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"I don't like any of these extremists on the right or the left! I just think we need the basic common sense middle ground stuff. Like, the government ought to be providing everyone healthcare, that's just basic. Every other developed country in the world can do it, why not us? We're Americans, we're supposed to be world leaders. And why are we letting rich people accumulate so much money they can buy our entire government? We need sensible tax rates like we had in the 1950's. We don't need the government interfering in family medical decisions or what gender people want to be, talk about your activist governments! What's next, they wanna micromanage us like they did in the 1800's? Send women to jail for wearing pants? Come on, let trans people go to the goddamn bathroom, what's wrong with people? And I don't understand why we need a freaking secret police force to terrorize people whose visas expired. Why don't we just let anyone immigrate and get a green card if they can pass a background check, that way they get paid minimum wages like Americans do and corporations can't pay them super cheaply to get out of fair wages? It'd be better for all Americans that way. You wanna enforce customs at the border, sure, we don't want smuggling, but the way ICE currently is, half the people who work there get a hardon when they think about terrorizing immigrants. In my opinion the whole department's gotta go and we go back to the way things used to be. "

Like... you use the short version of those opinions, people have been taught "these are extreme opinions!" But you express the exact same information a different way and people go, yeah, that makes perfect sense. Kind of like "defund the police" is scary but if you say, "let's take some of the funds we're currently allocating to the police, and give them to specialists who're good at dealing with mentally ill and desperate people, so those people get the right kind of help and don't get shot. You know, if all you have is a hammer everything looks like a nail... and the police have guns, so every problem looks like a thing to shoot. Let's keep them targeted on what they're good at and give the work you don't need a gun for to people who don't need a gun to do it," people think that's perfectly reasonable. "Fund non-violent alternatives to police for non-violent issues like welfare checks" is another way you can phrase it, which is shorter.

genuinely wild to me when I go to someone's house and we watch TV or listen to music or something and there are ads. I haven't seen an ad in my home since 2005. what do you mean you haven't set up multiple layers of digital infrastructure to banish corporate messaging to oblivion before it manifests? listen, this is important. this is the 21st century version of carving sigils on the wall to deny entry to demons or wearing bells to ward off the Unseelie. come on give me your router admin password and I'll show you how to cast a protective spell of Get Thee Tae Fuck, Capital

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Okay, here we go! I'm gonna try and put this in order from least to most technical knowledge required. I'm not responsible if you accidentally create SkyNet etc.

Level 1: browser extensions

This one is basically impossible to get wrong, or at least to get wrong badly enough that it causes any problems.

Get Firefox, or a Firefox fork like Waterfox. If you use a fork, make sure it's one that will let you use add-ons. On a PC, pretty much any Firefox fork will take add-ons, but on mobile devices, many don't. Iceraven is one that does.

Get the add-ons uBlock Origin, YouTube Sponsorblock (if you use YouTube), and FBCleaner (if you use Facebook).

uBlock Origin comes with a built-in list of filters to block ads and trackers, but you can add your own filters to block any specific element of a website you don't like. You know those goddamn floating frames on fandom.com sites that block half the screen? Now you can zap 'em.

Sponsorblock uses crowdsourced timestamps to automatically skip sponsor spots and self-promotion in YouTube videos. Never listen to anyone say "hit like and subscribe" or "Raid Shadow Legends" again.

FBCleaner hides all content from your feed except posts from people, groups, and pages you've actually chosen to follow.

Level 2: leaving enshittified services

The software that's become standard over the years in a lot of fields is steadily selling more of your data, showing you more ads, and pushing you to buy more expensive subscriptions. Time to tell them to get fucked.

Dump Adobe apps for Affinity or Krita. Drop Microsoft for LibreOffice. Change your default search engine from Google to DuckDuckGo or Qwant. Use OpenStreetMaps instead of Google or Apple Maps.

Level 3: network-level DNS fuckery

DNS, or Domain Name Service, is the thing that tells your computer where www.website.com is actually located. By hacking your network's DNS you can force it to tell your devices that ad-hosting domains don't exist at all. Some of the steps on this one can get pretty technical, but because you're doing all the difficult stuff on a dedicated device, you can't really fuck up anything that seriously.

Get yourself a Raspberry Pi (a cheap older one like a model 3B will work just fine for this purpose), and follow a guide like this one to get it set up running AdGuard Home. AdGuard, like uBlock, has built-in filter lists, but you can also add your own if there are specific domains you want to block.

