This is the worst thing. The worst. Because they all know climate change is real and dangerous, but instead of doing something about it and save lives and prevent an ecocide, they’re making money off it. They’re churning out fake studies showing that coal is great and they’re using their media to brainwash morons into hating the green movement and they’re moving like sharks on anyone trying to do anything good, and meanwhile they fucking know we’re right and they’re fucking getting rich because of it.
Again: not a fan of the death penalty, but this should be considered high treason and people should be beheaded in public squares for this kind of bullshit.
years ago I had a roommate who worked as a door to door salesman for some shady company that sold everything. I was working the opening shift at the cafe. She wanted me to come along on her routes. Don’t know why. She had a creepy encounter with a guy on the route and I think she wanted someone to ward that off or keep an eye on things. So I’d go with her, dead tired, and she’d say I was ‘job shadowing.’ This made her look authoritative to the people she was trying to pitch. I’d fall asleep on the bus in the seat next to her on the way home.
years ago when I was scraping by in the northwoods, when some piece of machinery vital to continued survival broke down–which happened every day–I joked that “every day I wake up, and then something else goes wrong” as I went about the process of jury-rigging it back together. And then I’d laughed at my own joke. (the punchline, you see, was that I wished that I had died in my sleep.) No one else would laugh, because it perhaps was not funny. Looking back I can see that it wasn’t that funny at all.
one of the things that always helped me *a little bit* with asthma was caffeine. didn’t ever work as quick as a rescue inhaler but I always drink a little after an attack. not the best when it’s late and you want to go to sleep but it’s better than struggling to breathe while your lungs potentially begin to scar
went for a walk last night. saw some deer. wanted to see what happened to the prairie–I heard they turned it into tennis courts and wanted to see for ymself. cut through the woods, was nearly pitch black. felt like I was being followed, kept turning around but couldn’t see far, thought I could make out some shapes. finally turned on my flashlight on my phone and shone it behind me. three sets of reflective eyes. only reason I could tell they were deer was because what else could they be
think I might have caught it. had persistent asthma all week, on and off. would go away mostly with my inhaler but there would still be a heavy feeling in my lungs after. was afraid of catching it, because if I’m having asthma attacks it could be bad, but now I’m wondering if it’s not asthma at all. or if I caught it and it’s been triggering my asthma. was having a productive cough, but it turned dry today. was thinking of going to get tested but I don’t have money, and what if I don’t have it at all, then I’m putting myself at risk going to get the test. maybe it’s just best to stay in my room for two weeks.
So I’ve been going through free courses I’ve been finding online because the bootcamp didn’t teach me a whole lot. Right now I’m going through the assignments list for a cornell course on computer science and doing them in javascript.
I know that MIT has a free course and I’ve heard some other ivy league schools allow you to audit their computer science courses and I was going to look into that.
The thing that’s on my mind right now, though, is that in the curriculum for the space invaders game, they mention that the assignment actually used to be to create a breakout game, but they had to change it because “the number of Academic Integrity cases had gotten out of hand.”
Rich kids cheat. What else is new.
I can go through the material they go through, and I can do it without cheating. I can complete the assignments they have to cheat to complete. But I know at the end of their journey, they’re branded with a class status symbol, and I will be seen as less capable and less intelligent and less useful, because I will not have that symbol.
