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wore my thigh high boots on a walk today and we had to take a path through some long grass and while everyone else was rolling their pants into their socks and putting on jackets to protect themselves from ticks i was standing there smug as hell in my thigh high leather boots.

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There is a word I’m not allowed to use. I love it. I love it so much. But my darling beloved wife hates it with a fiery passion.

I came across it from Anne Lister’s diary, where she says that she would “grubble under women’s skirts” and honestly. The word perfectly encapsulates the fumbling feeling of fighting your way through layers of fabric to reach the promised pussy land.

However the word has been forbidden, reviled from the first moment my beloved heard it. They shuddered and it’s truly one of the only restrictions they’ve ever placed on my vocabulary so I don’t say it. But I do think it, on occasion.

Sometimes the word will pop into my head and I will think it too hard and my wife will turn and glare at me and accuse, “I know you’re thinking it!”

“But I didn’t say it!” I protest. But they’re always right. Even with no context they always know when I’m thinking it.

Today I told my wife, “I shared the unmentionable word with Astrid today and she quite enjoyed it. She repeated it several times.”

They bellowed liked a dying wildebeest and said, “I can go months without remembering that word exists and then it comes up again. It’s so disgusting, it’s what Sméagol would do on the ground digging for worms!”

I was laughing and protested, “It sounds like fighting through skirts, the groping around.”

“No! That is something that happens in the muck and the filth. It’s negative sexy.

“Bet you're gonna take to Tumblr and share it and some people are gonna be like, ‘Oh what a great word! We should definitely use that in our lexicon. Top tier word!’ And you know what? THEYRE WRONG. GARBAGE WORD. GROSS.”

I listened to their impassioned hatred while cuddled in their arms and radiated love at them and remorse for having reminded them about the existence of grubbling. But now you get to hear about it. As a treat.

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Why is his name Puss in Boots? It's like calling a rooster wearing socks Cock in Socks

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god forbid 5000 year old girls do anything

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When I see someone in a Tesla I don’t necessarily think “here’s a guy who loves Adolf Hitler” because they could have bought it several years ago before this stupid bullshit. However when I see a cyber truck I do think this.

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this poem is about being nonbinary.

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In a recent court filing, after the judge ordered they preserve all Signal chats and remove auto delete (which was enabled), the government responded that they were not able to preserve all of the chat messages on government officials phones because of the auto delete, which they claim to have now disabled, but that this wasn't a relevant issue because Goldberg, the accidentally added journalist, had already clearly preserved the chat history, by publishing it. This information is available in publicly accessible official court filings.

As someone who works in infosec, has had a secret security clearance, and done remote troubleshooting that was directly impeded because the data was restricted..... I am boggled.

I said in a meeting about working with DOD type customers the other day, I said that we should just do that kind of troubleshooting via Signal now. One of my colleagues replied "I see what you there."

For anyone who hasn't been up to date on the clown show that is the American news, I'll give a quick recap because oh boy.

So Jeffrey Goldberg is the editor-in-chief of The Atlantic. One day, he gets a notification on his phone from the messaging app "Signal". He sees that he's been added to a group chat called "Houthi PC small group". He thinks nothing of it at first, until a couple days later he sees on the news that the U.S. is bombing Yemen. He takes a look and sees that he has been added to a group chat by the National Security Advisor Mike Waltz.

Plenty of government officials including vice president JD Vance were in this conversation, and they were discussing their bombing on Yemen. And Jeffrey Goldberg, editor-in-chief of The Atlantic, was added by mistake.

So Goldberg approached the White House, who confirmed that he had been accidentally added to the chat. He then posted part of the conversation in a news story on the front page of his news website, omitting any classified information as to not get arrested for that level of security breach.

The response from the administration has been wild. They're all smearing the journalist, obviously, but their responses at first varied from "he made it all up" to "he must've hacked is way in" to "big deal, people add people to group chats on accident all the time". Eventually, they were put in front of Congress to testify under oath, where they said that nothing in the conversation was classified information like military hours or types of weapons used.

In response, Goldberg said "Oh, so it's not classified? Okay then! That means I can do this," and then he released the full unedited conversation. The conversation was nothing but classified information like military hours and the types of weapons used.

Not only are they communicating on private phones on third party apps as a way to circumvent the Presidential Records Act (the chat was interestingly set to auto-delete messages after 4 weeks), but it really kinda highlights the incompetence of America's leadership right now.

They're not going to win.

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Something I think about sometimes from Discworld

So in The Truth, William de Worde is this cool protagonist guy, writing all the news, kickstarting the newspaper industry, exposing sinister plots, meeting new friends and loved ones.

But then, when he shows up again in another book as a cameo, Pratchett does something kind of neat that I feel like I don’t see very often. The protagonists of that book (I forget which it was - maybe Monstrous Regiment or Making Money?) see him and describe him as a silly, stuffy, self-important kind of man.

Granted, Discworld’s ability to do something like this has to do with its structure and how it tells a lot of different stories with a lot of different viewpoint characters. But I’d like to see this done more often because at times it’s really meant a lot to me.

In short, it’s the idea that the world isn’t divided into cool, magnetic, universally-likeable people who everyone wants to be around and awkward downers and disappointments who nobody does. You can be the hero of one person’s story and the mildly-unlikeable background character of another’s. And that’s really important - especially for someone with a big, hot pile of social anxiety and internalized self-loathing over trans and autistic stuff.

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Yeeterus day is my favorite personal holiday to celebrate.

hysterectomy should be an informed consent procedure full stop. it should be illegal to deny someone a hysterectomy based on their age or based on them not having kids or based on their spouse/partner not signing off on it. anyone over 18 should be allowed to make that decision.

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I followed you because someone else I follow kept reblogging your bird posts and I know nothing about birds but I like seeing the photos of the birds

the system works! <3 thank you to whomever reblogs my bird photos, as it brings more people by to look at bird photos. bug deserves to be looked at extensively. examined. i n s p e c t e d

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I feel like the big push for AI is starting to flag. Even my relatively tech obsessed dad is kinda over it. What do you even use it for? Because you sure as hell dont want to use it for fact checking.

There's an advertisement featuring a woman surreptitiously asking her phone to provide her with discussion topics for her book club. And like... what. Is this the use case for commercial AI? This the best you could come up with? Lying to your friends about Moby Dick?