Once it's up and running, you'll need to change the DNS settings on your router to point to your AdGuard service. This is different for every router but will always start with logging into the admin panel with a password printed on a little sticker somewhere on the router.

With that done, every time a device on your home network looks for ads.website.com, it'll get back a message that says "sorry, can't find it", so it won't be able to load any ads.

Level 4: Android-specific DNS fuckery

Because AdGuard runs on your home network, it can't block ads on your phone when you're away from home - and what's worse, your phone will sometimes remember the addresses it got when you were out and about, and ads will get past your AdGuard wall even when you're home.

To avoid this, get AdAway for DNS-based ad-blocking directly on your phone. The easy, but less seamless, way of using AdAway is the "local VPN mode", which doesn't require you to do any mucking about with your phone's operating system.

Level 5: automated media piracy

The best way to stop seeing ads on all your streaming services is to stop using streaming services. There are loads of ways to do this, but the best ones involve setting up what's called an "arr stack" (Google that for setup guides) along with nzbget and a usenet account. Most of the time you'll want to set this stuff up on a dedicated device - an old laptop gathering dust in the closet is a great option, or you can grab something used from a charity shop or a local electronics recycler.

The great thing about usenet is that unlike with torrents, you don't have to do any sharing from your computer, so you're in a lot less legal jeopardy - legally speaking, distributing pirated content is waaayyy more serious than accessing it. I pay about £3 a month for a secure, high-bandwidth usenet service.

Once you start getting your own collection of media on your own computer, use the open-source media library manager Jellyfin to browse and play things from basically any device.

Oh, and don't be a dick. Pirate all you want from big corporations, but please pay independent small-time creators for their work.

Level 6: fucking with Android

Android phones are a lot more locked-down than they used to be, but depending on the device you own you can still do a lot of messing around under the hood. Note that if you get something wrong while doing this, there is always the possibility that it will turn your device into a paperweight.

Before you buy a device, check where it sits on the Bootloader Unlock Wall of Shame. Once you've bought it, check the xda-developer forums for guides on how to unlock it and "root" it (gain admin access) with Magisk.

Once Magisk is installed, you can add modules to do all sorts of cool stuff, including using AdAway in "root mode" which makes it basically invisible.

You can also install YouTube ReVanced, which will do all the ad- and sponsor blocking stuff we took care of in your Windows browser a few paragraphs ago. Be careful: there are a lot of fake sites out there pretending they're associated with the ReVanced project which might be injecting malware into their downloads. This Reddit post has the official instructions and links.

Also, try out the modded version of Facebook from APKmoddone, which will block most of the same shit as the FBcleaner add-on from earlier. There's always a possibility that modified apps like this are doing something dodgy, but I've never had any issues with this one personally.

Level 7: fucking with Windows

This one is scary because it can seriously fuck up your shit if something goes wrong, but some really cool people have actually made it very simple to strip all the bloat, ads, and spyware out of Windows. The tool I use is ReviOS. Start reading at https://www.revi.cc/docs. Basically, you'll need to download a tool called AME Wizard and the ReviOS "playbook" that tells AME what to do. Read the documentation before you do any of this.

Level 8: switching to Linux

I'm not going to pretend this is an option for everyone. Half the software I use on a weekly basis isn't available on Linux. But if you can switch? Do it. These days, Ubuntu - one of the most popular flavours of Linux - is built with people switching from Windows in mind, and a lot of things will be pretty intuitive. It also has great documentation and a huge community you can go to for help if you're confused about stuff.

And that, friends, is a comprehensive approach to banishing the demons of capitalism from your home!

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A friend has once again brought it to my attention that it is unusual to have an intact chronological memory of life prior to age 12 and you know what’s weird to ME is that the rest of yall forgot how to sing the clean-up song

Other shit:

