Cyrus Draegur

… Is it a me-problem that I don’t feel as though superman’s design is that terribly sexualized or objectified at all in the first place???

Maybe it could be because I’m asexual, but, the thing about that is: I’ve never had trouble telling when something was manufactured for titillation in the past. Because, I have found, it always seems as though titillation is not so much about what it includes, but about what it lacks.

Y’know how pornography has either no story, or its story is of a most rudimentarily threadbare quality?

How the props are cheap if there are any aside from sex toys…

Usually it’s because of the presumption that nobody’s going to be paying attention to all the other background stuff, they’re here to ogle the sex.

…which is to say, again, Defined By What It Lacks: Distraction From The Sex.

Wow it’s almost as though somebody in there reads xkcd and knows about correct horse battery staple!

“I’ll just gaslight them into thinking they couldn’t remember it”

Fucking assholes.

I miss that you used to truly own them. They really were entirely yours.

Including as close as you can get to TRUE OWNERSHIP.

Once it’s in your hard drive, and you’ve backed it up, it will NEVER brick itself on purpose. It never phones home. It never revokes your “license”. You can install it on any computer at anytime anywhere, even MULTIPLE computers, and it doesn’t ask you shit.

… At this point i almost wonder if Mexican federal leadership would give our states a better shot at self determination.

A neutron device will suffice.

Nice and sterilized of all the virulent filth infesting it now

Do you promise, Canada? Really promise? If you do… You can stay. You don’t have to go. Let all of our regions be vassals until each respective one individually proves itself worthy of becoming a province. The province of New England would welcome you as liberators and celebrate your arrival as the new independence day…

At this point i no longer care if they lower the price until they’re free. They will have to sell them as scrap at a loss. I will never, ever, ever buy a Tesla.

Yeah, OP, Baggie has a point. Coming to the United States now, especially now of all times, is similar to buying tickets to board a sinking ship. It’s not just a waste of your resources that isn’t worth it; this shithole country might get you killed and even European folks who natively speak languages other than Spanish are in danger here and getting detained just for being here. People are dying in ICE custody, being raped by border patrol “agents”. If you have the means, please consider escaping with your life WHILE YOU STILL CAN.

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This future fucking sucks

I’m sorry, It turns out I’m not a man u.u

But that does explain why I was so turned off at the prospect of getting sucked (yuck) Because this junk on me is the wrong parts!

The most fun relationships I’ve had, my own body was hardly even acknowledged and I made it all about what I can do for my partner ^^

Besides, receiving sexual gratification of any kind is aggressively mid to me anyway, because I’m pretty sure I’m on the asexual spectrum.

I want to please my partners solely because I’m panromantic and when anyone i love has a good time i get the warm fuzzy giddy mushy sappy tingles~ :3

“did you say you needed a piece of scrap wood about this wide and about that long and about yea thick?!”

Happiest day of my “uncle’s” (actually Dad’s cousin in law) life.

Real Life.

Good grief what a stupid future we live in.

And “sad bits” makes perfect sense.

I’m glad i switched to mint on my laptop, I hope it only continues to improve. If only we could self-manufacture the hardware, too…

At this point I’m so fucking fed up with the industry gatekeeping users, colluding against us, outright ABANDONING us because the fucking AI firms “bought all of our manufacturing output”, I don’t think I would even mind that much if I have to sacrifice a closet, or a whole room of my house, to contain the much bulkier homebrewed DIY electronics.

If 64 gigs of RAM a couple friends manufactured in their garage had to take up the space of a refrigerator – not a mini-fridge, i mean a whole fucking full scale kitchen appliance, I WOULD RATHER MAKE ROOM THAN PAY THOSE FUCKING CORPO PARASITES EVER AGAIN.

Oh I’m not a girl either.

I’m an it: a THING. :3

The big revelation i had in recent years is that although i may not know what i am, i know what I’m not.

I wasted decades living like a fish who was tricked into thinking its life’s purpose was to climb trees.

I could have spared myself a great deal of inconvenience and confusion if i had realized sooner that I’m asexual and genderless because divesting of those labels has drastically reduced the discomfort of my existence in that i no longer feel bizarre self-inflicted pressure to fulfill archetypical roles toward which i never related and which I never understood in the first place.

A lot of social issues i had came from externalization of internal dysphoria. The deep, overwhelming disgust and discomfort I felt when merely even conceptualizing masculinity that purports to be ‘mine’, let alone any actual participation in such an identity. Being in “boy” spaces, being present for “boy” events, every stereotype and statistically emergent pattern associated with maleness, all of it–ALL OF IT–made my skin crawl.

The utter revulsion that overwhelmed me regarding masculinity spilled over into how I treated others, and that absolutely sucked. It’s not their fault they had an intrinsic understanding of themselves that felt intuitive and made sense to them…

…

And also even though I don’t particularly feel interested in pretending to be a girl either i know i definitely would be more comfortable in a more androgynous body. I even want bottom surgery, not for anyone else’s sake but because it feels less wrong conceptually.

(Not holding my breath though)

I just sometimes think back to the 90s and wonder if i could’ve had more room in my head for more useful considerations if I hadn’t been preoccupied with an intrinsic inability to embody societal expectations and roles that, it turns out, had nothing to do with me. If i didn’t waste so much effort trying to care about something that i hated and turned out to not matter at all, goodness, i could’ve known myself so much better, been at least somewhat more comfortable in my own head if not in my own skin.

If future me had conveyed the message convincingly in just those three words that no good would come from struggling to participate with that miserable dead-end charade… maybe i could have better focused on things that did matter.

first choice:
PURSUE NUCLEAR ENGINEERING

runner up:
YOU AIN’T MALE

third place:
ATTENTION DEFICIT: REAL

It’s neat here.

I’m actually here more often than on Reddit now.

Oh, what’s that?

Palantir doesn’t like it when people know about THEIR dirty laundry?

Wow. Golly. Gee whiz. Color me shocked with a marker that is bone fucking dry.

Maybe they should’ve thought about that before trying to fuck with OUR private business.

Palantir has violated social contract and no longer deserves privacy.