bonifartius 𒂼𒄄 @bonifartius@social.cleverlibre.org

"we should be deeply troubled by the way #AI is being leveraged to further concentrate power in a handful of companies"

https://www.theguardian.com/commentisfree/2023/may/31/yes-you-should-be-worried-about-ai-but-matrix-analogies-hide-a-more-insidious-threat

@noyoushutthefuckupdad @SuperSnekFriend @hakui

<3 this GIF

@graf For real tho, there are only a few major national parks I would go to, and Banff is one

Remember when computers used to get *cheaper* as well as better? Good times.

@caekislove @crunklord420 @lain @graf @mint @Moon The reason the compiler is such dogshit is that they are secretly mining XMR to send you a fursuit.

Baby sleeping

>there goes three days of compiling!

Dude even on hardware from 2006 it doesn't take days to compile Gentoo for server usage, it takes at best a day to compile with a minimal window manager like evilwm.

@lain

SWEET! My license to conceal carry a firearm has just been approved!!!!

#gun #guns #2A

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Chapter 1:

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My loyal companion, a man by the name of Hunter S. Thompson, sat beside me, his eyes wild with anticipation. He was a writer, a so-called journalist, but I saw something more in him. He had an insatiable hunger for the truth, a thirst for adventure that matched my own. Together, we were about to unleash chaos upon the unsuspecting citizens of Las Vegas.

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And so, the adventure began. I delved into the underbelly of this city, a place where dreams were shattered and fortunes were won and lost with a roll of the dice. I danced with the devil himself, reveling in the excess, the decadence, and the unbridled freedom that only Las Vegas could offer.

In the coming days and nights, I would come face-to-face with the darkest corners of my own soul. I would confront my deepest fears and wrestle with the demons that lurked within me. But through it all, I would emerge victorious, a symbol of American greatness and resilience.

This, my friends, was the tale of my grand expedition—a journey that would forever be etched in the annals of history. It was a testament to the power of the American Dream, the audacity to dream big league.