  1. The crotch-and-chin destroying hell of a toddler’s carseat
  2. How fucking scary stairs are when you JUST figured out walking. “You can stand up” nah fuck that these steps go up to my knees and I’m top-heavy I’m gonna scoot down on my ass thank you
  3. Walking alongside fucking giants whose legs are bigger than your whole fucking body and trying to keep up
  4. Not knowing how to blow your nose and everyone expecting you to just figure it out by holding a tissue and saying “blow” like WHAT DO YOU MEAN CLOSE MY THROAT? Just an absolute snot waterboarding
  5. People describing how to make sounds with your mouth but you can’t see inside their mouth when they do it so you kind of just guess over and over while they tell you you still don’t got it
  6. Not having a full grasp of language but fully understanding CONCEPTS so you say shit like “are we going to the park later?” When you mean TOMORROW but all you can come up with is shit like “the next time we have lunch, not today but after today, after that” like a fucked up game of verbal post-brain injury Pictionary where people won’t let you get mad about it
  7. Just. Mucus. Mucus and chapped skin, all the time, chin and upper lip. And you’re not supposed to lick it cause the spit is the PROBLEM but it’s fucking OBNOXIOUS. “Just keep the skin dry” wow thanks I’ve been aware of this mechsuit for about ten minutes and still haven’t fully mastered not falling into the toilet but yeah I know how to stay on top of that, cool
  8. FALLING INTO THE TOILET
  9. Trying to eat at a table where the surface comes up to your chin but not being able to get high or close enough cause you can’t scoot your chair in and your hands still don’t coordinate good so you end up just spooning tomato sauce onto your lap like an asshole. Like yeah mom my bad, have you considered though that I ALSO don’t want me to be covered in sauce? Cool
  10. Adults being WAY too excited about shit that straight up is not worth the hype
  11. Carpet burn. Constant carpet burn. Crawling, tripping, shuffling between toys on the floor. So much goddamn carpet burn
  12. Knowing exactly what you’re talking about and zero people understanding because they think you’re too dumb for what you’re trying to communicate
  13. Being told to wave at or hug complete strangers. And they always smelled kinda weird but you weren’t supposed to say it
  14. The feeling of meeting an older kid and they act like they’re your manager or something
  15. Encyclopedic knowledge and name of every single person in your grade 1 class, and their interests
  16. Stroller rides. You could zone out at the ground for hours I swear to god
  17. Dropping something while buckled into a carseat or stroller and not being able to get it and just resigning yourself to a life in hell
  18. Dropping something while you’re in a carseat and it goes UNDER YOUR ASS and you can’t fucking GET IT
  19. Other children getting away with just absolute war crimes. Imagine if Sharon showed up to the office potluck and offered you a cookie and after you ate one revealed that she licked it. Imagine if Gord took your stapler and put it down his pants so you couldn’t get it back. Imagine if for no reason at all your coworker told you your dad was stupid and then put your laptop in the garbage
  20. Not remembering what different foods are called and getting pressured into agreeing to food you were NOT FULLY AWARE OF. How the FUCK is a chicken wing different from a chicken strip you ask? “Well, one just has a bone in it!” You fool. You fucking idiot. They might as well be from different animals entirely. But now you gotta eat it cause we don’t waste food (hell)

Yes I’ve talked about this before and yes I’m going to talk about it again because every single person on earth should be fully and viscerally aware that being a kid feels like every description I’ve ever read of recovering from a stroke and we all grow up and forget and talk about childhood like it was magic.

Yeah some of it was fun and all but don’t you remember FALLING DOWN CONSTANTLY? You don’t remember needing help putting a shirt on cause you got your arm stuck and couldn’t get out and panicked so bad you started crying? You DON’T remember being just CONSTANTLY STICKY? Ohhh my good, pissing yourself. Pissing yourself was the worst. Christ alive, and being put in the playpen with a weird kid

Why were you falling into the toilet?

I WAS LIKE TWO FEET TALL

Just in time for Valentine’s Day... 💔 

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We’ve rounded up a bunch of privacy-centric alternatives for everything Google.

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- The Ellipsus Team xo

Fun fact, on top of being staunchly against genAI, ellipsus literally has an Export To AO3 button. I do the majority of my writing in LibreOffice, but I've been moving all my GDocs over to ellipsus for a bit and I really love the interface. If you're looking for an alternative to GDocs, this is The One.

I hate Nintendo Switch Online. I hate the lack of optimization. I hate the expensive subscription service. I hate the lack of games. I hate the limited time releases. I hate that it's never gonna have the level of content that the Wii virtual console had. I hate what capitalism has done to gaming.

This collection includes: All the GBA, GB and GBC games currently available on the Switch!!

+ And a few extra bonus!! Mostly from the same series'seses

They're all ready to be played in HD on PC. Just drag and drop the files on the included program

Target audience right here!! The joy of gaming and sharing it with others is the reason i post and i made this blog. Enjoy the Kirbyses very much, and do remember to support the official release whenever possible

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fuck it, i'm curious. reblog and tag with the first fictional death to ever rewrite your brain chemistry and/or make you cry like a baby. mine was ares from the underland chronicles (who, for context, was a giant bat.) to this day i will weep if i think too hard about it. okay, go.

Adam Sandlers death in the movie Click was the first time i really understood that people in real life die. and i remember praying to Jesus asking him to please let Adam Sandler into heaven if he ever died in real life

The scariest shit I see always comes from people who are quite confident that, being very loving, they could not be doing anything abusive.

THIS. THIS A THOUSAND TIMES. YOU CAN LOVE SOMEONE AND STILL ABUSE THEM. PEOPLE WHO ABUSE THEIR LOVED ONES DON'T AUTOMATICALLY STOP LOVING THEM. THEY HURT PEOPLE THEY LOVE. SOMETIMES IT'S BECAUSE THEY LOVE PEOPLE BUT THEIR MEAN OR SELFISH OR WHATEVER. SOMETIMES IT'S BECAUSE THEY LOVE PEOPLE BUT IT'S A TOXIC LOVE WHERE THEY OBJECTIFY OR ACT OVERLY POSSESSIVE OVER SOMEONE ELSE. THAT ALSO APPLIES TO PARENTS AND PEOPLE WHO AREN'T JUST ROMANTIC INTERESTS BTW. YOU CAN LOVE SOMEONE AND STILL ABUSE AND HURT THEM.

This is why most people don't understand my relationship with my stepfather because yeah he was emotionally and sexually abusive to me but he would take me out for ice cream after we washed his car and go to yard sales together and he paid for me to learn how to scuba dive and he helped me with the closing costs to my house when it was taking too long to liquidate the assests. The lows were so low, but the highs were so high. And I could tell he wasn't like that on purpose. He himself was badly abused. I don't excuse or condone his behavior but I do understand it. There was love there and there still is.

He's an incredibly flawed individual, but he's still one of my dads and despite all the hurt he caused, I still love him. I make sure neither I or my children are left in a position where we are vulnerable with him, though. I'm forgiving, not stupid.

What's the first question that really pops into peoples' minds about Ea-Nasir? I'm trying to write this history down, but I'm struggling.

After looking through the evidence, both, but moreso the second.

Ea-Nasir's tablet is dated to 1750 BC, which is coincidentally aligns to the death of Hammurabi. For context, he lived at the end of the Isin-Larsa Period, a time in Babylonia's history where it was a collection of warring city-states. Ur and Larsa were the most powerful of these, since they were farthest south and controlled most of the trade coming up the Persian Gulf. (Isin, near where Hammurabi was from, was in the North and had lost power about 200 years before.)

Right after Hammurabi's death, all the city-states he'd conquered, including Larsa and Ur, decided that they didn't give two squats what the people in the North thought, and started a rebellion.

The tablets in Ea-Nasir's house have been translated. It's very difficult to find them, but the book is called Foreign Trade in the Old Babylonian Period, Leemans 1960, and he makes a series of interpretations that still align with our understanding of the culture today:

  • Ea-Nasir was hot-headed. 3 tablets note him talking rudely to messengers and traders.
  • Ea-Nasir sold copper to private merchants AND the temple, which was the government of Ur. The receipt we found is in such a large quantity we can assume the government was likely his primary buyer. The complaint tablets are from notably from private merchants.
  • Ea-Nasir was an alik-Tilmun; or 'one who travels to Dilmun'.

Where is Dilmun? Good question! Archaeologists spent the next 40 years figuring it out! At this point, they're fairly certain it's in present-day Qatar. The city was used as a midpoint port to bring in copper from Magan and Meluhha (current-day UAE/Oman and India respectively.)

The reason we know this, is because Oman is an old, old copper-producing region. It's an ophiolite (rock from the seafloor that's been uplifted to the surface) that contained a spreading center (think Mid-Atlantic ridge) which forms deposits of copper and other metals as sulfides from the black smoker vents (copper-iron sulfur, lead sulfur, zinc sulfur, etc.)

To produce copper, you have to remove the iron and the sulfur. To remove the iron, you add "flux", which essentially bonds iron to silica, because it likes silica more than copper does. And to remove the sulfur, you add oxygen, which burns off the sulfur as gaseous SO2.

