The Master Cylinder

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Lol, I logged in by accident with my gmail account, then with my slashdot account :D

LiVES supports it, so you could always use that instead.

The *orange* shag carpet. Right next to the purple velvet drapes and inscrutable chrome and avacado objects of indeterminate purpose.

See the book "Interior Desecrations" by James Lileks for the whole, horrific story.

From the articles about the Bizarro universe that seems to exist inside HR departments in the tech world, my not being very good at the whole people networking thing, and too many tales of rampant ageism, there has to be a better way to do this. Why is there not a better system for connecting employees to jobs other than happening to know someone somewhere?

I'm just keeping my head down and trying to retire as early as possible.

They have evolved 4D.

You just can't see them.

They can see you, though.

They watch.

A lot.

I feel that way all the time these days. I read the news, and I don't feel like I'm even the same species as anyone else anymore.

We much eliminate the patriarchal something rape culture of the something something semprini something check your privilege something ponies. Or something like that. It's hard to follow sometimes.

I think it boils down to staunchly fighting ageism, racism and sexism by hating old, white males.

Yeah, yeah... detect *this*, Kinect.

Those silly Americans and their prudish- wait, wat?

Ah, Slashdot, where molehills become mountains.

Literally in this case. Yosemite? El Capitan or Half Dome?

How about developing emotional maturity beyond the need to do violence over trivial bullshit, and the intellectual ability to grasp it's just a game and there's a billion other things to go do? The real pussies are the ones who get all worked up into a lather in the first place.

But it's ultimately just a game. I loved SimCity. When I heard the next one was online, I shrugged and moved on.

No.

No.

No.

Then maybe people need wider tastes/interests, along with a sense of perspective and more emotional maturity, if these singular things can ruin their whole day.

Siriusly?

Splitters.