Get a ULC ministry (like, the free internet one, ulc.org) and, if pressed, say your work is religious. If pressed further ("what religion might that be?"), just tell 'em "nondenominational christian", "crunchy earth-worshipping", or something similar depending on how shitty your state is about those sorts of things and how comfortable you are in the exquisite art of bullshit.

Framing your work in religious terms also means you can probably invoke the confessional privilege to protect your clients' privacy.

MIND YOUR OPSEC, FAM

Are the nerd-pigs responsible for crimes committed by the grunt-pigs? No. Each person is responsible for their own choices and actions. For example, if a grunt-pig shoots someone in the street, the nerd-pigs working in the lab did not commit murder.

Are they complicit in those crimes, though? You bet your ass.

Yes, as a matter of fact, it is; and anyone who supports it should be blotted from the face of the Earth.

Wow, that fucker can't be tied to a telephone pole and set on fire fast enough.

Yes, aliens. There are those who say that the Vatican Secret Archives [yes, they are actually called that] contain, among other things, conclusive evidence that the Vision at Fátima was not a supernatural occurrence, but rather an incident where three Portuguese children had an encounter with an extraterrestrial biological entity they mistook for the Virgin Mary.

We have no way of disproving this, because the fucking Vatican will not let people into the Secret Archives -- which, let me be perfectly clear, that is the actual fucking name. Along with the other things I mentioned (though I would amend them to say that the victims of priestly sexual abuse should be fairly compensated therefor), the Vatican should be forced to open the Archives at the point of a gun.

The Catholic Church is a criminal organization which has--for hundreds of years--willfully enabled unspeakable acts to be committed upon children at a staggering, unbelievable scale.

The only moral response is for the Church to be forcibly disbanded, all of its parishes closed, every single one of its clergy executed, all its assets seized and the proceeds sold to fund anti-poverty programs, and every document in the Vatican Library scanned at high resolution and posted on the fucking Internet, including the shit about the fucking aliens.

Start a homestead and workshop somewhere in Vermont. Grow delicious food. Raise chickens, goats, and rabbits. Work as a carpenter and create beautiful, useful things. Read books. Grow juniper. Brew ethanol. Add juniper berries, spruce tips, and balsam fir sap to ethanol. Drink said infusion.* Grow cannabis. Smoke cannabis. Visit with friends and family. Go hiking. Build a little nucleus of resilient sustainability for my family, so as to give us the best chance of surviving the horrors which will shortly come to pass. Defend all the above with my life if necessary.

I already do some of those things. If it were up to me (I suppose it kind of is, all I'd need to do is kill some rich "people" and take their money), I'd do all of them.

* "Champion". Gin from Vermont. Coming soon to a purveyor of fine beverages near you.

// I've got a whole slew of commercials lined up for it, most of which involve drunk me chilling on my front porch with a G&T made with the aforementioned spirit and delivering a deliciously irreverent sales pitch. "Champion gin is brewed at a 94-proof strength, unlike those other, inferior spirits. FUCK TANQUERAY AND THEIR LIES!"

'Tis treason to plot against the Queen and her family.

How the fuck does one botch a transfer that badly that the rhinos fucking die? It's not like rhinos are particularly fragile creatures. They weren't transporting critically-endangered glass-wing gossamer moths that disintegrate if you look at them wrong. It's a fucking rhinoceros. Hit him with a tranq dart and load him in the bed of an F450.

I'm with /u/OrdinaryRooster. Something's fishy. They didn't just die, someone killed them.

You, my friend, need a hefty dose of samurai mindset.

Whether we like it or not, whether we want to be or not, we are at war right now, because there are intelligent beings out there who are trying to kill us. We aren't engaged in combat 24/7, but we are at war 24/7. You and I aren't in the same squad, but we are comrades; so let me offer some comradely advice.

Anger used to get me into trouble too. Road rage, cussing folk out, that sort of thing. You know what I'm talking about. Some of it was youthful indiscretion, but more importantly, I didn't have the correct mindset. I did not appreciate that 1) we are at war; 2) our side is fighting with disadvantage; and thus 3) we cannot afford to lose even one fucking comrade. Therefore, we need to be very careful with regard to our tactics.

So I started asking myself, in situations where I'd normally be disposed to anger, "Is this anger a wise tactical decision? Will it work to my advantage and the advantage of my comrades? Will it help the cause? Will it further our strategic objectives in any way?"

Often, the answer to those questions is "no", and there you have it.

