JustSo

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[–] JustSo@hexbear.net 2 points 4 months ago* (last edited 4 months ago) (1 children)

I would go postal. I just don't know where to direct the fury lol.

Have a horrorcore rap song about the fucking mail. (CW: horrorcore rap / talkin bout killing the mailman, basically anti-worker reactionary shit)

https://open.spotify.com/track/30GTI6sTGv09BTPihgzjBu | https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bpH6DZ9vdx8

edit: of course, we do not blame the workers doing the fucking work. System's fucked.

[–] JustSo@hexbear.net 9 points 4 months ago

One time after I went out clubbing I was chilling with this big squad of extended friends of my housemates, coming down off've drugs and one of the dudes was a PHD researcher in quantum computing. His specific project was using blood plasma as some sort of substrate for creating qubits or some shit. I literally had no idea what the fuck this dude was talking about, but I know they were making quantum blood computers lmao.

We played Operation while this one thwacked out dude was running a M.A.S.H style commentary on the "surgery" process while we tried to extract organs from the little robot man with our hands shaking real bad from the dopamine deficiency and general fatigue of partying all night. Fucking BRUTAL the way that game's buzzer goes off when you're coming down hard.

Obviously this all imprinted deeply into my psyche and I will never forget that they were making fucking QUANTUM BLOOD COMPUTERS. agony-shivering

[–] JustSo@hexbear.net 6 points 4 months ago (3 children)

It's beyond ridiculous. I dunno how it isn't a constant ongoing scandal.

Auspost has been gutted, the workers are on fucked contracts through parasitic outsourcing, it takes three different fucking people to deliver mail to my small town street and they all seem exhausted.

It seems like a complete coin toss every time I order something, whether it will take a couple of days to arrive or get stuck at a sorting facility for weeks or even months.

I've had things delivered that bounced around the country like a fucking pinball only to end right back at the first fucking post office the thing was sent from and then off it goes again. It's absurd.

[–] JustSo@hexbear.net 2 points 4 months ago
[–] JustSo@hexbear.net 13 points 4 months ago (5 children)

I don't even know about sonic at all and now I'm mad about it. Fuck G.U.N.

[–] JustSo@hexbear.net 10 points 4 months ago

NOO we're relevant!!! ON THE INTENRET!

[–] JustSo@hexbear.net 20 points 4 months ago (1 children)

and look at the smug .ml posters in here just dabbin on us.

DAMNIT.

[–] JustSo@hexbear.net 9 points 4 months ago

feelin so extream rn

[–] JustSo@hexbear.net 6 points 4 months ago

Counterpoint: line go down. smuglord

[–] JustSo@hexbear.net 16 points 4 months ago

Can't we just like, skibidi-sidestep tradition for a second and keep trading. agony-deep

[–] JustSo@hexbear.net 17 points 4 months ago (7 children)

Heh, check out these Americans dude.

[–] JustSo@hexbear.net 2 points 4 months ago (1 children)

Woke up a little bit ago, started thinking about a thing and spiralled into a near-miss panic attack. Then I breathed through it, logged on for comfort and saw this reply. Perked me right the fuck up. Thank you. :)

I wish I wrote for a living, that'd be so sick.

You really gave me a much needed ego boost. Thank you.

 

aka "Beavis and Butthead Play with grenade"

Repoasting because no upbear when I late-posted to a badpost. This is IMPORTANT HISTORICAL MEDIA.

There's another one where they get in the drone control room and drone strike the army base and the school. Ehhhheheheh cool-zone FIRE.

Huhuhuh.

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On Juggalos (hexbear.net)
submitted 5 months ago* (last edited 5 months ago) by JustSo@hexbear.net to c/chapotraphouse@hexbear.net
 

I've been eternally amused since my fellow comrades at r/CTH expressed surprise learning about a subset of Juggalos abandoning the March on Washington (to protest and eventually overturn the FBI gang designation of our family) to march with the Black Lives Matter protestors. If that was you, you shouldn't have been surprised.

But it's not your fault, we're for everybody down and out, against everybody rich and cruel. But we're for each other first, it makes it hard to see past the culture, the language and the undeniably problematic misogyny in much of the first half of ICP's body of work. Most of us were outcasts before we found each other so we embraced the abrasive and so we tend to embody the concept of "fuck your optics."

I've collected a few lil links here in case you don't remember or were never aware of the event I'm talking about. I recommend you read them and look for the inherent class consciousness in our subculture. Read the reportage of the testimony of a woman who had her children taken away by the state simply for being a fan of a band. Read about the difficulty in keeping our scene alive and appreciate the work that our people put in to keep us together. Juggalos practically have their own economy now, there are people who survive entirely off serving up fresh shit to each other within the culture. It might not be a classic dual power structure but it's pretty fucking nice.

