Chapotraphouse

Remember, when it comes to guerrilla urban warfare: pop one and run.

Boo position I wanted rejected me, like bro don't give me "it's not you it's me" email. Dumbass company using ai to write their damn rejection letters not worth my time.

The rain is coming down in buckets. It was so noisy at first I was certain it was hail. My landlady still hasn't fixed the rain leak. And it's been so long. I lost track. It's been about a month? I guess I'm lucky in that it only leaked once and it was not so much. Two buckets filled up about a centimeter*. And it hasn't leaked again. At first I was shocked that it's not leaking now. How can that be?

I looked outside again and I noticed there must be no wind because the rain is coming straight down. The leak is coming though the outside wall and I have to assume wind is directly involved. The day of the leak - it was insanely windy.

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* I'm American but - man - the US system of weights and measures is total nonsense. And one day Trump could put out an executive order saying he declares "NEVER METRIC" is a Constitutional Amendment. And GOP SCOTUS soon says... You know what? He's right. We realized that a Republican president has the power to change the Constitution by executive fiat. It is so ordered. That you for your attention to this matter!

New Anime & Manga discussion thread nerds https://hexbear.net/post/6011723

Fuck, I have way too many ideas to fit into a 1200 word paper, I researched and wrote a post on a similar topic (contemporary perspectives on the first world war) in a couple of hours! It barely scratched the surface of the point I was making and it was over 1000 words, how am I supposed to fit a comparison of the infantryman's perspective to those "on the home front" into 1200?

On a related note, everyone interested in WW1 should read Poilu by Louis Barthas. He was a french socialist who was called up as part of the reserves in the beginning of the war and he lived though the entirety of trench warfare on the western front. He constantly writes of how all the higher officers are murderous brutes who order suicidal attacks without regard for the lives of their men and how the average soldier of both sides would be happy to call each other friend if only they weren't forced to murder each other.

I found one particularly powerful passage that really makes me think ww1 was the closest opportunity for socialist revolution in europe

From Poilu, pages 143 to 144

But one night, when the rain came down in torrents, the tide invaded our dugout and cascaded down both sets of steps. At the height of the storm, some of the men had to devote all their efforts to building a dam, which the water then broke through at three or four places. We spent the rest of the night bat- tling the floodwaters.

The next day, December 10, at many places along the front line, the soldiers had to come out of their trenches so as not to drown. The Germans had to do the same. We therefore had the singular spectacle of two enemy armies facing each other without firing a shot.

Our common sufferings brought our hearts together, melted the hatreds, nurtured sympathy between strangers and adversaries. Those who deny it are ignoring human psychology.

Frenchmen and Germans looked at each other, and saw that they were all men, no different from one another. They smiled, exchanged comments; hands reached out and grasped; we shared tobacco, a canteen of jus [coffee] or pinard.

If only we spoke the same language!

One day, a huge devil of a German stood up on a mound and gave a speech, which only the Germans could understand word for word, but everyone knew what it meant, because he smashed his rifle on a tree stump, breaking it into two in a gesture of anger.

Applause broke out on both sides, and the “Internationale” was sung.

Well, if only you had been there, mad kings, bloody generals, fanatical ministers, jingoistic journalists, rear-echelon patriots, to contemplate this sublime spectacle!

But it wasn’t enough that the soldiers refuse to fight one another. What was needed was for them to turn back on the monsters who were pushing them, one against the other, and to cut them down like wild beasts. For not having done so, how much longer would the killing go on?

This was December 10, 1915. He goes on to write that the officer's reaction to this was ordering artillery to fire on any gathering on men in the open, german and frenchmen alike. Even leaving the trench for any reason was to be punishable by death.

Bike rode great with the re-built free wheel. Set a (admittedly modest) distance record of 12 miles today. Haven't done that since I was a skinny energetic teenager with no drivers license.

Wait the speaker of the house actually tried the trump is a white hat pedophile line?

it is september 6 and stalin saved the world from fascism

Conductor on the commuter rail today has a sweet old timey conductor hat

Long live the Cork Soviets!

