Yeah, in my case ECT (shock treatment for the layfolk. Zapping my brain.) is on the table, and the research I've done on it is not reassuring that they know what they're doing.

So I've thought about this at extreeeeeeeme length and with a philosophy background could probably argue before a judge... assuming the court wasn't corrupt.

If they do I'll regard it as suicide-lite: They're destroying parts of my brain so that my behavior is less offensive. I'm sure I'll love Big Brother will all my heart.

Ernest Hemingway and David Foster Wallace both got ECT, and decided they didn't like who they were after the fact, eventually taking their lives. So if I go that route, it will be an absolute last resort.

I agree. As a vampire who immolates in the sun (well, gets sick after about an hour of light sun, or twenty minutes of August desert sun in 117°F) I'm not made to wave signs. Also I'm not great with crowds.

So for the No Kings rally, I figured: park me under a pavilion and I'll hand out water bottles! Or put me on the cook line and I'll stuff tacos! We are giving out tacos and water bottles right?

Not even water bottles in a major municipality. WTF?

With further research I found that the only food-centers mutual aid organizations are a couple of food pantries. In Sacramento, California.

Disappointment! Disappointment as far as the eye can see!

Personally I call shenanigans having had executive and standard office chairs made of leather, pleather and nylon mesh.

None of these are comfortable on the bare butt, and even will get sticky once you start sweating against them, so I've always had to drape towels between me and the chair.

Also do not get leather / pleather if you have cats.

If you can't afford one, or rent, or wander around, travel bidets are about $20-$30 and are a water bottle with a hook-shaped wand-spout and an air valve.

My proctologist has a personal vendetta against wiping, and I messed up my piles from ages of wiping too hard. Bidet and dab to dry.

I had art I personally crafted accused of being slop (gen-AI free!). Dunno if it's a compliment or a criticism.

I was the black sheep of my family before it was cool.

...like in the 1970s.

ETA: I have an ancient blogpiece about this, and author Janet Hardy surmised that we weirdos kicked out of our paddling for being the ugly duck often have to go and find a paddling of like-souled ducks who don't find those traits so ugly. We don't necessarily grow up to be swans (or even scrappy geese who come back for revenge) but there are folks out there who get you.

I already suffer from psychosis

To be fair, I've already done something similar. In the aughts, thinking Miskatonic U's Library restricted vault can't harm me: I'm already crazy. Then thanks to Bush Administration efforts to consolidate power and persecute minorities, I went and studied the Holocaust, and the process within the German Reich that brought it forth.

And that figures into my current psychotic break, as of November 2024.

Shotgun is an America thing, coming from the stagecoach era. The shotgun in question has a shortened barrel for reduced storage footprint.

The BMW R12 has a sidecar mounted with an MG 42 light machine gun. But no-one calls sidecar gunner

You can't convert them. Fluid ounces are volume. Regular ounces are weight (which isn't quite the same as mass, though they're used interchangeably on earth).

1 fl oz = 1 oz when the substance is water (at slightly above freezing). Any other substance would involve a specific mass factor.

Bezos has tens of billions, if not hundreds. He could support development of heat-resistant microchips, which would have countless applications.

My dad, once a brilliant rocket scientist is now a full-on MAGA disciple, and in the past few years (when I was still arguing politics with him) he started submitting FOX News talking points as if they were his own.

I'm on suicide watch this year.

Okay, I should clarify, so as not to scare:

To be fair, I knew he was a bastard in 2003 when evidence of the CIA extrajudicial detention and ~~torture~~ enhanced interrogation program was published and came to a head. Staunch Republicans were party-signaling by announcing that torture of terrorists was right and proper, and waterboarding wasn't really torture. My dad made such assertions, and went on to say all CIA captives were organized terrorists and guilty of violence (entirely untrue, but we wouldn't know that for a couple of years). At the time I didn't know about the Scharff interrogation techniques that informed US methods since WWII (Named after Luftwaffe Master Interrogator Hanns Scharff). We haven't yet seen the full U.S. Senate report on CIA torture, incidentally, and I'm still sore about it.

My father really does deserve a corpse of a son, and I'm still striving to choose other than giving him one.

I'm too old (and gentle, actually) to become Hugo Stiglitz once the civil war comes, but if my fury, resentment and disappointment were given material form, it'd look something like that.

I believed MAGA is actually a small select movement that is loudly amplified by billionaires and their huge propaganda machine. Although FOX News is leading in viewership and Matt Walsh, Ben Shapiro and Joe Rogan are all usually in the top ten podcasts.

It's not Americans really want to lose all their benefits and give all their money to rich people. It's just that a big machine (that might as well have wah-wah-wah sound effects and brain beams) has convinced a lot of people to disregard their eyes and ears and faculties and vote for the blonde orange god-king dude.

77 million voters voted for Trump. I lost my mind to that revelation. Rich people literally made a zombie machine, and they're already zombieing at victims and killing them, and putting captives in internment.

I think if we can counter this, we can actually move towards community-based societies and reach for the stars. I also think if we can't do it in a timely manner, we'll choke ourselves out as greenhouse emissions light more and more of the world on fire.