Just democratically shat on some pretty despicable government overreach where I live. Regardless of your opinion on democracy, feels good to know that the people here are on the same page.
You heard the man, pay up.
Hate to see it, but definitely need to spread the word.
A practical explanation of how weak entropy can ruin your day - and your savings.
Could an omniscient being verify its own omniscience? How could it know that there are no glitches or gaps in its own knowledge without the presence of a more omniscient being?
Sisyphean tasks with the bois is just so much better than decaying alone.
Willy Wonka has problematic oomplications
Each one teach one
Can't talk about it on reddit now either I guess.
Glad to see things going well for El Salvador.
Positive carbon footprint achieved
Just stumbled across this interesting saga of a gambling site, which seemed a lot like freebitco.in getting hacked in 2012. This hack still appears pretty sophisticated to me today, and it's a pretty interesting read.
https://bitcointalk.org/index.php?topic=68066.msg848855#msg848855
You guys think Jason is psyopping us again? Or do you think he actually got ordered to cease publication?
If there is a script that automatically pronounces a person dead in a government system if they are above a certain age and a death certificate has never been reported. Does that program legally kill people?
This ufo shit is wild. I saw this 4chan whistle-blower which may still just be a LARP a few months before Grusch came forward, and its kinda wierd how consistent this claim is
A normie with a great moral compass found a set of keys with a mining pool login from 2018 in the back of a used book they bought, and came to reddit asking for help to return them to their owner.
This is fun to watch develop
“This poem captures the ability to see through cracks of the city in which you live, for better and worse – for all of its criminality and corruption, but also for the strength of the people within it. The main theme that carries within is that to claim that "The writing is on the wall” is to fool yourself into thinking that everyone shares your point of view, and that the momentum of a movement is there without you actually taking action yourself.
So go spit in the cannon’s mouth and get shit done"
"But the writing is on the wall"
Cried the fresh cut to the old wound still bleeding
As if he didn't know
As if he hadn't done his fair share of reading
Like he'd never felt the flames of revolution
The young man's simple solution
Peter out time and time again
Like he'd never spotted revolution's hole before the end
And the writing on the wall
That impotent echo of inertia unmasked
The writing on the wall that really matters
Is in the Jewish quarter under bulletproof glass
It holds a lost family's past the top
Will fight to be forgotten
This whole fucking city's rotten to the core, but
It's you, and it's me
It's the woman heavy with child
Screaming "Please!" from the doorway
She clutches her belly as triage sets in
When the night street sweeper lets her choose which one of her children
It's the jacked up jackboot with his foot on the neck of the pale girl
The frail girl dimming the light in the only eyes
Bright enough to see a pattern through the cracks
This lonely boy chewed up and swallowed by streets, spit, famine, and rats
It's the words of the last librarian
The only man among us with enough courage and true grit
To save our knowledge from the fires we lit
When he burst, arms full, from the blaze
One proud voice in the panic, he called out
"Son, if you're going to cry then cry havoc"
It's the neighbourhood pill pusher, a family man
It's our weakness, it's our strength
We are the very fingertips of life's outstretched hand
But you'll find no spark in the sandstone dark
'Cause what the holy men won't preach
Is that the one thing that unites us is reach
We reach forward
And there aren't enough songs in the world
Not enough words in my tongue
Nor enough breath in my lungs
There is no echo that has lasted so long
No shadow that has stretched so far
As we, we reach forward
And its safe hands back down the line in the endless chain
Not lost, never lost
When the strength we gained from their giving remains
We reach for the echo, we reach forward
For the moment between waking and sleep
For the sum, not some of us, together we leap
And yet we eat enough stone
So hard hearts hide a home
Under promise, understanding
Under children's skin and bone
And the writing on the wall you love
Was hand-penned by the censor
So spit in the cannon's mouth
And tell 'em Ink sent ya"
You have the choice, the Saint or the beast
Prove you can be force fed war and spit peace.