nobody gets treated worse than I do online, nobody.

Women: “Let us introduce ourselves.”

Globalism and aviation has killed the deterrent of a rebellion. While it was always true, that no matter how big of a monster you are, there is always a place on earth where your money is welcome with open hands. Back in the day, the people that bled their country into ruin still had to walk the same streets as everybody else if they wanted to get to this sanctuary, or rot away isolated in their palaces. To flee meant to potentially meet somebody they had no power or influence over, and thus, punishment. But now they can simply get into a private helicopter or private plane and can leave to their foreign vacation home and live the rest of their days in a country where even a little money is still more important than having pricipals.
That’s why it will not only happen again, but will also never stop, because there are no more consequences for the rich.

My last actual nightmare was maybe a month ago. I don’t remember the full extent of the dream but what triggered the nightmare scenario for me was some character on a monitor from a TV or videogame (don’t remember exactly) turning their head unnaturaly and starting directly at me as if aware of my presence through the screen. Their natural human eyes instantly turned into big white circles with small black dots as pupils surrounded by growing darkness.

My blood pressure instantly went through the roof but I usually don’t wake up immediately.

It was around 6 am so when I did finaly wake up there was already some light coming trough the blinds.

The weird thing is, after I calmed down. I closed my eyes and in a half sleep state I tried “re-dreaming” the same scenario again and my body almost instantly reacted the same way. And then again, and again. But with each time the effect diminshed.

But I wasn’t dreaming in the half asleep state. I was literally just forcefully putting the same image of that character staring at me into my head. And still I got a fright response each time from fairly simple imagery.

Of course now it doesn’t work anymore, I guess because I “exhausted” that source of horror.

Brains are crazy.

I’ll put the actual description of the event as a separate comment because some people find reading about other peoples dreams boring and I didn’t want to clif up the posts text.

So it was a multi-part dream (as they usually are) and I’m going to skip the sad melancholic first part.

So there I was at a race track in the evening. Apperently I was part of the pit crew and this was a private test race, only 3 of our own drivers all Mustangs. All 3 drivers turned in for a pit stop, they were all fairly young guys (18-20 maybe). The lead mechanic was a retired race-driver himself. During the pit stop he went off on the drivers about the condition of the cars (body panels were scratched up and came loose) and that the drivers were to focused on instruments. He said “Do the racing first and then when you hit the long straight, then you can check on your lap time, otherwise you’re gonna get yourself killed.”. Meanwhile the first driver our of the pit manged to spin his car before even leaving the pit area. As he shamefully reversed back to the pit he was cursing and blaming the car for that. The lead mechanic told him to get out, got in himself (together with me) and took the car for a spin on the track. It was bonkers fast to say the least.

As the race continued the weather worsened by a lot. The cars were pitted and an almost monsoon like downpour quickly flooded the track turning it basically into a lake. So we did what every group rational people would to and got out our windsurfing boards. As we started I weirdly gotten ahead of everybody but due to high winds I actually lifted out of the water and started almost flying away. struggling to keep the sail under control over the track I fairly softly crashlanded right outside the pit area. As I walked to the pit lit I noticed on of the guys lying unconscious and injured in a lounger. I waited for him to come to and asked him what happened. He said that he also got lifted out if the water, but his ceashlanding wasn’t as soft. I decided to keep him company and layed down on a lounger next to him looking into the dark night sky.

Suddenly I was in my bedroom. The light was on (which isn’t too weird because I sometimes fall asleep before turning it off). I heard somebody open up the door to our house and through a narrow open crack of my bedroom door I could see the light in the hallway also light up. It was weird because it clearly was late at night and none of my room mates were ever out that late. But I heard keys rustling and somebody undressing so I was somewhat put at ease thinking it truly must be one of my room mates. At the same time I thought about quickly getting up to turn my bedroom lights of so he wouldn’t wonder why I was up so late at night. As the light in the hallway turned off the rustling stopped. Usually this I followed by either somebody going up the stairs or somebody entering their own bedroom door, but there was nothing. If felt as if something was watching me out of the hallway darkness through that tiny crack of my bedroom door.

Suddenly the light in my room turned off.

At this point I was actually awake and looking around my dark room with my own eyes unable to move. I was laying on my back which was unusual for me. Because I was familiar with what people told about sleep paralisis I was fully aware of what was about to happen. First I could hear this weird almost tribal sounding "GalagaGalgaGalaga… " sound. Then a shadowy figure quickly crept through the door crack moving to my right side, around my back, stopping to my left and lowering its head right above my face. It was a featureless sillouette with a slightly elongated head. The sound it made got slightly louder but not in a way you’d expect as if it was emitting from the figure directly.
I desperately tried to move, but the only thing I managed was 2 fingers on my right hand and flexing my left arm slightly. Usually the slightest muscle movement would reliably snap me out of a dream, but this time it wasn’t working.
I tried speak but my tounge and lips were paralized. I tried to say “Bitch, fight me” and “Dare to turn the light on.” But I managed to say “Bith, fah me” and “Da to the d’lith in” (hopefully my room mates didn’t here that, lol)

Suddenly I gained back my body function but for a brief moment I was bombarded with almost epilepsy inducing flashes of desperate attempts from my brain to rationalize the still glooming silouette in front of me. Withing a second the sillouette flashed into ASCII code, got turned into a cartoon character, then dispersed into a crowd of dancing people in a nightclub with lights disco flashing.

The whole event took place over maybe 7 seconds.

And then it was just dark. Darker than usual. Usually if I wake up at night my eyes are used to the darkness of my room and I can see atleast somewhat. But it seamed like those flashes actually affected my eyes and reset my receptors.