Unfortunately, we've entered an era where all the old subcultures are picked over like corpses under vultures. There continue to be foul human beings passing themselves off as Juggalos and predators in the scene (like any music scene) with narcissistic and sociopathic tendancies to seek and find small pockets of power for themselves to predate within. Family remains the best analogy for what we are. You can probably relate, most families have creepy uncles and ignorant cousins and yes, sadly, narcissistic parent figures.

Younger Juggalo-identifying-people now (and forever, I suppose) are often "trying on the costume" while they figure out their identities. Where people used to phase in and out of a scene, often now people are picking and choosing pieces of their identities from the limited selection of organic subcultures that formed before we reached the later stages of capitalism, alienation goes further than just that of the worker and their labor's value.

The internet has been an accelerant poured on this situation, both driving us further away from organic human connection and making it easier to pick and choose what you take from each scene as a whole, equally it promotes self-promotion and the creation new "unique" personas often created like a patchwork quilt from the most convenient, low effort and high-vibe bits and pieces of something that used to promote solidarity and a degree of conformity that enabled a group to self-police.

A quote from the second article above, reminds me of this state of affairs:

I asked her why Juggalos shock people if they actually operate as a friendly community. She exhaled. “People don’t do that anymore,” she lamented. “There’s no human connection in people anymore.”

If you're a Juggalo reading this, hell even if you're not, let me politely remind you of the rant in Jumpsteady's track Mad Mad World, which I've just posted in the music community w/ lyrics:


Yo Juggalos

It's a mad, mad world out there, ya'll

We gotta stick together cause we family

You see a fellow juggalo out there about to throw down or fight or something?

That's you

That's your fight

Cause we like that, yo
We together

Unity means strength

We can handle anything in this fucked up world

Anything at all, ya'll

Squall

We Juggalos


I think we can all benefit from this message.

I suppose I wrote this because I'm not going to make excuses for the shitty behaviour from some people calling themselves juggalos. I don't claim them even if I recognise them.

And I posted it here because I've lost a lot of my juggalo fam connections due to some straight up snake behaviour in the spaces that helped keep me from offing myself. So instead you guys get to read about it. Thank you for your time.

And for the few of you juggalos, struggalos and thuggalos reading this, whoop whoop MMFWCL stay up. Stay fucking cool. Be ready. If you have a crew you have an affinity group: get to work.

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submitted 5 months ago* (last edited 5 months ago) by JustSo@hexbear.net to c/music@hexbear.net
 

I already gave you the straight dope on Jumpsteady yesterday. Read that if you want the lil 101 on who he is and his OG place in juggalo history, going all the way back to Inner City Posse days.

I believe THIS is the most radical song on Chaos Theory.

The juxtaposition of domestic terrorism, blow-back international terrorism, the anecdotes of returning home from a pointless war to a divided violent nation.

Interlaced with words of solidarity and encouragement to keep your chin up and do your best to grow strong through adversity.

The total lack of war-glory or stories from the battlefield, just haunting imagery and grief of loss.

This is the wicked shit. This is some of the best you can hear from 90s Psychopathic Records in terms of insight into juggalo culture and mindset. It's not the most fun and comedic, (though the landlord outro skit is fuckin hilarious) it's not the most violent (the most violence in this is the government violence in the news clip samples in the interludes. IMHO) though it does recount imperial violence against Afghanistan in the first Gulf War.

I hope some of you listen and/or at least read the lyrics. shrug

It's doesn't start and end with "Fuck Your Rebel Flag," the connection between my sub-cultural identity, my politics and my praxis runs deep in my veins.

- your friendly neighbourhood juggalo

Lyrics

verse 1Juggalo lives are full of complications
Are raised to survive on a street education
Always realize that there is a limitation
If we don't school life with a fresh occupation
Without society there's no communication
We feel a lot of hate, a lot of frustration
But we are driven by the realization
That we don't wanna be a sheep in this population
So we ascend through the madness without a fall
As we climb our way to the gates of Shangri-La
Living life can leave your mind in a twirl
When you're stuck in the middle of a mad mad world

interlude - solidarity dialogue

Yo Juggalos

It's a mad, mad world out there, ya'll

We gotta stick together cause we family

You see a fellow juggalo out there about to throw down or fight or something?

