Wasn’t my intent to undervalue it. Just noting that the strangers for example, could’ve happened to anyone, those times it just happened to be me. I am privileged in that alone, but the privilege isn’t or wasn’t inherent or special to me, just pure chance.

Which is to say, it could and can happen to anyone. Which is the point I wanted to raise, I think. Life and world is chaotic. Nobody’s excluded or fully shielded from good luck. Nor bad shit. Some might have more things going for them one way or the other, but nothing in this chaos entirely discounts anyone, ever.

But these were weird ramblings from me, I tried (and failed) to make a point and be coherent. I’m not an authority to listen to here, not really sure where the confidence came to present myself as such in these comments.

I get where you are coming from, and fair enough, but I strongly feel it’s more sensible not to mirror this through the worst possible scenario, but the average one.

Either way you make more sense here than I, through a more empathetic and understanding lense, and ultimately I’m not sure what it is exactly I intended to convey with all this back and forth.

Maybe just that things are not always as hopeless as they seem, and if a thing feels out of reach, at the time, unachievable, doesn’t always make it so, or mean it’ll always be so.

But the “all you need is some elbow grease” pathos I’m really not sure where that came from, I didn’t intend it to sound that way, but reading back, that’s what my responses sound like.

Oh well. As long as we dare to dream and hope, we are still alive. And as long as we are alive, it’s never too late for anything, however unlikely or distant they may seem.

In that sense, everyone is and can be lucky. It’s not like you know or feel, at the time, that things would ever improve. Things feel final. It never feels like you’ll get another chance at life.

Yet, most do. I was lucky in that it never took years. But even those seemingly stuck, tens of years on the street, can always get a chance, be it luck or resolve. Or both. I suppose luck means nothing if you don’t have the resolve to seize the chance and do something with it.

All to say, with some resolve, and yes, luck, having your own roof over your head is not a far shot, it’s the genuine common case for most everyone. Maybe it takes time and work, and luck, and will, but there’s no place in world where it wasn’t generally the average person’s situation, as in, more likely than not.

Oh I’ve been homeless, couch-surfed and unemployed with clinical depression that recurs even today, driving those periods of my life.

But I’ve found my footing each time with a bit of resolve and bad enough situation to eventually accrue and warrant the resolve. And luckily, friends and empathetic strangers.

But I live in the 1st world and have also had a family to help and overall safe and helpful society to fall back on, even when I’ve fucking lost the map, not even able to kill myself due to my cowardice, no place to stay, ashamed to ask for help for months at end.

So I know a little, the hard way, about not having a home. Not even the one the op has with their parents.

But I also know, the hard way here too, that it’s only about surviving long enough to accumulate enough resolve to figure things out. If you outlast the call of the void and the shame and despair and the uncertainty of even things like where to sleep this night, can I manage something to eat, etc. then it ultimately works out, with enough resolve.

And when it doesn’t, it doesn’t matter anymore. Losing the resolve is either answering the void or giving up and accepting the bleak situation, until you one day either retry with resolve, or join eternity.

Right. But in much of the world the average wage would be sufficient to cover a home. Not that one should if they can co-live with family or friends, but seeing as op desires their own home the most (the thread), I would assume they’d choose not to. Which comes back to usually being able to “just get one” if one really wants that. Unless they have no income. But almost always that’s a problem that can be solved with enough resolve, disabilities and such notwithstanding.

All to say, if one’s own home is the dearest wish one has, that’s, in vast majority of cases, entirely doable. Which is to say, the dream will come true in this case, with some work and resolve. Unlike some of the other dreams here. Which is an amazing thing, and a hopeful one for the op, which I was trying to highlight to them

Is there a reason you don’t have one? Couldn’t you just get one?

Being content and at peace without being constantly tired or feel shame and guilt about finding it.

At least you have ipv6 as an option…

I will switch the second it becomes available here. Won’t hold my breath though…

Oh god, I am almost certain I’ve had some dried residue on my hair and scalp when friends with pets have come over! The dogs are always so friendly and full of licks and smooches that I’m genuinely shocked I never thought of the residue itself, never realized it’s actually fatal! How long does the minoxidil itself last, or whatever the active compound is, that is dangerous, vs. the alcohol and others in the topical that might leave residue? No dogs or cats have died so far or been sick after visiting, but for future, I will eventually run out of luck, so better see if you’d know more, and if I have to always shower and shampoo the full scalp before any pets come by from now on 😟

Personally, as an enby, I don’t consider myself trans as such. I have never felt I’ve transitioned, just been whatever I came as. As in my physical and psychological reality matches my identity, though I admit I’m no expert here. My struggles are mostly paperwork, nothing more.

But trans issues, politically, are almost 1:1 same, whatever the real overlap, so there’s no real meaning in the distinction. I don’t want to muddy the waters by claiming to be trans, but whatever I am or am not is neither here or there, when, whatever the answer might be, the issues are almost all shared either way.

And the label doesn’t matter one way or the other. Whatever is most respectful to most everyone, is fine for me, and I don’t have strong feelings one way or the other. But fundamentally I have been blessed, deserved or not, with no need to ever really transition as such.

27 was supposed to be the big year I get my peace. Thematically appropriate and seeing I was born just day after Cobain died, literally, seemed perfect in almost all ways I could imagine.