I also got flooded with endorphins and started grining like an idiot.

So yeah, that’s essentially how went. I grabbed my phone after and stated typing this out as long as the memory is still fresh.

I don’t know if that has been enshittified or was has always been shit in the first place but:

Annotation Apps

Seriously, how hard is it to make an app that let’s me make markups, use a stylus, and share that across devices.

Exhibit A: Xodo
It was once free, with all the good features, but then they took those features away and implemented a subscription model.

Exhibit B: Drawboard PDF
Once, came free with a Surface Pro or was a buy once use forever software, until Microsoft took a away all the bought licenses and locked most features behind a paid subscribtion.

Exhibit C: Saber
Its free. It doesn’t use Windows Ink. Why even bother?

Exhibit D: Adobe Acrobat Reader
Hahahahahahaahahaaaaaaaaaaahaaaa *Wheeze* hahahhhahaahahahaaaaa

Exhibit E: Microsoft One Note
Aneurism Simulator. You know how printing things suck because printers never play along? Microsoft decided to solve this problem by making printing out One Note sheets properly almost impossible on the software level. Also it can’t open PDFs properly or have normal A-Format pages. Either infinite drawing space or nothing.

Exhibit F: Samsung Notes
Actually decent. Free. Android Only. But at least it keeps the annotations separated from the PDF so you can still edit them after transfer. Good choice.

Nvidia’s biggest finacial achievement in their gaming branch was fairly simple, getting rid of the “Titan” nomenclature. That’s it.

Before we had the XX80’ cards and that was it. All you ever needed for gaming was a XX80 Ti. That was the top of the food chain. Nobody ever expected you to have lr need a Titan card - that would have been ridiculous. The Titan card was a mix between gaming GPU and buisness GPU. It was for people who didn’t want to buy a Quadro Series for work and additionally a GTX/RTX Card for gaming. The Titan was the best of both worlds but came with a high price.

But now the XX90’ Series is essentially what the Titan Series was. Except now owning a XX80’ Series doesn’t feel like top of the line anymore. Simply by having a card in a generation with a higher “number” than yours, feels like there’s still a higher tier to achieve or like you’re still in “mid” tier, essentialy. Enough people fell for it and started buying the XX90’ Series as if it where a requirement for modern gaming. And after the XX90’ Series became mainstream, game developers stopped optimizing their max setting for the “mid” tier cards. This I why cards like the 4070 Ti or 4080 S still dip below 60 FPS on 1440p on maxed settings in some titles. 60 FPS on maxed is reserved for a 4090 - maximum settings, maximum graphical fidelity, maximum power consumption, maximum price.

Looks at my VW

*Erika intensifies*

Guy didn’t do the Age / 2 + 7 rule.

Emulators are for Nintendo what loud chewing is for most people, not exactly illegal but if you do it you’re gonna get decked.

It’s a grower.

😳😳😳 Westerners not voluntarily giving personal information to the Chinese government for 5 seconds [Challenge Impossible (They caught us)] 😵😵‍💫😧

Yeah people say ‘Oh poor racists, they are just uneducated and don’t know any better.’, like there aren’t racists running around with a Harvard degree. It’s really easy to condemned open racism and then pat yourself on the back for doing the right thing. Real racism is quiet, for a racist to pretend that their not, is easy, because the payoff is that they can do way more damage behind the scenes. It’s like a cancer. You can’t just put a bandaid on it and call it a day. Cut it out or kill it and then check regularly if it hasn’t come back, don’t let is spread over a whole state. Pouring money into education will only give you educated racists, which is arguably even worse.
I’m so sick of this ‘wining the battle losing the war’ kind of bullshit. It’s always the same - racism, nazis the bourgeoisie. There’s always blood but then a few ‘not so bad ones’ are spared and that shit grows back like ivy and becomes more systematic with every step. You know how many times I’ve watched the news and thought ‘Ah shit, looks like the Nazis won at the end anyway.’? How many people died in wars just for little Timothy still be gunned down in the streets for a parking ticket. How many people died to see people still waving swastikas in the streets. How many people threw themselves against castle walls under hunger and disease for people to say ‘Yes daddy Elon, you did everything by yourself and your workers shouldn’t deserve any pay, you’re the king.’ Each time you think we are done with this shit it comes back.

I struggle to understand my Netflix costs.

That’s true.

Yes a business usually consists of people and is driven by profit, you sted the obvious, but what is your point?

Do people buy their vacuums from Dyson Ltd. or from a guy named Kevin?

It’s not just about profits, it’s about accountability. That’s what the different forms of corporations represent. A singular private person can’t and shouldn’t be held accountable for every product the produce. A business is a layer of protection of limited (Ltd.) accountability. How could anybody be motivated to invent or produce anything if a single miss use of your product that causes any harm (intended or not) could lead to you directly being held responsible and possible going to jail. A business on the other hand usually has limited accountability but is also held to a much higher standard of quality and proof than a private individual ever could.

That’s what I’m trying to say. Losing Twitter isn’t a big deal.

Businesses are the ones that produce food, medicine, clothes, build houses, print books, provide gas and electricity, build roads, etc. There are businesses that have outlasted monarchies and democracies. I’m not a corpo schmuck but small businesses are the soul of the soul of our society.

That’s a bad idea because of how reliant small businesses are on social media advertising. A regulation like that would essentially screw over every business that isn’t rich enough to go to bigger advertising venues.

I always kind of judged comment sections quality by their ability to stay on topic. YouTube has been the absolute worst at this for at least the past 15 years. Test it yourself, go unto any YouTube video check the comments. By the second, sometimes even first reply to the top comment it turn into incoherent nonesense. This is not a new phenomenon, this has always been the case.