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Charlie had two other boyfriends when I was her boyfriend. One was her "friend" Sean, and the other was her "ex" Charles. She went back to Charles when he came into some dinero.

Sean rebounded into three women. He claimed "poly", and that went about as well as you figure. Charlie ditched Charles when he almost got her arrested when he was pulled over with five pounds of weed in his truck, which was how he got his money.

Gotta be careful out there, folks.

: I remember when I used to go out on getting-to-know-you dates years ago. That kind of thing happened, though not only at a movie. It was strange, at least until I'd it explained to me by a few women I knew. They laughed about it some and also copped/cringed some. "Schrodinger's Insecurity" is what Charlie called it. (Charlie's my ex from 2016. The next meme down is relevant to her.)

It's why I finally got out of the minefield.

: ...cancer treatments and assured him I didn't want him to be in pain or to die horribly or whatever. I don't hate him either. He's just someone I used to know and hadn't heard from in 20+ years. He's had to live with his behavior and deeds in his life, and so I have I, both in re: his in re: me and in re:me with my own.

Them's, as they say, the breaks.

: ...hate them because they're always looking for stuff I can't give them. How do you give anyone a pass for what they already did, especially if it was a gift that kept on giving? That's not up to me.

Since I was a kid, my life's pretty much been working actively to not put myself into positions where I have to be sorry to others for things I did, and big on that list is "Don't do things you wouldn't want done to yourself." It's pretty easy, for me anyway.

I wished Mike well with his...

: Wife took off years ago. His kid lives in AUS for work. Mike's 84 and has the Big C, and the prog is Bad. He's doing that "making earthly peace in preparation for his Eternal Reward". I told him I couldn't give him a write-off there, because it's not my department. Because I don't believe in that business at all. Life is not a test for eternity. It's Life, and there are no do-overs, write-offs, or grading on a curve. He's scared, and that's on him, alas.

I hate those conversations, and I...

: ...apart in time. I tell them I hope they stopped doing that shit not long after we parted company, and when they ask, I tell them there's nothing they can do, nothing at all, that the time for any kind of remediation or anything is long, long past. Do I hate them? No. Hate over common behavior in others is a waste of energy and also self-immolating. I just make do, and may the Schwartz be with them.

Yeah, I got one recently, from Mike W.. Hadn't heard from him since the late '90s. Poor guy.

: I don't tell them to fuck themselves, of course. I just tell them I'm glad they realized they were awful back in the day but that all that stuff of their and of others, especially those they recruited, stacked up and took a life of its own that didn't require their energy or attention anymore. I tell them truthfully that I knew something was up, sometimes even that I knew they did *something* but didn't know what, simply by deduction over time, because I'm not stupid and because lies fall...

: ...and/or my mentor/colleague, they kept me close while screwing me over and rubbing it in. They also collaborated with others and even recruited. (Bizarre, but it happens.) Then life took us all in different directions, and they "grew up" and/or "got perspective" as they say, and they're sorry for what they did. (Most did it to other people, too, of course, but usually only one at a time.) That's fine, but...

...fuck them.

Some have apologized while circling the drain, and still, fuck them.

: It's always weird but no longer disconcerting when someone from my distant past, frequently a teacher or a peer/colleague, contacts me and apologizes for shit they did but that I didn't know about. It's near-invariably that they sabotaged my reputation locally because, as they wind up telling me, they found me threatening (somehow) to their standing and/or I didn't conform the their expectations or the local unspoken rules -- and that was so casual about it. So even if they were my friend...

@Alfred: Can you use a provided photo of me to generate a stylized photo of me?

: And on that note, folks.

Good night.

Stay hydrated.

Watching No Scape (1994). I wish there was a body count on the corner of the screen to keep track of it

youtu.be/uAuAlxsnPJg

: I imagine this is the music that plays as @th3j35t3r drives through the mall that is online social media. I also totally figure he's being tailed by everyone, including the fucking Nazi Party.

youtu.be/8aZSP8c05zM

: "It's called a flag, T. Some folks like to use it to show how patriotic and shit they are, but most motherfuckers don't even know how to fold it right or how to properly handle and show it respect, and it's because they're assholes tryna short-circuit reasoned discussion and common sense and just cut to the emotional shit to manipulate the credulous."

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