The copper is heavier than the iron and silica, and sinks to the bottom of the furnace. The iron and silica, slag, flow out the side. The resulting ingot looks like the bowl below. And a lot of times, holes remained from gas getting trapped at the bottom.

They measured copper by weight though, so this wasn't too much of a problem. However, if there weren't enough flux, or the fire wasn't hot enough, iron would also get trapped in the copper ingot, making "black copper"; if a merchant wanted the 97% pure copper that could be made using this process, a lot of iron would definitely be considered 'bad copper'.

Switching back to the culture!

Around 1800 BC, the same time as this was going on, the culture of Oman underwent a noticeable decline. Many of their coastal mines stopped producing copper and people moved inland. They also stopped making bronze with tin. This is notable, because tin was scarce in the Bronze Age and insinuates they might've been left out of the trade route. At the very least, they had stopped being Mesopotamia's primary supplier and started doing their best to keep up with the times.

(At this point, I'll point a finger to Cyprus, which was firing up its smelters at the same time. Cyprus is very interesting, but it pertains less to Ea-Nasir, so I'll just wave enthusiastically at their oxhide ingot copper and tin trade domination.)

So we can't know if Ea-Nasir wasn't a chronic scammer, but I think all the evidence outlines a different story.

Ur, a powerful city-state rebelling against a conqueror within Ea-Nasir's lifetime. Ea-Nasir, selling large amounts of copper to the government, and smaller sales to private merchants who complained about being given scraps; a man who was still traveling to trade copper in a state that had lost their monopoly on the copper trade and was possibly producing some less-than-ideal quality.

He mostly sounds like a person with strong ties to his city and culture. Maybe not the best copper merchant, but certainly a passionate one.

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There are people – some in my own Party – who think that if you just give Donald Trump everything he wants, he’ll make an exception and spare you some of the harm. I’ll ignore the moral abdication of that position for just a second to say — almost none of those people have the experience with this President that I do. I once swallowed my pride to offer him what he values most — public praise on the Sunday news shows — in return for ventilators and N95 masks during the worst of the pandemic. We made a deal. And it turns out his promises were as broken as the BIPAP machines he sent us instead of ventilators. Going along to get along does not work – just ask the Trump-fearing red state Governors who are dealing with the same cuts that we are. I won’t be fooled twice.
I’ve been reflecting, these past four weeks, on two important parts of my life: my work helping to build the Illinois Holocaust Museum and the two times I’ve had the privilege of reciting the oath of office for Illinois Governor.
As some of you know, Skokie, Illinois once had one of the largest populations of Holocaust survivors anywhere in the world. In 1978, Nazis decided they wanted to march there.
The leaders of that march knew that the images of Swastika clad young men goose stepping down a peaceful suburban street would terrorize the local Jewish population – so many of whom had never recovered from their time in German concentration camps.
The prospect of that march sparked a legal fight that went all the way to the Supreme Court. It was a Jewish lawyer from the ACLU who argued the case for the Nazis – contending that even the most hateful of speech was protected under the first amendment.
As an American and a Jew, I find it difficult to resolve my feelings around that Supreme Court case – but I am grateful that the prospect of Nazis marching in their streets spurred the survivors and other Skokie residents to act. They joined together to form the Holocaust Memorial Foundation and built the first Illinois Holocaust Museum in a storefront in 1981 – a small but important forerunner to the one I helped build thirty years later.
I do not invoke the specter of Nazis lightly. But I know the history intimately — and have spent more time than probably anyone in this room with people who survived the Holocaust. Here’s what I’ve learned – the root that tears apart your house’s foundation begins as a seed – a seed of distrust and hate and blame.
The seed that grew into a dictatorship in Europe a lifetime ago didn’t arrive overnight. It started with everyday Germans mad about inflation and looking for someone to blame.
I’m watching with a foreboding dread what is happening in our country right now. A president who watches a plane go down in the Potomac – and suggests — without facts or findings — that a diversity hire is responsible for the crash. Or the Missouri Attorney General who just sued Starbucks – arguing that consumers pay higher prices for their coffee because the baristas are too “female” and “nonwhite.” The authoritarian playbook is laid bare here: They point to a group of people who don’t look like you and tell you to blame them for your problems.
I just have one question: What comes next? After we’ve discriminated against, deported or disparaged all the immigrants and the gay and lesbian and transgender people, the developmentally disabled, the women and the minorities – once we’ve ostracized our neighbors and betrayed our friends – After that, when the problems we started with are still there staring us in the face – what comes next.
All the atrocities of human history lurk in the answer to that question. And if we don’t want to repeat history – then for God’s sake in this moment we better be strong enough to learn from it.
I swore the following oath on Abraham Lincoln’s Bible: “I do solemnly swear that I will support the constitution of the United States, and the constitution of the state of Illinois, and that I will faithfully discharge the duties of the office of Governor .... according to the best of my ability.
My oath is to the Constitution of our state and of our country. We don’t have kings in America – and I don’t intend to bend the knee to one. I am not speaking up in service to my ambitions — but in deference to my obligations.
If you think I’m overreacting and sounding the alarm too soon, consider this:
It took the Nazis one month, three weeks, two days, eight hours and 40 minutes to dismantle a constitutional republic. All I’m saying is when the five-alarm fire starts to burn, every good person better be ready to man a post with a bucket of water if you want to stop it from raging out of control.
Those Illinois Nazis did end up holding their march in 1978 – just not in Skokie. After all the blowback from the case, they decided to march in Chicago instead. Only twenty of them showed up. But 2000 people came to counter protest. The Chicago Tribune reported that day that the “rally sputtered to an unspectacular end after ten minutes.” It was Illinoisans who smothered those embers before they could burn into a flame.
Tyranny requires your fear and your silence and your compliance. Democracy requires your courage. So gather your justice and humanity, Illinois, and do not let the “tragic spirit of despair” overcome us when our country needs us the most.