Sometimes the answer is "yes", though, and that's where it gets tougher. You have to ask different questions, like "Is this the proper time to act? Can I preserve OPSEC? Should my anger be brought to a nice simmer, so that it can fuel more effective actions in the future?" This is what is meant by the adage, "Revenge is a dish best served cold."

Usually by this point I'm not angry anymore. Resentful? Embittered? Frustrated? Sure. But not angry. An angry person is a stupid person. I cannot afford to be stupid. None of us can afford to be stupid. Let our enemies be the angry and stupid ones. That's when we fucking win, yo.

Vindictiveness is often tempered with (and in some cases canceled out by) laziness.

Any ordinary fuckstick pig can flash a badge and talk shit. Actually going and running someone's plates, pulling their file, that sort of fuckery--which, I should point out, is technically illegal outside the scope of a police investigation [albeit never prosecuted]--takes effort; and cops are lazy as fuck. Piggy has probably moved on to another victim by now.

It certainly wouldn't hurt to keep a weather eye, but let's not be overly paranoid. I say this as a paranoid motherfucker myself.

Oh for fuck's sake.

Head.

Meet Spike.

Rinse hands.

Repeat until the masters get the fucking message.

Take a trip to Vermont and I'll show you some.

Our recent heatwave just broke; many of ANU's creatures are happier today than they were last week.

It still does that. You have to manually set the option, which was not even presented to you pre-update.

vegan cheese pizza

That ain't cheese you're eating.

Here's an idea. See if you can get some good cheese. It doesn't even have to be mozzarella necessarily. Make sure it's from a reputable place with happy cows. (There are many of these in the northeastern U.S.) Acquire tomatoes, basil, and garlic. Basil even grows inside! Then equip a sharp knife. The sharper the better. Careful, though! With keen sharpness comes great responsibility.

Take pizza dough, stretch it over flat baking pan, drizzle and spread olive oil throughout

Chop up a tomato and some basil, sprinkle evenly over dough. Chop the garlic as fine as you can get it and sprinkle over dough. Grate cheese and sprinkle evenly over top of everything. On top of everything, add: black pepper, red pepper, and/or rosemary to taste.

Bake 12 minutes

Remove from pan, let cool until cheese is no longer volcanically hot, cut into pieces

OM NOM NOM NOM NOM NOM NOM NOM

Better than takeout, and cheaper too

Can't we all just get along?

I would prefer not to.

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Insha'KEKU this is the start of a trend.

The two criminal parties would--Gods willing, will--do everyone a great favor if--Gods willing, when--they cannibalize themselves and cease to exist except in the history books, where they can serve as a warning to future generations.

There is no fire hot enough, there is no accelerant fast enough; the two criminal parties and the entire system in which they exist ought to be, without delay, burned to the ground, plowed under, and new seeds planted thereupon to better ensure human happiness and well-being. Our survival as a species may depend on it, though I question whether our species deserves survival.

Devuan 2 just came out. It works great right out of the box.

I have also been trying to get the hang of Slackware, but the learning curve is pretty brutal.

Here are the four types of wealth, in order of value:

1. Skills and relationships.
2. Tools, supplies and materials.
3. Silver and gold.
4. The enemy country's fiat money, and various financial instruments denominated in said money.

##1-3 are the types of wealth a person should try to accumulate. How a person acquires the enemy country's fiat money to accomplish this is another question.

The social ostracism of enemy officials (surrounding them at restaurants, denying them service, etc.) we've seen in the past week is a good start.

Visiting their homes and ostracizing them in front of their neighbors would be a good next step.

Further, this practice ought to be expanded to include business leaders, who are also enemies of the People.

The best option is not to participate in the enemy's rituals, because a) said rituals often have a predetermined result; b) participation gives the enemy a veneer of legitimacy which it does not deserve; c) mere participation does not "standing up for what you believe in" make.

Direct action against the enemy is the correct posture.

There is a place where the traitor Jeff Sessions sleeps at night, and this place is located on Earth.

That place needs to be found; and at the correct moment it needs to be barricaded and burned to ash.

There is no other moral response.

There comes a point where the marginal utility of informing people about the latest horrifying thing the enemy has done is outweighed by the ... let's call it "outrage fatigue" ... that said information causes.

When this point arrives--and I argue that it arrived months ago--the only moral response to the enemy's latest horror is the extermination of the enemy, and everyone already knows it.

The term "military contractors" obfuscates who the enemy really is.

The companies making millions off of the latest horror are made up of people, and those people have names and addresses.

The only moral response is to name those names, determine those addresses, publish that information, and encourage everyone who sees it to go to to the places in question and do what's right.