I don’t know anymore. Honestly, I don’t think I want to know at this point. I think ignorance is probably the path forward. I can remain ignorant of things that don’t involve me, that’s fine. I don’t need people in my life who don’t want to be in my life. There’s no point in pretending to give a damn, so I don’t pretend, and I guess everyone else can just stop pretending as soon as they’re ready to put down the facade of superiority.

I will never give you money for Youtube Premium. The reason is simple: Giving you money only prevents me from seeing ads, it doesn’t prevent you from selling my data. I shouldn’t have to pay you to not sell my data. Since I can’t pay you to not sell my data and I can’t do anything except protect myself with ad blockers, that’s exactly what I’m going to do. If you make it impossible to watch videos with an ad blocker, I’m just going to switch to a different service; exactly like everyone else will. So, fuck you Google and Youtube; I will never give you money for an “ad free” experience.

Yeah, I don’t really have a rhyme or reason for the titles of these things. Haven’t in a minute, really. Nor have I posted anything technical in nature in quite a long time, which is honestly most disagreeable. I do have a song stuck in my head right now, but I don’t know how much you’re supposed to really care about that. One of these days I’m going to do a goddamn technical writeup. No, I mean it! Really! Really? Man, I dunno. We’ll fuckin see, I guess.

Finally have a remote deployment server set up that’s neutral, ie. not located under a roof I pay for. It’s also doing a lot of other stuff, but whatever. It’s not like any of the services I run are particularly iron-heavy. They’re all pretty light, and I have big iron backing me up via content delivery. Either way, it’s a cool addition to the infrastructure.

I was totally going to write something not retarded and just missed the mark. Whatever. I’ll try again later, I guess, lol.

I’ve written so much over such a long time and I have no more answers now than I began with. It’s always been a coping strategy more than anything else. Like any skill a person can develop, the more you use that ability the more you sharpen it. I don’t feel as though I’ve sharpened my communication skills much over time. It isn’t that I’m particularly bothered by it, but it signals to me that perhaps it’s always been more therapeutic than anything else. I can unload whatever baggage I’ve been shouldering for however long and finally have a break from being encumbered.

It’s wild to me how people can support Donald Trump in any way. I’ve witnessed firsthand the “Rock Star Effect” where people are just overcome by meeting famous or popular individuals. I suspect that’s largely what we’re looking at with these MAGA loons. They’re absolutely beside themselves that a billionaire would reach down from on high to glorify their values and their traditions amidst an economy that is suddenly disproportionately favoring “dual-income, no kids” households.