Sources:

• NBC Chicago & J.B. Pritzker, Democratic governor of Illinois, State of the State address 2025: Watch speech here | Full text

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These are the first eggs I have gotten from my chickens. My spouse cooked 6 of them this morning and made the best breakfast burrito I have ever had. I literally teared up and it was hard to swallow the last two bites because my joy was so large that my throat wasn't working properly. Why so emotional over a few eggs? It's kind of a long story.

When I was 12, my best friend lived next door. Her grandparents used to own the land that the whole neighborhood was on and had sold off most of the land, except for their 2 acre plot. Since their property was grandfathered in, their property was zoned for agriculture while everyone else was residential. They had cows and chickens. This was back in 2002 when backyard farms and homesteading wasn't a big thing. The housing market bubble wouldn't pop for another 6 years. She had chickens and I spent my time in the summer helping her with her farm chores. I fell in love with the little feathered dinosaurs and had wanted chickens ever since.

I still have an entry in my journal from that time detailing how bad I wanted them. There was this magazine my mother got, I no longer remember whether it was Home and Garden or something else, that mention having a small flock of backyard hens in the city. I read it over and over again. Sadly, it wouldn't be allowed in the city until after I got married and moved out of my mom's house. After that, my spouse and I rented apartments. We never had a place with a lawn where I could get chickens.

In May of 2024, I was medically retired from the army. Nasty bout of Long Covid that gave me asthma, chronic migraines, and fatigue. I was granted 90% disability, kicked out of our on post housing, and told, "Good luck!" Knowing that I was unable to work and that I was being discharged, I had been looking for places in my home state of Idaho. Despite being a mostly rural wilderness place, the housing market over there was as bad as Colorado Springs where I was stationed. I decided to look for properties near my mother, who had moved to Alabama two years prior when they realized that they could buy a house down here outright with the equity they had due to the sellers market in Idaho. I found a two acre place that was so inexpensive that I could easily pay the mortgage and most of our bills with just my disability. And it had a chicken coop! After 22 years, my dream was starting to come true.

I purchased 12 day-old chicks from Tractor Supply. 4 Buff Orpington, 4 Rhode Island Red, and 4 Easter Eggers (americauna mixes). They were all labeled as pullets, but I hoped that I would get at least one cockerel because I wanted to be able to breed for meat birds as well as egg production. My wish came true, and one of my Orpingtons was a cockerel. He has been the best roo and I adore him. I added 20 more chicks in July. They all made it to adolescence and went into the coop that we had cleaned, repainted, and covered in hardware cloth to protect from predators. Got a little henhouse for them to lay and roost in if they didn't want to sleep on the perches outside. About half like the house and half prefer outside. I've lost one to an eagle attack (I stopped free ranging after that), one was trampled to death when my neighbors dog was harassing my birds, one perished of hypothermia (for some reason she decided to sleep on the cold ground instead of roosting), one was bullied so bad i had to mercy cull him, and one died of a heart attack while I was treating her for an obstruction in her crop. I still have 25 hens and one roo (not including the last bantam I saved from bullying and hypothermia. She's now a house chicken). It's been rough losing them. The one trampled because of the dog had been my favorite, a sweet bantam roo. I still have his crow and picture set as my alarm so he still wakes me up every morning. He, I buried. The rest were in bad enough shape that they were no use processing for food and I committed their bodies to our woods where they could go back to the earth. I've checked the places I left them and each one is missing. Carried off by some animal who needed the sustenance.