As fate would have it, the younger me found themselves in a temporarily good place and life situation back then, and that plan, long planned and honed well, got scrapped in that momentary distortion of perspective. Having been clinically depressed for over a decade back then, in hindsight, it just seems so ridiculous to have dismissed all that so readily…

Oh the naivety and pure innocent energy of being young like that. And I’m not that much older anyway now, although the lens through which life opens to me has changed dramatically since.

Fucked up big time. Hasn’t felt the same ever since. That, there, was the time to do it if I ever was to do it. Now it all feels mundane in comparison and almost just undeserved too.

Imagine being born a day after Cobain died, then after exactly 27 years, die that very same day, turning exactly 27 years old then and there.

That just seemed so perfect.

”en jaksa mutta jatkan / tämän yhden mäen vielä / sateen jälkeen täältä näkee kauas”

Vorna - Kauas

Don’t know exactly why, but this has always got to me, hits some spot nothing else prior ever had, and nothing else still has not since.

Translated to English, it’s something like:

“I have no will or energy, but I shall climb / this one last hill / after the rain you can see so far from here”

It doesn’t translate well, but something about it really resonates with me. I’ve lived with clinic depression for so long, and I’ve been so close to giving in, but always just choosing to climb that one last hill gives some perspective and after all these years… here I am.

I’m too tired to continue, but I’ll fight this one more fight before I fall to my eternal slumber. And after the fight, as the dust settles, the rains stop… well, the view is beautiful. The world is beautiful. But I’m tired… too tired to go on. So I shall only fight this one more fight before I get my peace. One last glance at the beauty. Ah, one more fight, but no more, and I’ll return back up this hill and this view shall be my last. But it’s so beautiful. Only one more fight, and… And so on and so on.

It just feels like I belong in those words.

You do realize that it was the US, too, backing the Orbans there, right?

Mine is a bit old already, the first m1 air, and I haven’t a bad word to say. Although I mostly live in the terminal anyway, zellij, aerospace, alacritty, fresh as my ide, very elaborate sketchybar for ricing and all that. I’ve not yet faced many problems I couldn’t solve via terminal or a temporary boot into the whatever unsafe mode the newer os versions have brought.

The aluminium chassis has been incredible and I can still open the lid with a single finger without needing the other hand. No other laptop I’ve ever tried has been able to manage that, even if it sounds so simple.

But because I already live in a riced up i3-ish environment instead of the actual macos gui, switching to linux is mostly about migrating my personal dotfiles to equivalents I already have set up for a few of my systems at home and various remotes.

So the change won’t be big in impact. Only thing I foresee myself missing is the lid and build quality and battery life

I can live with most of the other stuff, since the quality is good and they are hassle-free devices with Unix-like conventions, they last long, feel fantastic to use; Despite the price, despite the ring-kissing of Trump, despite being a mega corporate spreading its capitalistic cancer across the globe… all because the alternatives have been even worse.

Union busting is where I draw the line though, no matter if it’s in the sale or manufacturing or design side or whatever. This is the first one I hear about, I’ve not been aware of any earlier instances, mostly because I don’t follow stuff so tightly, I am almost certain it has happened before, but now that I have it in front of my eyes I can no longer abide it in my blissful ignorance.

This marks the day they lost me as a long-term customer. Perhaps ought to have happened earlier, but for me, it happened today.

I encourage others to consider the same.

Not really sure what I’ll do after these current devices die on me, but now it’s clear to me it can’t be apple. Google’s been dead to me a long time, same for Sony, Samsung, most other big players.

I guess we’ll see what the landscape is like in 5 years.

Fuck this. Fuck apple. Fuck me.

Not to defend them or completely dismiss their part in all that, pretty sure it was just someone else sending the fiverr video to them and them opening it while streaming. But the latter incident, where they shouted some slurs on air while playing some game, that’s I think more inexcusable. But I always got the impression they never were actual nazi or far right despite the subject matter of the incidents, it’s more just them being an idiot and trying to be funny and edgy for content and missing the target entirely on a couple of occasions. I think the aftermath speaks for itself, they did some reflecting and ended up changing the formula and content type entirely, and we are now seeing the fruits of that effort.

I don’t mean to belittle the shit they’ve pulled, but I also don’t want to paint anyone irredeemable, even less when they actually manage to do introspection and change. We should encourage that and highlight that instead. I’d reserve the unconditional hate and spite for those that deserve it, that don’t change, don’t reflect, perhaps actually mean the things they do and say, with passion.

Synechdoche, New York

Just jumping in to boost this message, posting your own videos is advertising your channel, probably fine if one and done, but consistently I’d consider it advertising or spamming too. Even if not own videos, just persistently posting videos is bad etiquette and I can see how that’d be construed as spamming too.

This op is cringe either way. “This moderator’s account has been compromised! No other way to explain them enforcing the instance rule 4 after consistently spamming the communities with my videos!”… Jesus christ.

Oh I think it’s even standard practice to do just that. But when the bully swings their dick and says there’ll be war if the don’t get their will, what’s the target supposed to do? Just bend over without at least trying something first?

There’s no motivation for the bully to see any reason there, their stance is that if they wanted, they can just take all they want, they are more powerful. Any “peace talks” before actually testing the merits of that assessment in real battle consist entirely of them demanding whatever they want and only path to “peace” is the smaller one just accepting to get fucked.

So, then when the bully comes around, it’s only sensible that the one in the right there defends their rights to exist and their right for sovereignty and all.

Just reflecting on Russia vs Ukraine here, but I suppose the same is true for Iran vs Israel/US too.

This is universally true, so, it’s implied they are a bad cat unfortunately