Mother Bear

I hope I don’t have to explain to anyone how ethically bankrupt it is to want Russia to overrun Ukraine and commit genocide on the Ukrainian people just because this outcome marginally harms the US. This is fiendish and morally repellent. If the Ian Welsh types really believe this, they truly should go sign up to fight for the Motherland.

People like Ian Welsh (and Ian Welsh in specific) are just the worst. They’d be lined up to volunteer others for the death camps. Just abhorrent humans. I can’t believe I was fooled by that clown for so long. No more, at least.

Ports

What’s the jankiest hack you’ve had to pull to save the day?

I don’t recall all the details any longer partially because what I did was fantastically difficult and it occurred more than a decade ago, but on a stack of Cisco switches in a remote data center, I had to figure out which port did a certain very specific thing with very little information on it. And I had to figure this out by process of elimination of all the other ports on the switch as this port was not connected correctly. All of that so that a “smart hands” person could move a cable around for us so that the phone system for a high-volume call center would work. I also had to configure the port and routing correctly with no ability to test it in advance.

The data center was in New Jersey. I was in Florida. If this had failed, the entire phone system for a call center would’ve been down and I would’ve been on the next flight to NJ.

My colleagues as I was doing this told me it was impossible and would never work. But when the “smart hands” data center person put the cables where I told him, the phone system worked perfectly and all was fixed.

Was treated like some dark wizard for the next year after I did that.

Syd

The war for Sydney Sweeney’s breasts.

This is a good essay. I’m not going to quote the entire passage, but it is correct in that what appeals to many about Sydney is that she seems like a normal girl from 30 years ago, before Fat Acceptance and before every woman looked like a perfect airbrushed AI-optimized robot (which is hugely unappealing to many).

The mall was full of girls like Sydney in 1994. Now they all weigh 400 pounds and insist that they are healthy while wheezing like a broken bellows if they have to walk more than 50 feet.

Our culture is busted.

MeTomb

No matter what you’ve read, the #MeToo movement failed and in its failure ended up harming both women and men as a result of its colossal implosion. When it became all about women getting revenge for petty grievances and for not being the mostest specialest in some guy’s eyes — well, it was totally done at that point.

Unsurprisingly, as #MeToo became this ill-formed cudgel to wield against men who had disappointed women in the dating market, and as yet another tool to beat down undesirable men, this caused an understandable political backlash in any men paying attention. Men’s and women’s politics diverged. Men were (in my view, correctly) resentful that not only were they automatically viewed as oppressors and seen as responsible for all women’s problems, but they were also said to be irredeemable by nature of their genitalia alone. Possessed of original sin and with no valid path, many men chose to reject all of feminism. As I noted in the first paragraph, this was a net loss for women.

There is no better way to poison a group against you than to insist they are innately terrible but should still cater to your every whim in the workplace, in romance, and in the family environment. It used to be, men were the greater hypocrites societally speaking. Now thanks to the abomination that modern feminism has become that role is very much occupied by women.

#MeToo could’ve done something good and useful. Instead, it ended up sowing hatred, mistrust and misunderstanding. We really were doing this shit a whole lot better during the 90s.

Net

Sometimes I am mystified and flabbergasted by the things junior members of my team think and do. I’m not sure I was ever that green. Playing with compies from the time I was four means I probably was not. At least not working in the corporate world.

Shallow Pool

Why don’t women understand that all the crappy things that fat women experience, fat men experience them too.

In my experience, women are just as shallow as men if not more so — but they just hide it better as they are socially trained to do so. Women treat me a hundred times better now that I am super fit and that my face changed shape a lot. It’s a night and day difference. It has made me a bit bitter, to be honest. Getting hotter has made me have more sympathy for incels, not less. Strange, that.

But Moral

Grandma fell for a love scam and is about to sell off everything she owns. Please help.

Sometimes, I wish my morals were a bit more degenerate as I think I’d be really good at scamming the hell out of lonely old people. I could totally rock that. I’d have them believing all sorts of insanity and sending me everything they’d ever earned while I sipped Mai Tais on the beach in Montenegro.

But alas, I just cannot bring myself to do that. Drat, these damn ethics and morals. They really hold one back.

Direct BS

Why do some people always get lost? Research suggests that experience may matter more than innate ability when it comes to a sense of direction.

Ah, bullshit. Another scientist lie. I have terrible sense of direction and have more experience than most. On the other hand, my partner has great sense of direction and she’s been to maybe 1/20 the places I have been.

I suspect this directional ability is mostly (80%+) innate (though practice can improve it) and is another area that scientists are compelled to lie about because “anyone can do anything” is the dominant paradigm now. I’m so bad with directions (especially in cities), that I used get lost sometimes driving home from work in Charlotte, NC — a place where I’d lived for nearly 10 years.

Pigeons and Holes

Some people get visibly annoyed when they find out I’m an IT guy while being super-fit and muscular. It’s like I don’t fit in their stereotype bucket anymore, I think? That I’m not some slovenly, slobbery, unkempt heffalump as I am “supposed” to be.

People rely on pigeonholing and stereotyping more than anyone wants to really admit.