God give me strength. These muffhuggin commies are pumping my blood pressure. They want to fix everything broken because of broken money, by changing everything EXCEPT the broken money.

Spent 7 hours splitting and stacking firewood for next winter. I'm exhausted. GN and Stay Blessed.

Sometimes my wife will reference something she sees in her legacy social media and question it as a psyop, or dryly call out some conspiratorial motive behind a news story. I always thought of her as the normie in my family, but she is no normie. Listening to her rant about sales tax and property taxes had me falling for her all over again. God is good.

I wish a hacker would point foundry's miners to parasite pool for like half a morning. Wait until they start a company team building event, and switch the payout address so their farms pay the plebs for as long as it takes those assholes to figure out the escape room.

If we ever go full on social credit score, I hope the system disproportionately targets people who abandon shopping carts and spit pouches/gum into urinals for punishment. Of course those are the people most likely to be running the system. Le sigh.