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Cake day: January 28th, 2026

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  • Because reddit moderation has become utterly unbearable, insufferable bad.

    I’ve been using BBSs, newsgroups, MIRC, ICQ, a million ass forums and social media for almost 40 years now.

    I’ve never been banned from anywhere on the net (and before).

    And yet in the last three months I’ve been temp banned 3 times on reddit. All for their AI moderation systems misunderstanding Australian colloquialisms as threatening violence.

    It’s utter bullshit.

    People are leaving reddit as a result.



  • Are we talking form, coz a pizza in the form of a tokamak would be sick.

    Or are we talking ingredients, coz 30 years ago I used to order

    Pizza, thin tomato base. Cheese, tandoori chicken, corn, potato slices with avocado slices. It might have more stuff but the place closed down and no one else will make it for me.

    I would then layer salt and vinegar chips on that motherfucker.

    It was amazing.



  • Once my father was preparing a 15kg salmon for a big dinner party. The phone rang and he turned away for just a moment.

    Our three cats who had been strategically located around him used this moment to pounce. Working together they had leapt onto the bench and pulled it off.

    With a loud splat he came rushing back to find them merciless attacking the fish.

    (the meat with bite marks was strategically removed, and the cats rejoiced).

    The dog into trouble for not stopping the cats.



  • Sales down 1.2%? Still profitable on the order of billions? Better cut 7% of the workforce.

    My companies on paper “profit” (EBITDA) is 8% but I know for a fact that a lot of the billions of “cost” funnelled into capex is being embezzled.

    Because I work in a technical industry servicing secret squirrel stuff it’s basically auditors can’t audit and the government is very hands off (even if they could understand what we sell, which for the most part they don’t. Shit most of us don’t understand it either).

    Basically licence to do whatever you want.

    But because we didn’t hit the declared 11% target they cut the workforce by 10%. They’d didn’t even do an analysis. Basically the CTO just cut people based on their title.

    Fuckers




  • I don’t think people understand how completely different French nuclear weapons and doctrine is compared to the UK and NATO.

    The French have a nuke first strike policy "dissuasion du faible au fort”, deterring a stronger power by threatening unacceptable damage.

    Their policy, is to use a Rafale to, from a Carrier, fire a ASMP-A nuclear tipped cruise missile across the bows of anyone dumb enough to antagonise them.

    Conversely the British have no tactical nuclear weapons like the French. All they operate are the Trident II D5s from their ballistic missile subs, even then they only carry 5 MIRV (est) warheads per missile.

    And no first strike policy either.

    Don’t get me wrong. I very much favour a European military alliance that pushes Europe off the US teat. But the idea of the UK and France changing their doctrine (and a host of other elements) without non nuclear states contributing a significant amount of money is pretty unlikely.


  • Really one day I realized I rather eat lunch with my cats than any of my coworkers and have never looked back

    I know right. Being with my animals, (and I suppose, even my family) is priceless to me.

    I’ll have a puddle of cats on my bed whilst the GSD is wedged between my chair and the bed, my lights are off, my room is dark and cool with a silver of light coming through the top shades. I got my tunes playing and I’m not getting interrupted.

    I got my computers around me, I’m running multiple processes. If I get tired I can roll onto the bed.

    The dog and cats are just happy to hang, we play, do commands and I get to take my dog out for a long lunch time walk.

    Sure the cats do talk back a bit but it’s so much nicer to hear them meow then colleagues crapping about crap.

    I hate going to work. I’m sitting in my office (forced to come in several days a week) and I realise I do not want to speak to a single person. Sometimes I try to avoid speaking to people for an entire day.

    I guess it’s the 20 years I spent running frontline customer service teams that makes you despise humanity. I am in absolutel awe that the vast majority of humans have mastered the skill of inhaling and exhaling. I’m still astounded that people have worked out how to use the buttons on their shirts, or worked out how to pull clothes onto their bodies.

    Seriously I used to image customers sitting at the kitchen table with a shirt over their face and various items of clothes half on their limbs alwhilst trying, but missing, to insert a spoon of cereal into their mouths.

    I cannot tell you how many times I’ve had to make sure the goddam fucking computer was turned on (“oh is that why internet didn’t work?”) before going through troubleshooting steps, only to be meet with a “oh wow it’s working”.

    Argh.

    The other thing about work from home is that 10 years ago when I started my job I might have taken 8 hours to do a particular job.

    Now I’m able to do it in 1 hour (ok fine, 5 mins via scripting and shit). I don’t need to explain or justify to my boss what I’m doing in the 7 hours as long as the job he pays me to do is getting done (I do time sensitive shit so it’s also being available at a moments notice to jump into action).

    Most jobs come down to attitude. Now yes I’m doing my own stuff, picking the kids up at 3pm, walking my dog at lunch, but when the shit hits the fan I’m up at 2am, getting stuff back up and running and hitting/beating deadlines. I don’t mind the messy complex fucked up job and I don’t whinge/give my boss grief (unlike most of the staff I work with). He knows he can give me shit and it’ll get done, properly (not half assed), returned with even a bow tied across it and ready to present to his bosses without any further handling.

    Otherwise WFH is just so superior to WFO, from a cost, time and sheer efficiency point of view.






  • A couple weeks later he ran up a pine tree and got stuck for 4 days again. This time I fashioned a pole and just knocked him off the branch. He fell about 20 feet into a pile of leaves and pine needles and was fine.

    I wasn’t 11 but as a young man, newly purchased home owner and father I was struck by an epiphany that I was able to get a cat after years of never ending moving and renting.

    So I went out and got the greatest cat I could ever find. A grey and white tuxedo.

    Well within a month this idiot had climbed a Norfolk pine tree. A good 20 plus feet, right to the fricken top.

    For 6 hours he meowed and meowed. My daughter meowed and begged for me to get him. Now I was by no means a tree climber but I wasn’t gonna leave em and he clearly couldn’t work out how to get down.

    So up that tree, sap, pine needles, webs, all in my fucking mouth, I climbed until I got to the top and grabbed that idiot. It was fucking terrify (I hate heights). I shoved him in my hoodie and somehow got down.

    Thus he became forever known as stupid cat.

    That said he wasn’t that stupid that he ever repeated it. Never went higher then the first branch of a tree again.