While this was going on, I continued to struggle with my health and migraines. I kept getting weaker, they became easier to trigger, found some relief from medication changes and treatments but nothing has really helped. I now needed my spouse's help to muck the henhouse and carry the feed bags. I discovered that I could not longer drive without triggering a migraine. My mental health, which was already bad in the army to the point that part of my compensation is due to anxiety and depression, has gotten even worse. I became more desperate for relief and suicidal. I felt that my service was meaningless and my existence is meaningless because I could hardly do any housekeeping anymore. Anything that required physical exertion or intense focus would trigger an attack. I couldn't go outside without a sun hat and sunglasses due to my photophobia. I get seasonal affected depression so avoiding the sun makes me more depressed but going out into the sun triggered attacks. My mental health suffered even more. My spouse has to work to pay for food and other necessities. They are not around much. My children are young and have mental challenges like I do. All of us have ADHD as well as other neurological issues. Me and my eldest son are both autistic and have sensory sensitivity. They are unable to help much and have no concept of an inside voice and loud noises are also a trigger. My house is noisy and messy. I unfortunately couldn't maintain it and I haven't figured out a way to reliably get the kids to clean up after themselves. My spouse helps when they can, but they have to do so much for me that I don't want to put too much more on their plate. Their mental health isn't much better than mine. Winter has been hard. I had been doing a lot of care for my flock with nothing in return besides muddy feet prints on my clothes from when my chickens would jump on me when they thought I wasn't bringing them their food quickly enough. I love when they do this if it's not muddy. I loathe when it is muddy. I had bought them so late in the year that by the time they became of laying age there wasn't enough sunlight during the day for them to lay eggs and all our attempts to use solar lighting to artificially spur them to lay didn't work. I had been giving every spoon I had to my chickens and kids, which amounted to making sure that everyone got food and water, and that was the extent of my ability. I spent a good portion of my days in bed with the curtains drawn, sleep mask firmly on my face, and earplugs in to try and provide some relief from my migraine symptoms. And even on days I didn't get a migraine, the fatigue was so bad I was only slightly more productive than when I had one. I think if my loved ones knew how often I wanted to die and how thoroughly I had considered methodology of how to best accomplish it, they would be severely concerned for me. My spouse and my veteran aunt, who was also medically retired due to migraines from long covid, are the only ones that know the severity of my condition. I don't like to burden or worry people. Because I'm not constantly depressed, I'm at heart an optimist who tries to find the silver lining in things. Being autistic, I'm also very pragmatic and carefully weigh the pros and cons of most decisions I make. These traits are pretty much the only things that have kept me on this side of the dirt. In my heart of hearts, I believe that things will get better and I hate pain and being uncomfortable so much that I've yet to figure out a way to end myself that wouldn't be severely unpleasant. So, I keep going and take one day at a time.

When you more or less dissociate through every day, the days pass slowly but the weeks and months fly by. Before I knew it, it was February. It started getting warmer here, to the point my daffodils are blooming. That has cheered me up. I love daffodils. They're my favorite flower. I've always wanted daffodils but this was the first place that I had owned. I was too poorly to plant them in fall, so I was pleasantly surprised. The previous owners must've done it. I had run out of my preventative meds for my migraines earlier this week and the VA is taking forever to refill them and ship them to me. I had gotten a migraine from getting the kids to school and feeding the chickens the previous day without my meds and had asked my spouse to help out until my meds get here. Yesterday, they came in all excited and showed me a picture. There, in the two inch thick mud from the thunderstorm we had gotten the day before that, was a large, unbroken, dark brown egg. I immediately forgot my fatigue and caution and went into the coop to go retrieve our precious thousand dollar egg. Looking around in the henhouse, I discovered five more. One was even a pretty shade of green from one of the Easter Eggers. We were so overjoyed to be finally getting eggs after having these chickens for eight months and seeing the price of eggs and chicken increase from the avian flu epidemic. We decided to muck out their henhouse, which hadn't been done in a few months since it was too cold to use the hose. That day it was warm enough to use it. While cleaning, we found four more eggs for a total of ten! Every single one was covered in mud and chicken manure but beautifully colored and unbroken. We had to wash them, unfortunately removing the bloom and rendering it necessary to refrigerate them. I prefer to keep them on the counter, but they can only do that if the bloom is intact. We finished cleaning the coop and lined the laying boxes with fresh hay and added ceramic nest eggs to encourage them to lay there instead of on the floor.

