@angryoptimist

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I like a lot of stuff.
PronounsAnything you believe to be compatible with a male gender identity.

I have finally—FINALLY!—gotten to see the first part of the new Dune movie. What a film. I was worried going in, but I'm very pleased.

Now I finally know what Dune memes regular people are likely to know—and, more importantly, which they do *not*.

Just noticed that I'll say "fant-four-stic" to myself when I want to say 'fantastic' but don't really mean it and won't expend the energy to use a sarcastic tone.

I've probably been doing that since that movie released and only just noticed it.

Never saw that movie, by the way.

What is it that's so morbidly fascinating about this stuff to people? We're still laboring with this stuff. It's not footage of a train crash--we're in the damned train. Yet here I am talking about it, too.

What set me off on this was a reddit thread about L. Frank Baum having a newspaper where he often said that all Native Americans should be killed. I had no idea author of the Wizard of Oz *advocated for genocide*. You'd think this'd come up a bit more!

Naturally, from there, the thread turned into Famous Racists Fucked Up Beliefs Catalogued thread.

That guy held people in cruel bondage for money and had the gall to claim he did it for their own good on God's behalf.
I was just assembling something and, as I was screwing something in, it made that worrying metal 'ting!' sound--y'know, the one that *probably* isn't bad, but you never really want to hear it?--and before I could stop myself "that's not a word" tumbled out my mouth.
Balancing profound lethargy and a belief in software freedom is difficult.

Keybase has a thing for verifying your Github identity, but I kinda don't want to because I stand by *NONE* of the small amount of code I put up there. I kinda don't even want to go look at it; it was years ago and is doubtless the zenith of awful.

Hmm. That said, I should probably share more of what I write for myself... But, then I'd have to actually--I dunno--clean stuff up so they'd work on other computers or something. Sounds like work.

So, my best friend enthusiasm-gifted me one of those encryption fob thingies. The accumulated psychic damage of living and my general nature has always made me uncomfortable with unexpected gifts, but if there's one thing I like to honor it's benevolent gestures--so it's sent me on a mission to see what I can do with it. Which has involved a surprisingly large number of secondary tasks.