The pedal on the right.

it’s an older meme sir, but it checks out

no u cant the lemmy cuss brigade will arrest u, my uncle said so and he works at nintendo

Absolutely. Chris Brown is a prime example. I quite like some of his collab tunes, but I absolutely refuse to give any money - a percentage or not - to that wifebeating spunktrumpet.

In fact, the fact that I’m actively screwing him out of money makes me enjoy the song more.

I fucking love AI.

I’ll qualify that with a small personal story on it: I have a colleague in a nearby office the other side of the city, who steps into supervise his team when the actual manager isn’t there. Nice bloke, not much banter, but pleasant enough.

You can fucking guarantee though that when a division-wide email has gone out, or a change of plan comes in… he’s right on the phone to me asking what to do.

The first few times it was cute. A guy must really love his job or hate himself to go into junior management, so walking him through routine tasks he may not have been exposed to may be beneficial to him in the long run.

The problem is, it’s near constant. Every single time something changes, he calls - not for advice, not for opinion, but “can you do this for my team too?”. What really pulls a hair out of my arse is that there’s a 50/50 chance of it being something I’ve already showed him. I’ve spoken to his actual manager at exasperated length but it’s just a can kicked down the road with a “well he’s still learning, isn’t he?”

I suppose he is, and I’m no teacher. When he phones now, I just tell him “mate our org has access to that fancy new Microsoft Copilot, it’s fuckin’ mint bro, solves all your problems”, knowing fine well the disaster that’s about to happen - partly to expose him to new technologies, but mainly to be a smug cunt.

Invariably, he gets solutions that don’t quite work, or ideas that don’t quite fit the brief… and it’s satisfying as fuck getting the follow-up call and saying “sorry bruv, Copilot is smarter than me, which isn’t hard” or “nah sorry dude, it gives you a personalised response so that’ll be outside of my domain, making my suggestions worthless”.

Fucking love it. It has reduced my workload immensely.

Not nearly on the same scale, but one of my favourite photos of me in a proud moment is me kneeling beside a local beach holding an oversized PR cheque for two hundred quid (my back-of-a-fag-packet maths suggests that’s around US$266) for a charity I ran for.

Now, two ton is next to fuck all in the grand scheme of things, and I was only expecting my colleagues and pals to empty their pockets of smash; euros; washers; and the odd Drachma into the tub - but for folk to think so highly of me and break my own target many times over in an era not too far after the credit crunch… well even now I look back and think “fuck yes past me, you did a bit of good there bro”.

Granted, I’ve given more in monthly GAYE donations (lol) off my top line in UK taxation dodges than that figure, but I absolutely get how the opposite is true - a relative minnow getting a cash boost that guarantees their R&D (and livelihoods too) for another fixed period of time.

Fuck yes. (sorry for the anecdote.)

Saying “I hate you” in neurodivergent is posting a thread with a /1 marker at the end and leaving the rest as an exercise for the reader 😂

Even then, Trump isn’t the root problem.

I agree with everything you’ve said (for whatever that’s worth, being from outside the US) - but the primary issue is the 30%+ of folk who are voting for this arsehole, along with the 30%+ of folk who didn’t care enough to vote against it.

Following that logic, it doesn’t matter whether it’s Trump, Hitler, Musk, Orban, Putin or whatever going for the post - it doesn’t even matter whether they’re constitutionally permitted to stand for office, if there’s an overwhelming number of folk who don’t give a fuck and vote that way anyway, then there’s your bigger problem.

The HAMBOTVER of the 2000s!

My first thought was: “I must try this”. I need to read my house insurance policy first.

Curiosity got the better of me when I waved an alcohol wipe over an open flame. There’s still a dark mark on the office carpet tile from where I had to stamp it out.

My job is half field based, half desk based. That, and I study part time too, so the simple unhelpful answer is the same: I don’t.

Recently I’ve taken to building a list of five or six games I’m interested in, booking a week or two off work in the summer, buying a month of Game Pass and just hooning through the games, and if I’ve got any time left then I’ll smash through some Doom WADs and that’s me.

Otherwise, I try and stay away from screens and try to read or run more.

Weirdly, we are at (trade) war with Eastasia.

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She does it well, so there’s that.

Or worse, the US telecom franchise 😭

e: obligatory Sinclaaaaaaaiiiirrrr

Two thirds of a million kilometres under good conditions and at a precise angle to get a picture of goatse moontooth’d to my phone

Welcome to 2025!

I don’t work in mathematics but my work strays into another STEM field, but every now and then I watch this short clip of Sir Andrew Wiles and think “fuck me, maybe it is achievable”.

Absolute legend, that man.

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Very few people think everyone on your side of the pond is okay with your political shitshow.

It’s disheartening to see around a third of your voters being cunts, but then every country has their regressive arseholes, but it’s downright frustrating to see another chunk of your voting populace being okay enough with it to not bother voting against it.

So, by majority, the Americans are a clownshow. A small #NotAllVoters contingent doesn’t really change that - coupled with a modern history of American exceptionalism (and i say that with a straight face even with the British track record) then you can see why you’re getting dunked on.

I’m not sure if you’re taking the piss or not but I’m going to choose to believe you’re asking in good faith!

The code just feels… messy, unfamiliar, almost chaotic - but the semicolons and curly brackets in a neat little row, formatted in a satisfying way, is like an island of calm and order in the middle of a formatting clusterfuck.

A moment of serenity in the middle of a riot, one may think.