This morning , we discovered that it worked when we found three more eggs, all in the nesting boxes right next to the fake eggs. I took six of the ones I had washed and carefully cracked each one individually into a bowl to inspect them to ensure that if one was bad, it wouldn't ruin the rest of the mix. All of them had thick shells that were hard to crack and had strong, marigold yolks with the telltale bullseye mark that indicated that they were all fertilized by our rooster. Good to see he's doing his job and we can soon incubate eggs for meat chickens. My spouse is a much better cook than I, and actually enjoys it. I asked them to make breakfast for us. Our favorite egg recipe is breakfast burritos. As I said before, the taste was heavenly. Better than the pale, odd store bought eggs and even better than my mother's eggs from her flock (I give my flock better feed. Sorry, mom).

While the quality was amazing, that's not what rendered me so emotional. This burrito was not only the culmination of a dream that I had for 23 years but it felt like proof that I wasn't useless. That my efforts still mattered. That I wasn't just wasting what remained of my life. That even though I was disabled and couldn't even do a load of dishes or laundry somedays, I could still provide good, nutritious, delicious, high-quality food for my family. That even if something bad were to happen, we would at least be able to survive on the fruits of my labor. My blood, sweat, tears, and love had gone into this endeavor and I was finally able to reap the reward. It made all the suffering worthwhile. It made holding out hope that things would get better worthwhile. It made me feel like I have some control over my life and I'm not helpless. That burrito felt like as much of an accomplishment as when I graduated basic training. Holding my eggs, I'm as proud as the day I finished the 10 mile ruck at the end of the Forge, stepped onto the parade grounds, and was given my soldier patch and allowed to wear my rank. It really is the rain that makes you appreciate the rainbows even more. And victory has never tasted so sweet.

The most popular browsers in different countries in 2012 and 2022.

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Nope! When Chrome first came to popularity, people switched over to it cause it was “faster” (turns out, it just eats through your device’s CPU) but since then Firefox has upped its game in a major way. Chrome just doesn’t measure up anymore. Plus, nowadays Chrome is just a data harvester designed to show hyper targeted ads - so even if Firefox ain’t for you, it’s still worth ditching Google for a different browser.

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Legit though I switched to Firefox and it’s so so so much better

i’m gonna keep reblogging this ad infinitum so yall might as well convert now

I converted my entire work office to Firefox.

when i finally bit the bullet it was super easy and took literally 2 minutes

Firefox is amazing! I've been using it for years because I know a lot of tech-savvy people who recommended it to me when I was a teenager. I go to the youtube site on Firefox with uBlock and not only do i not get ads, I can sleep the screen and the video will keep playing without having to shell out money to do either of those things. Firefox is literally better for everything but some government websites.

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Take it as a chance and use your voice.

This artist has a LOT of good small comics like this on Instagram, worth checking out if you have the app! Maybe drop Sina a tip if you enjoy the work :)

Not to derail the message, but that bun has a great commercial body. Good bun for showing and breeding. Can't tell without a proper side pose, but the top pose looks phenomenal.

If u want to write a story about a character that’s just you but hotter with a dark twisted backstory and magical powers and a pet falcon or something, I think u should just go ahead and do that. Who’s gonna stop you? The government?? Fuck the police.

What if someone barges in, points at said character and scream, “Mary Sue!”

Tell them to come back with a warrant

This post came across my dash again and now I am having an absolute blast with self insert hotter me that gets the girls and guys everywhere.

This is the Way

need a permission slip? have a permission slip

Dante did a self insert catholic fanfiction and it was labeled as a classic. Not only should you write that Mary Sue, but maybe one day English classes will be analyzing it because it's now required reading.

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