Here's the hard truth: people who commit public acts of suicide propagate suicide. I was in the first car when someone jumped in front of the train I was on. I didn't see any gore but I heard the thump. Now, I've been dealing with depression for a couple of decades. And being close to this suicide made that last year of the pandemic super fucked upped. Public suicide isn't murder, not manslaughter, but it's one step below that.

HTC Vive. Not necessarily this specific tech itself, but VR gaming more broadly. My friend and I were ginning ourselves up for years before it came out. I dropped a lot of money on a gaming rig for it. And when I put the googles on... I fucking hated it. I didn't like standing and gaming. I didn't like being so isolated from everyone else in the house. And the games were glorified tech demos slapped together with unity assets. By the time Half Life Alex came out, I had no more fucks to give.

The porn was fun though.

Lemmy is home.

Literally just found this gif.

I would be such a terrible therapist. "Maybe you need a huge dramatic gesture to get her attention. Like fisting yourself to death live on 4chan."

Yes. Full stop.

If you kill the man, his suffering is limited. If you lock him away in a supermax for the rest of his long days, his suffering is a thousandfold.

Xitter is running out of feet to shoot itself in.

It seems Rob Smith has found out his face is as tasty as any other to the leopards.

Before the actual assassination in Canada and this attempted one, I didn't give a fuck about Sikh nationhood. Now I'm thinking they need a country that doesn't reach outside of its borders to kill them.

There is no normal, only weird and weirder. Beware the normies, for they are least normal of us all.

Show me a bad dog; I'll show you a bad owner.