IninewCrow

I think it’s always going to be about 20% of the population (I’m guessing but I also don’t think its a high percentage) that will always be tech literate … or tech capable.

Everyone is skilled in some areas more than others. And the general population will always be like that no matter the era, generation or geography or capability or access.

I grew up poor in northern Ontario in Canada in an Indigenous community. I really have no real training to speak of, nor do I have any post secondary education … I have high school but never had the opportunity to go further than that. But I have a good brain (at least I think I do) … I learned about computer tech on my own - first learning how to use Windows, installing uninstalling stuff, then fixing updating, repairing and maintaining systems … then drifted into the software cracking, windows cracking stuff … then over to patching, fixing and maintaining hardware to just keep everything working … I’m not wealthy, so I always had to figure stuff out on my own. Then once private software became too difficult, I went over to open source software with Linux and freeware and now build and repair and maintain my own systems and fix stuff for other people.

All the while, the majority of everyone else I knew never learned to do these things. I few of my friends are like me and did stuff on their own but not many (which is why I say 20%) … the majority of everyone else just shell out money they don’t have to buy $1,000 phones and $2,000 laptops to fix their problems.

Really? … I would have taken you more of a Frosted Mini Spooner type

Tasty mystery meat full of salt and fat that will eventually cause colon cancer?

Intermittent fasting … it was probably a normal way for us to live as humans hundreds of years ago when food wasn’t so freely available like today.

I grew up poor as an Indigenous Canadian with my family in the north. I remember being a kid and just going on breakfast (which was always oatmeal) and lunch with no other meals during the day … and it was just normal.

You wanted a snack late at night? No, there’s nothing to eat, go play with your siblings and go to bed.

And as teens and adults, if we were travelling on the land and moving from place to place for hunting/trapping/fishing, it was normal to go a day without food just to get work done on time.

Give it another ten minutes … it’s amazing how long you can go without food. As long as you have something to drink, your stomach will rumble and grumble endlessly but you’ll be able to function for a day or two without food. It’s miserable yes, but it won’t kill you.

Edibles were so good, you weren’t even standing in your own bathroom … and why is the lady behind the door screaming in some Eastern European language?

Not really, it takes about ten minutes and then your body realizes you’re not going to eat so it switches to economy mode and forgets about hunger for a while. Coffee does the same thing.

It’s only if you do this repeatedly for about a day that you’ll turn into a raging animal, start breaking furniture and call your wife a whore as you try to solve your hunger.

“If”?

I always smile when someone starts a question about death with the word “if”

It’s never a question of ‘if’ we die or when someone dies … it’s a question of ‘when’

Death … it’s the great equalizer for all of humanity, no matter how smart, dumb, young, old, rich, poor, intelligent, stupid, educated, illiterate you are, we always end up in the same place where we started … the deep dark eternal sleep.

About 20 years ago, I was renovating an old cottage that had been infested with mice and squirrels. I gutted the entire place down to the studs and rebuilt everything. While I was at it, I removed all the wiring to the build and redid it all too. As I worked around the main electrical panel, the panel was separated in two partitions. The first partition was where all the house wiring went to … the other side was for servicing by the electrical company to install or reinstall or service the panel … I never needed to go in there. So I worked on the place for about a month until I had to get behind the panel to remove a few screws. and adjust a few things.

I opened the never opened panel … I couldn’t see any wires … the whole section of that panel was completely blocked by a recently deceased squirrel that was completely spread out, all limbs stretching as far as they could go in four directions and its tail completely ballooned up with fur. I took the out the squirrel as one solid stiff piece. It had entered in through a punch out that shouldn’t have been removed and crawled in and touched things it shouldn’t have touched.

I just didn’t expect to find that when I went to open the metal box panel.

I wish I had taken a picture but it was just before the period when people started to get camera phones to take pictures of everything.

… and if you didn’t have mommy issues before … you sure do now

Mosquito: … hummmmmmmmmm … imma fly here … hummmmmm … imma fly there … hummmmmmmm … imma land here … hummmmmmm … imma try to land on your face … hummmmmmmmmmm … imma fly back here … hummmmmmmmmm … imma stay quiet for a while … … … … (5 mins later) … hummmmmm imma fly here … hummmmmmmmm … might sting you … hummmmmmmmm … but maybe not … hummmmmmmmmmm … imma fly here again … hummmmmmm

… it’s usually at this point you feel the second little bastard that’s been sucking blood behind your elbow the whole time.

Lol … I was hoping to see this comment … thanks!

But does that mean they’ll recognize the genocide?

It’s like saying they’ll recognize the house but won’t acknowledge that it’s on fire.

Russians (speaking in Russian of course): “why ain’t these americans speakin russian?”

That’s a great plan … if you live north of the Arctic Circle

Yeah, I’m saving my 5,000 gallons of diesel fuel to power my 20 ton Doof Wagon with massive sound equipment and flame throwing guitar. That should be enough fuel to intimidate anyone that comes near my compound for about a week.

I don’t know … I don’t speak Russian … nor do I want to

The Russian officer should be saying …

“атакуй гребаное пулеметное гнездо!”

Classic right wing nut jobs always believe the entire world should speak their language, no matter what that language is.

Let’s say good weird.

probably something weird