In the wise words of Sol Robeson to Max in Aronofsky's Pi:
You want to find the number 216 in the world, you will be able to find it everywhere. 216 steps from a mere street corner to your front door. 216 seconds you spend riding on the elevator. When your mind becomes obsessed with anything, you will filter everything else out and find that thing everywhere.
Stop looking for patterns where none exist. It's a great way to drive yourself crazy.
He apologized after he publicly called for a terrorist attack on the diplomatic representatives of - checks notes - the entire fucking world when his own nation was hosting them? Oh, good. I guess that's all fine then. /s
And in so doing has been rendered worth less than nothing, whether the people still dumb or oblivious enough to be using the service has realized it yet.
This makes me uncomfortable on countless different levels. There's a reason my country has an ethical council, and this sort of high-int, low-wis crap is it.
"Look, I'm notoriously weak, both mentally and physically - let alone morally. I can't have my victims fighting back when I'm trying to fill the void in my soul by hurting them!"
And that would have been bad enough before Oracle started running the show. With Larry Ellison (a.k.a. Satan wearing a poorly tailored human meat-suit) deciding what people should be reading, it's downright terminally moronic.
Haha, that's cute. Congratulations on finally earning your license. It'll remain valid for a week, tops. You'll be spending the four hours you'd normally get to sleep on constant recertification.
She certainly has a vivid and disturbingly kinky imagination when it comes to the presumed behavior of trans kids. Maybe she should see a professional for help with her frankly unsettling delusions. And proclivity for inappropriate exhibitionism and poor impulse control.
Why did you give it network access, you dumb cu-. Actually, never mind that: Why didn't you just buy a washing machine? You know, a machine that washes things.
No, it's just meaningless greeble with some chromatic aberration slapped on it.
In the wise words of Sol Robeson to Max in Aronofsky's Pi:
Stop looking for patterns where none exist. It's a great way to drive yourself crazy.