Fuck Nationalists, White Supremacists, Nazis, Fascists, The Patriarchy, Maga, Racists, Transphobes, Terfs, Homophobes, the Police.

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Cake day: February 22nd, 2022

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  • Mmm…maybe? I just got back into reading fiction after uhh…almost two decades from the last time I read fiction. I’ve also been addicted to alcohol and weed in the past. And I’ve also NOT been addicted to, but used to occassionally enjoy, psychedelic mushrooms. I’ve also been addicted to exercise, sports, and work.

    To me, effective fiction, if comparable to any class of drugs, is closest to psychedelics, and is far less similar to other much more addictive and usually harmful drugs. Both fiction and psychedelics can change your worldview without necessarily having to go through a potentially traumatic experience (though in both the reading of fiction and the experience of psychedelics, it’s important to note that trauma can still happen).

    Any activity can be addictive. Determining whether an activity is addictive can be based off of whether or not said activity harms your current relationships, damages your physical/mental health, or prevents you from otherwise having a fulfilling life. Thusly whether or not an activity or substance is addictive is somewhat subjective, and dependant on the context under which said activity/substance is participated in/consumed.

    Sometimes the desire to obliterate one’s sense of self through addiction stems from a turmoil/pain that is markedly worse than the intoxication/numbing they get from their substance/activity of choice. Sometimes there are no support structures or alternative ways of addressing your issues and/or pain.

    I’m not trying to downplay or ignore the very serious problem of addiction, as I think addiction pervades nearly every aspect of modern life in both subtle and overt ways, but I do think that we all tend to judge each other for our addictions rather than question why we all seem to have these various addictions in the first place, and I question whether or not our ire and concern would be better redirected at the political socioeconomic conditions that generate these cultures of addiction in the first place.












  • Shortsighted take. The concept of legacy is bullshit. The long term effects you have on the world have more to do with reinforcing or negating societal patterns of behavior. Do you encourage or discourage kindness? Do you encouraged or discourage violence? That’s really all that matters.

    Those who receive kindness, violence, etc. are likely to perpetuate it, but could fight that societal reinforcement and potentially change the course of their lives and the way they influence others around them.

    All the different flavors of culture and traditions are simply wrappers over these patterns and are destined to die or change so dramatically that they would be unrecognizable to the practitioners of said culture from the past.

    Your true legacy, the one that is likely to span many generations, isn’t the traditions or artifices of a culture and people long dead, it is the positive and negative behaviors you reinforced through you demonstrating these behaviors during your life.

    Did you build and help community? Did you uplift and protect the most vulnerable amongst you? Did you work towards a world better for the next generation and not just for your children? Ultimately this is the closest people have to an actual legacy.

    One day you and everyone you ever know will die, and the best you can hope for is that you perpetuated kindness amongst those that will take the mantle of humanity forward.

    Legacy is still bullshit though. The reasons for doing right by another person is the goal, not the way towards the goal.



  • I have been struggling with this lately. I am staunchly anti violence and anti war, and yet, I am conflicted on how far I truly would be willing to go to cull classism, fascism, racism, transphobia , homophobia, misogyny, and pedophilia from the world.

    These things are abhorrent to me, and I wonder how much of my humanity I’d be willing to sacrifice in exchange for even one of these to no longer being in existence amongst the ranks of humanity.

    How much good does pacifism give to the world in promoting the better angels of our nature? How much harm does it do when those same principles allow the worst among us to march down our roads and drag away our loved ones in the night?

    Two scenes from media I consume have lately continually resurfaced in my mind. One is this scene from Vinland Saga, where the main character’s father confronts him when he finds his sword. The father is about to go off to war, and somberly asks his son who he wants to kill with his father’s sword. This culminates with the father, who again, is about to go off to war, emphatically declaring to his son that he has no enemies, that there is no such thing as enemies.

    The other is this scene from Star Wars Andor, in which a high level spy of a burgeoning Rebellion is asked by a compatriot (who wishes to quit fighting the Empire due to possibly being found out), asks what he sacrifices for the fight against the Empire. The monologue he delivers is chilling, acknowledging he sacrifices all things that make him human, he becomes like his enemy in order to defeat them. When he reflects on the question, and asks, “So what do I sacrifice? Everything!”

    That…is what I believe I will have to give up in order for there to be a sunrise for the people I love tomorrow. I’ll have to give up my humanity, everything. And I am afraid. I am selfish. I don’t want to. But I don’t know any other way.

    The feelings that scene stir up in me resonate because that is how I feel when I think on the fascist cancer that has once again metastasized in America. Having no enemies… if only. Truly. Having enemies robs me of my humanity, because in fighting them I must bury my humanity. And I know that once I do that, there’s no going back. There will be no redemption.

    The thing I am struggling with is… am I the one who makes them my enemies? Or are they? And if the only thing we can agree on is that we are enemies…then what choice do we have when they come for me and those I claim as my kin?



  • I recently got fitgirl’s Cyberpunk 2077 repack working on Artix Linux with Lutris by following this guide:

    It doesn’t take into account you also need to use GEProton as well (for Cyberpunk at least), but its easy enough to install GEProton via ProtonUp, and then just configuring the game to use GEProton in the settings via lutris.

    I got mangohud working as well, that was relatively simple.

    I also noticed that I needed to install and setup dxvk as an overlay for Vulkan.

    Yeah, it was a lot of setup and you need plenty of hard drive space as both the repack and the installed game are huge (have double the space available listed on the repack site).

    I have the game on Steam, but wanted to know how to do this, and it was not as bad as I thought it would be.