Yay! I can finally afford a hous-… and Blackrock just bought it out from underneath me…
Just some dude.
Yay! I can finally afford a hous-… and Blackrock just bought it out from underneath me…
Let’s end the hypocrisy of blaming illegal immigrants every societal ill—while benefitting from their cheap and compliant labor—and staying silent about the complicity of employers’ role in the whole process. Raid workplaces. Deport illegal immigrants if that makes you feel better. But, absolutely imprison those business owners for aiding and abetting.
I find this “retribution” thing very quaint…
“Retribution” for being held to the same standards as the rest of us. “Retribution” for being punished for violating the rules we’re all under. “Retribution” for being called to account for acting like awful people.
There is nothing that has been done to them that does not stem from their own, poor behavior—a completely self-fixable concern.
See, the problem with all of these ideas is that they’re at odds with the billionaires’ vision that you slave away in servitude to them, while their imaginary worth line goes up to infinity.
It’s really nothing more complex than that. And, as soon as the non-billionaire conservatives—your neighbors, your coworkers, the people you pass by every day—wake up and understand that they’re covered by that vision, too, the sooner things get better for all of us.
What a guy!
I use ChatGPT and Copilot as search engines, particularly for programming concepts or technical documentation. The way I figure, since these AI companies are scraping the internet to train these models, it’s incredibly likely that they’ve picked up some bit of information that Google and DDG won’t surface because SEO.
Would be a welcome October Surprise…
WTAF is wrong with these people?
Like, dude, all cool if this is the fetish that you beat off to every night—not that I really need to know this.
But, if not, holy shit, seek help…
Nose is too straight…
I’m getting “Wallace Shawn we have at home”…
I think the only reasonable response to that quote would be: “Weird flex but ok…”
I’m getting strong Hide the Pain Harold vibes.…
I just continue to be amazed that, instead of the old, tried-and-true method of giving people what they want—a solid, reliable car at a good price, and a stellar charging network in the places people want to be—a man of his means keeps trying weird gimmicks.
You know, I don’t actually know. Have been conditioned to avoid using them that I don’t even think about them.
Oh, I acknowledge that.
However, there are two things I get hung up on. One, can’t pay by check—Costco doesn’t accept checks. And, two, the traditional no-limits cards are generally Amex, which they don’t accept—only Visa.
So, yes, while nothing else you said was wrong per se, I’m still left to ponder just how the transaction would go down.
I know everyone’s general focus is on the cost of the thing and how ridiculous it seems, completely ignoring that it’s a Scotch that was aged longer than the overwhelming majority of us—me included—have been alive, and that there are some people for whom that taste is very much worth it.
Me, I’ve wrangled with exactly how you’re meant to pay for the thing and walk out the door with it. Am I bringing $27K—plus tax—worth of cash—three straps of hundos?—to Costco and having the cashier count it? Do I get pulled into the manager’s office instead? Or, do I put this on my Costco Citi Visa? Will they decline it, even if I have the credit limit? Can I sub in another Visa, since that’s all they take? Do I get walked out the door, or do I get a receipt for the checker to sharpie a line through?
The first time I encountered this, it scared the shit out of me. Only by rationally eliminating possibilities was I able to calmly dig in, learn about the Epley Maneuver, and get some relief.
It still pops up on occasion, but a couple of rounds of the Maneuver and I’m usually back to normal.
I confess that I’m 25 years into my career field and I still don’t “get” “OKR” and “PKI”.
I know what the acronyms mean and have looked at definitions dozens of times. But, when I see them in practice, I figure that there’s something I’m still missing—some arcane knowledge only revealed to project managers and executives—because they’re always somehow nonsensical to the business, like someone filled in a Mad Lib.
It’s one of those movies that I put on for giggles one boring evening many moons ago, and spent the whole time going “what the fuck?”
Fuck me, I almost ate the onion, too. I read it, and for a second honestly believed that, yeah, he would do that as a “I got away with everything” flex.