries. So if my bank IP is routed to connection 1 and one new security background service their app/site uses goes to connection 2, something can get flagged, and I could face an unpleasant with the bank/law. I’ve been trying to avoid things like this. (I have a very rudimentary understanding of networking, I’m not super comfortable doing all of this manually).

    I feel as though the most logical way about it would be to compartmentalize connections by application, but I wasn’t able to find an easy way to do this. For example, splitting off a browser window and having that exit from somewhere else. I know split tunneling exists in the basic Mullvad client, and I guess I can just throw my whole network on Connection 1 and route Connection 2 through it (meaning when I split tunnel I find myself on connection 1) but in that scenario I’m doing myself even less favors re: latency and headroom and all that good stuff.

    And that’s just the computers. I use a phone as well.





  • Most of the time it’s not the most creative people trying to generate these. I think everything I’ve ever seen from the Twitter generator can be categorically ruled as textbook slop.

    Most of the interesting generations are made by people who are enthusiastic about the technology, almost always running local generators, trying to nudge the model into generating images that people are not likely to make themselves. It can be a fun thing to experiment with, especially once you understand a bit more about the internal iterative process of these generators.

    As a fun toy, as the ultimate content aware fill algorithm, it’s one thing. As a social phenomenon though, these generators have poisoned the internet and our relationship with visual media as a whole. I’ll watch as my scribbles are iterated into something visually interesting and then minutes later see the IDF on the news posting about terrorizing my country in a sterile cutesy cartoon style - my temporary jpegs are nothing like the latter.


  • It’s not a witticism. Users of a lot of modern mass media platforms (TikTok is the one that comes to mind) need to use increasingly euphemistic language to speak about anything. Unalive is a specific, famous one, you must have seen it before, even in deeply serious situations. Imagine watching someone sobbing while retelling a deeply personal experience only to say “I wanted to unalive myself 🥺” straight-faced between tears. That’s heartbreaking, disgusting stuff.

    Someone sent me a cool woodworking video from TikTok a few months ago, and the carpenter man kept talking about dogs. I bought a dog of dogs here, I cut off a dog, make sure to check how many dogs your wood is. What the fuck? Checking the comments, they were all like “LMAO dog 💀💀💀💀💀💀” with zero explanation.

    What are dogs? Dogs means feet now apparently. Fuck me if I know. If you say “feet” on TikTok, you get flagged as a fetish channel, so people say “dogs”. Why dogs? I don’t care. If you’re going to use stupid imperial measurements at least call them by a name I recognize.

    “Corn” for porn is kind of funny because corn is a very unsexy word (and concept).

    There is a lot of euphemistic algorithm evasion on TikTok, and this is not a phenomenon I’d want to see become endemic on the Fediverse. It’s also a thing on Instagram. And now it’s diffusing to unrelated places.

    I’m usually not this petty on here but it really pisses me off. This is also becoming a problem on Tumblr apparently, which I intentionally mentioned up there. It is a platform with a rigorous tagging system, which lets users block what they don’t want to see, making it possible to write properly even, about rough stuff, without unnecessary self-censorship. Apparently new, younger users, coming from places like TikTok, will just write “CW:🍇🍇” in their post instead of using the word rape, for example. So people who would previously be safe, by filtering out “rape”, are now finding shit they don’t want to see in their feeds. People should have a place where they can write about their experiences, no matter how harrowing, but this cheapens it and makes it harder to properly organize.

    The internet is for communication. Its usefulness as a means of effective communication is under attack from all sides. Let’s not just let that happen in our spaces, yeah


  • un-alives herself

    For fuck’s sake. This is not baby’s first Miiworld, this is not club penguin. Say kills. Say commits suicide. Say hangs/gets strangled/finds a gun under her bed and blows her brains out, spraying chunks of bone blood and flesh on the concrete. Say murder when you see murder, say genocide when you see genocide. Words have meaning.

    You can use the correct words on the Fediverse. If anyone doesn’t want to see the word “suicide” they can filter it out. Tumblr got this right twenty years ago and modern social media has been beating newspeak out of previously fully communicative human beings. I swear to fuck I would rather have every single comment on Lemmy say skibidi gyatt ohio L aura about any serious topic than to see “unalived” one more fucking time. This is embarrassing.

    ……. Uh anyway yeah unskippable cutscene am I right haha crazy

    (I actually believe both she and Jeffy have a probable reason to kill themselves: they may be otherwise facing a fate worse than death…)





  • I’m not in academia, but I’ve seen my coworkers’ hard work get crunched into a slop machine by higher ups who think it’s a good cleanup filter.

    LLMs are legitimately amazing technology for like six specific use cases but I’m genuinely worried that my own hard work can be defaced that way. Or worse, that someone else in the chain of custody of my work (let’s say, the person advising me who would be reviewing my paper in an academic context) decided to do the same, and suddenly this is attached to my name permanently.

    Absurd, terrifying, genuinely upsetting misuse of technology. I’ve been joking about moving to the woods much more frequently every month for the past two years.



  • They don’t, my current machine is a Maingear branded one that someone painstakingly hauled over from the US, and my potential new one would be an XMG branded machine, shipped at significant expense from the EU.

    I’m in the armpit of the Middle East, I don’t have a local reseller, and even if I did, they’d want $1,000 more than just going through the pain of buying from overseas, alongside a blood sacrifice and the soul of my firstborn child, and a slap across my face for the insolence of asking.