Just remembered a bit from way back playing through the mgs games with a roommate where Solid, Liquid, Raiden, Solidus and Big Boss thought that snakes were turtles. Also Ocelot has never had anything going resembling a plan and just allies with anyone who wants to and double crosses them whenever it's funniest.

What if a guy digging from China reaches America, but no one notices because they're distracted by the balloons? what then?

:::spoiler had an hour long conversation with my ex over the phone. She spilled everything out to me, we touched on things from a long time ago, from a little bit later, etc. Her fears, as i figured, and so on. She is set. I need to change, which is understandable, but the timelines were hard to promise. She wants me to be someone she can still look up to. I want to be someone she still looks up to. I think I am, I just had a bad year. There's still so much love in her voice. I had my chance to be thankful for everything. I told her everything i missed about her. She was careful not to make me think there's a chance to get back together.

I told her the thought of her dating again hurt, she told me I shouldn't worry about it. There is literally no one around here, except people i dont really want to see. People came out to show support, but it wasn't very deep and meaningful, which turns out was the same for her.

I didn't tell her what i was doing with my day. I'm going to the Mamdani Town Hall today. I've already gotten the ball rolling with my change, and it'll start by being where people are.

Marvin Gaye's Wario equivalent, Warvin Straighte

I'm not saying oatmeal cures my depression but the days I skip it I feel like curling up and dying

I cooked my social media algorithms. I keep getting NATO leftists and liberals left-bashing and praising Gavin Newsom.

I should get "Big if true" print boxer shorts. It works either way.

how important is it to remove bullets from wounds really

finally watched zoolander and while some things aged bad it was still I got to watch it .My main problem is I have to stop myself from talking like him with how goddamn impressionable I am. I don't think it's a bad thing to be honest just means I gotta be chose-y with the energies I surround myself with.

Silksong is going to give me RSI oof ouch my wrist

Alien franchise is probablg responsible for a lot of misconceptions about how acid works

:::spoiler Women hold up half the sky but with men they hold 120% of the emotional weight

So before the Town Hall yesterday, my ex got her chance to clearly lay everything down. I was correct in my analysis, and also correct to think that already long standing concerns of mine were the problem. I am better motivated to face these, but we're talking stuff that pans out over timelines of months. She can make the choice to trust her intuition again, believe me either capable of changing or not, or see it. It left me really clear headed, and determined. I have things to change, but also a future I wanted to work towards.

But the best came after the rally. A friend of mine had come back for the weekend. I was supposed to be there to see them before just jumping onto the rally, but meeting out in a bar some miles away was fine. I had the chance to share what was happening, but I'm really appreciative to speak with some women about every thing. Both were wives, coincidentally, They were my friends, and they were wives? I dont know how to frame this correctly. But it felt like I had more to gleam for their perspective. Like a few others have said, I had the healthy view on what to do next. Endlessly appreciative to them for taking some time with me.

More importantly was the social aspect. I had no one to see or hang out with out here, not in the drop-in/drop-out nature that i was looking for. Small things that make me push myself to be more active, present, and involved with myself in my own life. It just sucks that we need people in our lives but life and the environment make that difficult. That sometimes paid spaces are all we have to come together in. The good news is i'm now working with a refreshed image of my social circle, some how maintained despite being negligent towards it. No one hates me or anything, sometimes we accept that life pulls us different directions and we wash ashore where we started.

It still hurts, but like a wound does when you acknowledge it and sit observing it, it's a spiritual or spectral kind of hurt, of knowing that this is pain, even if it doesnt actually hurt.

Mixed bean tacos, it has 3 beans in it

Lil bro def not escaping samsara

Private insurers get the wall.

I've started to release some covers to cope with the everything going on in my life, i'm currently working on the drum programming for my next one.

not expecting much, dont really believe there's much audience for my song choices, and i'm using my real name, so fuck it, time to expose myself to the horrors of the internet.

Fellas, is it okay to brush your teeth with just water?