Discordian Research Technology

It’s not what the title would suggest. It’s a video that emphasizes a simple point, and expresses a single sentiment: that of feeling like a big fat fuck. I used extra MDMA in the gelatin for this one.

Doesn’t that sound salacious? “Scalable Vector Graphics”. You all sexy Discordians, I just love you, and I want to be with you. There are obstacles to that at this time, however, so here’s something modestly useful. Delineate is a front end to potrace and autotrace, which can be used to convert bitmap images to vectors. Works on Macs, Windows and Linux. There’s also Potracegui, which does both autotrace and potrace, and is exclusive to Linux. I’ve used both of them, I like them and they’re free software under the Gnu Public License.

The Oregonian calls out those elitist academics once again! Some people think this editorial is a parody, but in this day and age parody is impossible.

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A man defending himself against squirrelist aggression was arrested for it, another squirrel savaged an innocent consumer and put the liability for the attack on a shopping mall, random squirrel attacks on infrastructure are causing blackouts, around the world, and people still treat this like a series of discrete incidents. You’re kidding yourselves, folks. They’re lowering the boom on us.

Often, when reading discussions about conventional politics I find that the words are written using a language in which fluency is the gradual death of thought. I have no objection to partisanship per se; a contested set of ideas can be a good thing. What bothers me is the adoption of a partisan stance by people who are kidding themselves and who believe they are not carrying water for forces that either intend to eat them, or plan on shoving them into the maw of something that will. The “sides” want me, sitting as I am in the cheap seats, to get excited over the wrestling contest of toxic lumpoids in the distance. Anyone who gets too close to the lumpoids sickens, unless they manage to assimilate enough of the toxins, and they always start speaking the language that kills thought.