That's you

That's your fight

Cause we like that, yo
We together

Unity means strength

We can handle anything in this fucked up world

Anything at all, ya'll

Squall

We Juggalos

verse 2Look at Afghanistan and what do ya see?
War stalking the children and the elderly
And when you look in their eyes all you see is peace
Because from the agony they wanna be released
You see they're fighting for their lives with every breath
Against famine, disease, and the plot of death
Now this was once a peaceful nation
But then came the plague that they call starvation
Now the stomach feels the pain, shocks the brain
Cause the bombs drop from the sky instead of rain
And the land is dry, while the mothers cry
And the baby that are born are born to die
You see the fear on the faces, dust in the air
The attitude we take is "I don't care"
But I guess it hurts us more than any other
As the Illuminati controls us all like big brother
Death is walking the nation, take the boy, the girl
All I say to myself is it's a mad, mad world

interlude - news samples: FBI murder of Branch Dravidian cult

"Throughout the entire time of 6 hours, indeed, those 51 days, the FBI never fired one shot at the Dravidians."

The machine gunning into the Dravidians trapped in the burning kitchen dining room was not only visible to Congressional investigators, it was even visible to home viewers. So was the gunfire behind the tank smashing into the rear of the gymnasium.

verse 3It's a mad, mad world, whether you're poor or rich
Because you're living with the problems you're trying to ditch
Well the Amy's in the attic where your husband has left
And you have to pay for the bills of your sickly son's death
Mentally of few, they're in and they're out
Your stress point builds up, you're ready to shout
But let me tell ya a lil something, that will not work
Cause all you will find out more, probably hurt
Can't pay for your rents so you try to hide
And when that doesn't work, you commit suicide
And now who has your problems?
Your little girl,
And do you know why?
Cause it's a mad, mad world

interlude - encouragement dialogue

Yo, don't let this thing called life kick you in the ass

There's too many people out there letting life fuck them up

Everything that you go through, everything in this world

The drama, the trauma, everything

Should all help develop you as a ninja

You should learn to be stronger from all that shit

So you can face anything in this fucked up world

With your eyes open wide

Sure enough

verse 4Let's take off for the horrors of the Gulf War
Left us in the desert, never told us what for
Some thought that they would be heroes
Thought their destinies were bound
But fields of bloody corpses were all we ever found
Why are we fighting the wars, what a lot of people said
While parents prayed every night that their sons weren't dead
To mommy's little boy, left him in a foreign land
Said, "You're fighting for your country, you better be a man
Better watch yourself, kid, and do the best you can
Cause one wrong move could mean you're dead where you stand"
We finally get home, another war's going on
Some are saying that we're right while others say we're wrong
Anger turning around to our becoming outcasts
With a bitter hate and a pain from the past
No one understood my feelings of confusion
Said I was a fool, was living an illusion
Thinking of society and how I must adjust
Dreaming of my buddy who was blown in the dust
Gotta chip on my shoulder that weighs about a ton
Cause I seen too much killing before the age of 21

interlude - reportage samples on the foiled Bojinka plot / 9-11 'prequel'

But the investigators soon uncover evidence of a unimaginable terrorist attack, which used as code named 'Project Bojinka'

Yousef and five accomplices were to plant bombs planned to explode simultaneously on 12 US airliners over the Pacific, causing the death of over 4,000 people

Between 1979 and 1984, there were nearly 100 terrorist attacks against Americans, as embassies were torched, blown up and seized and some 300 million...

outro - threatening to burn down the landlord's house*Phone ringing*

Whut?

Ross Baker?

Yeah?

This is your landlord, I've been trying to get a hold of ya all week

And?

Your rent's overdue by about 3 months

Look, peanut. You've been calling me, hounding me about the rent now for weeks man

Wha-?!?

Don't ya know I got, I got other expenses?

What kinda shit are you -?

"Wahh, wahh, I want my rent, wahh, wahh."
Crying like a little bitch, man
Look man, I painted your house right?
I soaked that shit in gasoline earlier today, man.
That's all done.
It could've been, it could have - you upset me man
You hurt my feelings, man

Would you f-

Look man, I soaked that shit in gasoline man
Chaos Theory, man. Don't expect it now, right?

Mother-

Take this match..

Ok, What? No! Don't!

It's on now ma-fucker! Chaos Theory mafucker!
He he he

*BOOM*


Whoop Whoop!

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submitted 5 months ago* (last edited 5 months ago) by JustSo@hexbear.net to c/main@hexbear.net
 

Slowly coming to terms with this federation thing.
I ~~main~~ mean the 'grad was always rad, but yeah, pleasantly surprised.

Did someone give them a stern briefing about posting with us or whut?

 

Bit of a long shot, if you don't know anything about Nexus 7s or can't provide hints on things like system logging on android and how to force-reload drivers/modules, might as well just ignore this thread.

I'm back on my bullshit and working on old tablets. I love these old Nexus 7 devices. The 2012s had that basically irreparable issue with the flash storage incrementally shitting the bed with successive writes, but they BOTH ('12 & '13) have touchscreen problems. And I am dealing with all of them, across a couple of devices.

The issues are like, maybe you have a digitiser that goes completely unresponsive even on boot, or you'll have dead zones, or you have touchscreen functionality that works, but then after using the device for a random length of time, it'll either lock up completely or go intermittent.

Sometimes you'll have it in a locked up state, but it will come alive just enough to register a touch input on the power menu when you want to reboot. Sometimes you won't.

Then there's the phantom touch iteration of the problem. I have one 2012 that's going totally wild with that at the moment.

And there's the double/triple/quintuple registering on touches on the keyboard that you sometimes get making typing a real pain.

I had one yesterday that looked like it had suddenly decided to become completely unresponsive constantly, but came to life once I plugged it into a computer to do ADB stuff.

I have another one that had issues and seemed to have come good, but it's back to failing after a certain amount of time, but sleeping and waking it fixes it as though it were a software issue.

I've done the basic hardware mod of adding some additional foam over the ZIF connector so the backplate provides more pressure on the contacts. This seems to be only a partial solution. Maybe even total cargo cult stuff on the 2013 which uses a different type of cable connection using a proper socket on the end. (hm, on ONE end, I need to dig in and look at the other end.)

I haven't yet worked on shielding mods, which are supposed to help with phantom touches.

I've also been finding old news articles and forum posts from when these were brand new, where people had these problems fresh out of the box and on pre-retail promotional giveaway versions. Many of these articles mention that users were finding major issues using the device while resting it on a desk and using it with one hand, where the issues didn't occur if it was held in both hands.

In any case there's several suggestions that grounding issues were a big part of the problem.

As for this post, my questions:

Does anyone have arcane knowledge about these devices? About, say, cable decay or ways in which heat from use might cause the thing to behave badly then resolve rapidly when the processor drops frequency due to being slept?

And does anybody know where I would look for system logs that would collect any errors thrown by driver modules during entry into or out of failure states?

Any advice on force-reloading the drivers for the digitizer to see if I could write a script might help unfuck the device when it decides to play dead?

If you've got one of these old devices and it still works well, you might not be aware that ROMs are back on the menu. DivestOS, LineageOS, crDroid, all seem to have very recent builds available with pretty recent security patches applied. I've got one 2013 here running Android 13 at the moment. It's not even as bad as you'd expect. I'm not sure I'll keep it on 13, but it's wild that it works as well as it does at stock clock speeds.

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submitted 5 months ago* (last edited 5 months ago) by JustSo@hexbear.net to c/music@hexbear.net
 

Jumpsteady is the blood brother of Violent J (from ICP) who was more of a presence during their Inner City Posse days, before J had the mystical visions and dreams that would ultimately lead to the formation of ICP as we would come to know them. While his brother and Shaggy 2 Dope stayed on the music grind, Jumpsteady enlisted. :(

This is the titular track from Jumpsteady's solo album Chaos Theory, released when he returned from the first Gulf War. It's a shame he never really rejoined ICP in a lyrical capacity, he came back with some pretty radical thoughts as a traumatic result of soldiering for the US empire.

While this might not be the most overtly radical song on the album, it is one of my favourites. I enjoy the blend of nerdy table top roleplaying game references, old samurai movie cliches and samples and, of course, the overall message of fighting against corrupt rulers and oligarchs, for liberty instead of greed.

Lyrics

introIt's the chaos theory!
It's, it's the chaos theory!
It's, it's the chaos theory!
It's, it's the chaos theory!
It's, it's the chaos theory!
It's, it's the chaos theory!
It's, it's the chaos theory!
It's, it's the chaos theory!
The chaos theory!

verse 1If I teach you every secret of the dragon's lair
Would I remain the one and only dragon slayer?
On the daily, I'm the mastermind of everything you question
Steeled like picks are forged and the hallowed ground I'm resting in^*^
If the dream glimmer cube really exists
Would you wish away the wars and the coming of apocalypse?
Devastating like the chambers and dungeons combined
And slicker than a 20 sided die
The ones who are not found divine, must roll for soul
The worst is drowning in the moat, we're bringing on the anti-dote
Underneath the cloak of night
Without a dagger in sight
It's just the wind and the blades of samurais
Waiting for the sun to come up
To watch the battle begin
The heads are kept as trophies in the warriors den
And souls descend and destroy the sick and weary
And become elements of the chaos theory

hookIt's the chaos theory!
It's it's the chaos theory! (Behind enemy lines)
It's, it's the chaos theory! (It's about time for you and your empire to die)
It's, it's the chaos theory! (Behind enemy lines)
It's, it's the chaos theory! (It's about time for you and your empire to die) It's, it's the chaos theory! (Behind enemy lines)
It's, it's the chaos theory! (It's about time for you and your empire to die) It's, it's the chaos theory! (Behind enemy lines)
It's, it's the chaos theory! (It's about time for you and your empire to die)
The chaos theory!

verse 2On the top of snow covered cabins, knowledge is hidden
To read it and use it is forbidden
Like a double-edged sword, cut, or be cut
Do onto others what it takes to get your strength up
C'mon get up, attack with full force
Pending on the situation of course
There's gotta be a win without a single loss
Targeting the ambassador of the regime
And let his blood flow through local drinking stream
Let the point be felt, it's not the money or wealth
It's not the riches or jewels he's keeping for himself
It's about the freedom, it's about the pride
It's about time for you and your empire to die
Behind enemy lines without communication
And only the sun to light the scene of the assassination
Sword blade in hand, I take a destiny stand
For every man and woman, repping the ninja clan

hookIt's the chaos theory!
It's it's the chaos theory! (Behind enemy lines)
It's, it's the chaos theory! (It's about time for you and your empire to die)
It's, it's the chaos theory! (Behind enemy lines)
It's, it's the chaos theory! (It's about time for you and your empire to die) It's, it's the chaos theory! (Behind enemy lines)
It's, it's the chaos theory! (It's about time for you and your empire to die) It's, it's the chaos theory! (Behind enemy lines)
It's, it's the chaos theory! (It's about time for you and your empire to die)
The chaos theory!

verse 3When the smoke clears from out the battlefield
The opponents now know how all the cattle feel
To be slaughtered and eaten by some, who outta they mind
As we reveal one world of fellowship at a time
It had to be chaos without bounty, there's no hunter
With everyone content and living under
The rule of one king, in charge of running everything
Reaping untold fortunes while the world is suffering
It's a theory more complex than flux capacitors
Pressing powerful punks down like trash compactors
I'm not an actor, I'm a prophet of the 7th world
Heaven's staircase is long, it's starting to curl
Around the universe like the chaos theory
As ghosts rise from the bare grounds of cemeteries
And only lands all across the world
Where people are at peace
'Cause evil is gone from out the street

outro

What is this?
Who are these bloody wizards?
Why are they attacking me?

they're ninja warriors
Maybe they've been sent by the russians
I'm afraid they want to kill you.

These guys are tough
They're like japanese samurai, the way they fight
And also, the weapons they use, how can I handle them?

don't be pessimistic
If only you could find the ninja master

Hmm

you should go and look
With a bit of luck, you'll find what you need.


^*^ ^this^ ^line^ ^is^ ^weirdly^ ^and^ ^nonsensically^ ^transcribed^ ^depending^ ^on^ ^the^ ^lyric^ ^site,^ ^this^ ^is^ ^my^ ^own^ ^best^ ^shot^ ^at^ ^it.^

explanation of my interpretation (what is this, Genius dot com? shieeet)I interpret it as "steeled" like you steel / sharpen a blade, but also like "steal" as in the stolen (hallowed/native title) ground he lives in. Ie. The USA.

Edit: I CBF continuing to fix errors in these lyrics. Shits tiring I got a day to start.


Have a nice day. :)
Whoop whoop!

 

Whoop whoop.

 

Since Luigi's 'manifest' suggested that someone like Moore would be much better positioned to make the argument that needs to be made and the news media have been hounding Moore to disavow the assassination, he decided to go ahead and write the damn thing.

 

Thought of this track after reading the opsec thread earlier.

Hope you nerds like nerdcore.

BE SMART ABOUT YOUR OPSEC
THINK THINGS THROUGH
THEY FOUND DPR
THEY'LL FIND YOU TOO

 

hearing about israel is doing to syria has me so deep in my feelings that I am fifty aaron bushnells in a trenchcoat right now. glass me too Xi. I'm sick of this fucking world.

 

One more time for a real one. doggirl-tears

 

Uhhhhhhh Houston you have a problem.

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