What’s that sinking feeling you get when you’re at a convention, 1000km from home, and you’re stuck on a waitlist for an event you have to spend money at? What exactly are the countercultural and organic traits of a convention that is essentially a vendor hall cloaked in parties & circuses? The power of the microphone & camera has sufficiently packaged a previously niche hobby into something…
I knew immediately once I saw the video where it was. In fact, it was immediately obvious to tell what happened in both circumstances. The regime in Washington is raping the minds of the world and Minneapolis in a new form of "info-fascism". Not only do the videos of the executions/murders serve as a message, but they also serve as radicalization events. Apparently I even touched on the existence…
It hit me when I saw someone on Bluesky advertising their shirts that opposed the Venezuelan war. I don't remember the exact phrase, but it was something like 'I Didn't Ask For This' with an eagle on it. Take your glasses off, and it's just a red shirt with an eagle on it. Not too much different from the slop that emerges from the right! I would never have heard about this shirt if I never turned…