…you want us to get together and moan with each other? Buddy! I didn’t know this was that kind of app!

Kinda feels like at this point it’s not “if”. It’s “when”.

“Who is your daddy, and what does he do?”

What is converser.eu, and can I use it to deliver french fries to my mouth?

Oh yeah? What’s your favorite curse word, and what’s your favorite display of violent imagery.

Me personally I’m partial to the french killing the wealthy with a guillitine.

You posted this 2 hours ago. However I read this same post yesterday.

…you a bot?

Oh. Didn’t realize the contracts were just 6 months long. I thought they were more like 10 years or something.

Well, yes, but he doesn’t kill the baby until AFTER they’re born!

Kill the baby before they’re born? Oh the horror!!!

Let the baby be born? Fuck you kid! Welcome to the real world!

And then hope about 12 years later the baby doesn’t get invited to the island by some wealthy fuck.

Depends on how long the contract is, and who the administration is when that happens.

That may all be true and all, but other services aren’t one guy.

It would be like signing up for a fediverse instance, which uses closed source software, and it’s just one guy running the service for a small amount of people.

I don’t know who runs Lemmy.world, but at no point do I think the admins are targeting me, to read through my inbox. My judgement says that’s not what the admins are doing with their time.

But this myspace clone had 300ish registered members on a single centralized closed source platform being run and created by one guy with zero oversight. I can’t say that he created the service specifically to spy on people, but it certainly doesn’t pass the sniff test.

ain’t Facebook just Myspace but “better”?

furious

Get.

Out!

Weird. Youtube doesn’t do that to me. It is insistant however that I need to watch AI made videos about why linux is better than linux.

No, not a typo. The titles are usually along the lines of “Is Mint better than linux? Lets find out!”

Or

“Ubuntu just can’t compete with Linux!”

And the one time I accidently clicked one of these videos, it was the most obvious AI slop you’d ever seen.

Maybe it doesn’t suggest these right wing videos because they see how much Steven Colbert, and Last Week Tonight I watch.

Then there’s the weird videos. Not AI. Just…weird.

Like the video of a teenager dipping a pickle into a jar of tostitos queso, and repeatedly saying “pickles n cheese, pickles n cheese, pickles n cheese…” while making squishing noises with the cheese.

But since I clicked it, and watched 30 seconds of it, youtube now reccomends me videos from time to time of this guy doing random things with pickles.

I miss when it reccomended the guy with the duck. The duck was cool.

When I was 5 years old, I used to go to a bakery. And it was locally owned.

I’d go in, and I’d buy a brownie. And I’d do my moms shopping. Just lite stuff. Gallon of milk. Carton of cigerettes. Loaf of bread. Sometimes pancake mix. Then I’d buy a brownie from the bakery.

Every Saturday morning.

This went on for years. Until one day, I came in, clearly something wrong. I bought all my moms groceries. I’m 15 by this point. But I didn’t get my brownie. And so when Abeer (shop owners name) put my brownie on the counter, I said no. She could already tell something was wrong before the brownie rejection. But now she had to ask. I said “I don’t want a brownie today”.

She said “I’ll give you one. It’s ok if you don’t pay this week.”

I said “No. It’s not about money. I don’t want a brownie.”

She asked “Whats wrong?”

I said “Papa died…” and I burst into tears. Papa was my grandfather. He had died the night before. I just wanted to get in, and get out. Without talking really. But when she heard Papa died, she rushed around the counter and hugged me.

Here’s a woman who I’d grown up with. Every weekend talking for 30-60 minutes. She was the shopkeep, yes, but she was also a close family friend.

I was in this trance/haze of doing what I need to do, because I need to, but my mind was elsewhere. I was just trying to do my moms shopping, and get home in 5 minutes so I could curl back up in bed. Not to sleep, but just to try not to remember that I exist.

So when she ran around the counter to hug me, I didn’t even know what was happening. I thought she was still behind the counter, and now suddenly she’s hugging me.

I’m 42 now, but I cannot imagine kids today being able to understand the core concept of old school communities. They’ve been ripped out and replaced by walmart and other heartless souless corporations.

Can you imagine a 6 year old leaving his house, walking 10 minutes, entering walmart, and spending 30 minutes talking to the workers, telling them about the week at school? Showing her your TMNT toys you got for your birthday? Telling them various things about your life?

I cannot imagine that, but that was how the whole neighborhood was growing up. Every store a small community shop. Every adult knew every kid. Every kid knew every kid.

One time I was walking home and it started raining. So I just went onto the doorstep of the first house I saw that I knew a kid lived at. I’m just standing on the porch, waiting for it to stop raining. Suddenly Andys mom opens the door. She says “Andys not here right now. He’s over at James house.”

I said “Oh, ok. I’m just using the porch as shelter until it clears.”

And thats when Andys mom drove me home. Thats just how it was. A whole community looking out for the whole community.

Now anytime I go back to my old neighborhood, I don’t recognize it. C-Town pizza is gone. Obviously the video rental stores are gone. One time I even went and knocked on the houses of the kids I knew. Wondering if anyone I used to know inherited their parents old houses. Nope. I had a woman yell at me for disturbing her time. Wasn’t anyone I used to know.

But just looking around, I could tell the street layout may be the same, but this wasn’t a community. This was an isolated set of houses.

And now I’m sad. Because I miss those days. I miss the idea of everyone caring about everyone. I miss the wholesome nature of a new family moving in, and everyone just bombarding them with welcoming arms. I miss the idea of just going to my friends house, and walking in, Kramer style (minus the racism).

Now life is just cold and isolated.

I thought that was facebook?

There is a myspace clone I saw about 2 years ago. I was new to the fediverse. I THOUGHT the myspace clone was part of the fediverse. It wasn’t.

I was going to join, but turns out this service was not open source. It’s not part of the fediverse. It’s essentially just some guy running the service, and can freely read anyones messages.

So I didn’t join. But if there were an open source federated version of myspace? Yes. I would join.

Enshitification has been a thing since the 1940s. I remember in the 80s my grandma saying she used to get pretzels from the corner store. Big soft gooey chewey pretzels.

Now, in the 80s, I could only get a factory made crunchy pretzel rod.

And today? Unless you’re buying a whole bag, you can’t get pretzels at all.

I live in ohio. Food not taxed, drinks are.

In OHIO.

Yeah, Ohio has its shit together more than your state.

What??? I thought being part of Federation meant being part of the WORLD WRESTLING FEDERATION!

OOOOH YEAH, SEE I’M ALWAYS THINKIN THINKIN THINKIN, YEAH. AND WHEN IT’S ALL SAID AND DONE, WE DO THING IN THE RING! DIG IT! THE TOWER OF POWER TOO SWEET TO BE SOUR, FUNKY LIKE A MONKEY! OOOOOOH YEEEAAAHHHH!!!

Pomp and circumstance plays over the house speakers

ELIZABETH!!!

Tacos become pizza toppings. Full size tacos, on top of your pizza.

If anyone ever asks “Do we need more tacos?” it becomes your responsibility to slap this individual. Because obviously yes. The answer is ALWAYS yes. Always more tacos. Always.