Guidance counselors. One of them tried to convince my parents that I was on drugs…in 4th grade. Turned out that I had an undiagnosed mental disorder.
Guidance counselors. One of them tried to convince my parents that I was on drugs…in 4th grade. Turned out that I had an undiagnosed mental disorder.
I was already going to crawl over cut glass to vote for her/against Drumph. Walz doesn’t change anything for me, but if Internet comments are to be believed, picking him does make me slightly more optimistic about our chances come November.
And when you read their comments, you get through the first few pages and think, “Hey this isn’t so bad.”
And then you get to the part where you’re introducing your original work, and you start to wonder how hard it would be to live on minimum wage.
Retroactively justifying the existence of vanity plates.
Sounds about right, actually.
I’ll keep using Windows as long as programs like Open Shell and OSSU are able to deal with the bullshit. But if there comes a day when they no longer work…well, Linux awaits.
Perhaps they shouldn’t have driven away a significant number of their most engaged content creators.
I remember reading Stuart Little as a kid and being SO pissed off at the ending. It felt like a massive troll job.
The real lesson here is that clear, unambiguous communication is key.
Philosophy students: Turn up with the textbook along with all of their notes, and write a dissertation on why it all qualified as “one-sided.”