


The question is mine or yours?
The High Corvid of Progressivity
Chance favors the prepared mind.
~ Louis Pasteur





Harris doing her best Neville Chamberlin impression…
But I agree. Impeachment won’t work, and it simply isn’t a solution in a corrupt regime. It’s just theater designed to distract you from rioting.
The only solution to a fully corrupted government is revolution.


Company that built the torment nexus declares that the nexus may torment. Stock prices rose on the news.


Wait until you see the new pilot for the Judge Gowran show…



Clearly no one here is familiar with the last phase of Klingon mating rituals, in which you saddle your dominated mate and ride them into battle as a final declaration of your vows. After the battle is won and the vows consummated, one of the pair heads back into battle, while the other lovingly cares for the saddle as a symbol of their eternal blood bond.
Clearly Picard is caring for Worf’s saddle, but who’s the mystery warrior in Pike’s life?




I think this gal has a better chance at making it to Mars than Liz…



This isn’t a tease so much as a thinly veiled threat.
Or the latest Fox sitcom pilot. I can’t tell anymore.


Culture = your Cult
The decentralized design of the Fediverse intentionally allows differing cultures to interact, while preventing any single one from dominating the means of communication. The attempt to define cultural rules is a fools errand without centralized control.
The Fediverse has no centralized control, and thus will never be subject to a single set of cultural rules - nor should it be.


People have been prophesying the end of the world for about as long as we have written records.
Yet the world never ends. It changes.
Often suddenly, violently, and without warning - but it does not end.
What we are experiencing is the beginnings of a violent change, one in which most of our familiar world can be ripped away from us at any time.
But it is not an end. It’s evolutionary pressure. And if you look at speed of human ingenuity and advancement within the course of just a century, we’re on course to keep up and survive this change.
Not all of us, of course, but as a species, absolutely - although we’ll likely look very different as a species once the change we’re going through is complete.
Now I’m not talking out my ass here. I’m an early climate refugee - wildfire took my family home five years ago, and I’ve seen the forests I’ve walked through as a child burnt to ash. The entire neighborhood was erased.
It’s now regrowing. Not the same, but the lilies my mother planted still bloom in the empty lot where the house used to be. There are young oaks sprouting that are now 7’ tall, and along with the lilies, my mother’s rosebush survived. People have started to rebuild, and in another 5 years the neighborhood and surrounding forest will be thriving again.
I don’t believe in endings anymore. I believe in change. And this gives me hope for the future because I know that no matter how bad things get, they will eventually change for the better.
Of course, this also means that no matter how good things get, they’ll eventually change for the worse - so you may as well savor and appreciate the good things in your life while they’re here.
Or as the Buddhists like to say:
“This too shall pass”
Or as I like to sing: