40 | (fem leaning)It/Thing/Creature | Poly-Panro-Ace | friendly neighborhood wholesome degenerate abomination from beyond the stars (mostly harmless™) | Nuclear energy enthusiast. Engineering appreciator. Transhumanism enjoyer. Sci-Fi reader. Androgynous winged caniform bipedal warforged magitech cyber-lich in its dreams.

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Cake day: May 17th, 2026

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  • huh. i have somehow managed to instill within myself a penchant for unambiguous specificity in response to this question before this ever became a problem for me.

    “Are you busy?”

    “I am not available for any communication at this moment except for textual.
    I anticipate my response time shall be approximately between 30 and 300 seconds.”



  • oh yeah, definitely! i agitate toward socialist (and anarcho-syndicalist) policy at every chance i get! On top of that, I’m also continuously attempting to plant subliminal ideations toward it among people with whom i interact on a daily basis putting it in terms my propaganda-poisoned colleagues’ minds might actually grasp–

    'if only we could decide this democratically, huh?`

    ‘after all, we’re the ones who actually have to do the work and see how things transpire here on the front lines of the whole operation…’

    ‘nobody upstairs knows how things work around here better than us.’

    ‘btw don’t we have some kind of right to peaceably assemble and petition for redress of grievances, ACTUALLY…?’

    ‘idk i just like democracy bro ;3’

    ‘kinda sucks how our tax dollars are being spent to prop up a genocidal regime so they can give their citizens free healthcare while we’re stuck with nothing, doesn’t it…’

    ‘hey if you want cheaper eggs, i know a place near here…! it’s a co-op market owned and operated by the local farmers and a dozen fresh eggs is like … sometimes HALF of what the big chain stores charge!’

    “ohhh i’m so sorry to hear your cable company treats you that way…! it’s awful! y’know, it seems like every time people ask a corporation to handle infrastructure it just makes more waste, fraud and abuse… but as for me, the fiber optic line to my house is fast and stable and cheap, and it’s owned by all us residents in my town. Municipally owned! I would love for you to have that too. wouldn’t you? why not ask your neighbors how they feel about it?”

    all of these examples are exaggerated and hyperbolic for illustrative purposes. i usually have to be a lot more subtle in order to avoid tipping them into a performative faux-patriotic ‘four legs good two legs bad’ thought terminating cliche fugue state.




  • oh, my friend, i’m sad to say that this planet has been as fucked as a toddler at a republican invite-only soiree for a long time already u.u

    Our fate was sealed since the 1960s.

    The timeline branch where we avoided this was the one where Nixon was executed for treason. We are, unfortunately, obviously in one of the variations of the world where that did not happen.

    (edit: i know he was only sworn in by 1969 and resigned in 1974 but the prerequisites for dragging his sick bastard carcass to justice were supposed to have been laid out in JFK’s second term. … Which also didn’t happen in the timeline where we have had the misfortune to find ourselves)



  • while i love how pretty clothes are when they’re marketed to women, i’m actually more often disappointed by, like, how they oftentimes (not every time but too many times) seem flimsier, and cost more, and are literally less functional and practical. like, what the heck is WRONG with them going out of their way to make pants that only have the appearance of pockets but no ACTUAL POCKETS?! i like pockets ;~; i can keep my stuff in them…

    so sometimes i wonder if it’d just be better if people could be somehow convinced to stop enabling such pointlessly gendered design that puts an entire dang half of the whole population at a disadvantage. i think male-identified individuals should have pretty clothes too and it’s sad that there’s a social stigma about it



  • Ah, you think dorkness is your ally? You merely adopted the dork. I was born in it, molded by it. I didn’t see mainstream until I was already … obsessively hyperfixated on a niche set of personal interests that normally cause neurotypical people’s eyes to glaze over as they completely shut down from infodump saturation ^-^;

    also i love that your name, Zorque, seems to rhyme with ‘dork’ when i sound it out in my head ;3

    i honestly genuinely think that’s cool as heck!


  • this is why i never wear socks that stop at the heel or the ankle. i can’t stand the feeling of the edge riding down >.<

    there was a little while where i had to wear compression stockings for a health-related reason, but i’ve come to really like how they feel being all the way up to my knee …

    and now i’m kinda interested in finding some pairs of thigh-highs too~ ^^;


  • there’s an ongoing memetic flashmob-style recurring gag where people pretend that the entire population of gamers are universally so toxic and evil that talking about them is a curse. stereotypes that gamers are racist, misogynistic, etc.

    and like, yeah, too many self-avowed gamers ARE toxic in that particular way–the stereotype exists for a reason after all–but i don’t like gatekeeping and the ‘joke’ reeks of it, in that it conveys the implication that playing video games is causative of acquiring fascist views and that if you play video games people will assume you are cultivating a fascist viewpoint and supporting an inherently fascistic and ontologically evil industry, which may cause some people, especially people who are already marginalized, to feel like they are either unwelcome to participate in a recreational activity or that they will be further ostracized for participating in a recreational activity.

    i for one would merely like to see people not being discouraged from enjoying stuff, y’know…?

    edit:

    but i would like to acknowledge that it’s also at least relatively obvious that it’s not actually aimed at literally all people who play video games, but more so at the niche demographic subsection of individuals who identify themselves as Capital-G “Gamers™”, which is a worthwhile distinction.

    also … i’ll admit that i’m speaking a little bit from experiences where this has personally affected me due to people assuming I was a self-avowed “Gamer” and projecting upon me a bunch of disgusting political positions that I never have, and never will, endorse. It hurts being accused of doing something that is antithetical to who you are… and I’m sorry to acknowledge that this is quite likely to have tainted my judgment about this ._.





  • Toxic positivity. I’m not a fan of “your opinion doesn’t count unless you agree with me” and this is just a social media platform saying the same thing. But I’m grateful for the Return YouTube Dislike browser plug-in/add-on so that you can have some point of reference among perspectives outside one’s own. If a video has 300 likes, you might think it’s a fine video and you’ll watch it thinking “wow 300 people endorsed this”. If a video has 300 likes and 500 dislikes, though, you at least KNOW “oh that’s at least one red flag. I shall invest more effort than usual into being skeptical and mindful, and more effort into thinking critically as well, as I watch this.”

    If i see a ton of dislikes on a video whose topic is one of the new reich’s designated scapegoats, the dislike count may in fact be a factor that INCREASES my favorability toward it, because chuds brigading something means it upsets them.




  • depends on the instance.

    i really miss lemm.ee… it was just, y’know, nice. a nice place. with nice people. friendly, cheerful, open, welcoming.

    then you have some instances that are rather uh … combative >.> i shan’t name names lest i accidentally summon their unwanted attention.

    i’m new to my current instance and it’s a very cozy place so far. i worry i might be too edgy for the time being, but i’m hoping to sand those edges down, because goodness knows this cursed decade’s roughness has left me rough too. the Screaming Twenties have no brakes…