This fucker is not going to allow elections in 2028. Buckle up, boys.

Give it some time. They’ll fix it with chems.

So far.

Also, I hope you’re right.

Why does Obama keep shitting trump’s pants? It’s been like 10 years. Isn’t he bored of it yet?

SAD!

We’ve not lost sight of those atrocities.

We on Lemmy are capable of thinking about multiple things at a time. Sounds weird, I know.

It was Putin, and it wasn’t trump pissing on escorts, it was trump ordering underage girls to piss on the bed Obama slept in as he watched. Reportedly, it didn’t stop there.
Trump was staying at a hotel in Moscow, and Putin, being ex-KGB, had cameras everywhere, and he provided the girls. Putin has video of trump raping girls in Moscow.

Show me all these 28 year olds who refuse to work. Because I see mostly 28 year olds who want to work but can’t find jobs, and a handful who wish they could work but are disabled.

This fucking out of touch hoser needs to spend a day in the real world.

I started doing this a while ago– misgendering people who claim pronouns shouldn’t matter. It’s amazing how important they suddenly become to conservative guys when you start calling them ‘she’.

Like wait, it hurts your feelings when I refer to you as ‘she’? Is that… disrespectful of your gender identity?? 😱

And go where? Someplace else that doesn’t want them?

Be real, you just want them to die. To be gone, permanently. Don’t address the reasons people are homeless. Don’t provide actual housing. They’ll be fodder for labour camps soon enough, anyhow.

Nevermind there are currently 28 vacant homes for every one person experiencing homelessness in the U.S., many of which are owned not by individuals but by corporate conglomerates that have no incentive to fill them with people, since they’re a tax write-off.

Fuck everything about this. In modern society, housing should be a human right. There’s already more than enough to go round.

e: though now I think about it, what else should we expect from the US’s most famously notorious slumlord?

What on earth makes people think this is a desirable look? It’s grotesque. Like literally, in the classical art meaning, grotesque. Like living gargoyles. And many of them were actually beautiful before this butchery.

This is literally how tariffs work. They don’t benefit you. They fuck you in your anus. We tried to tell you.

By all rights, this kid should be in prison. Since we couldn’t do that, shunning him relentlessly will have to do.

Trump: Many people borrowed Epstein’s plane. That means nothing.

ATS: Your personal jet landed there dozens of times.

Trump: Uh… that was for business.

A: they’re betting most people will accept it, and they’re right. The same thing happened in the early 80s when cable television advertised themselves as the pay-for-ad-free service, then started sneaking ads in. People complained, sure, but we all saw the outcome. They got away with it.

B: Greed, capitalism, and fuck you.

Neat. I wish I could do that. I tried several years ago when I actually had some money because I saw this coming. Nobody wanted disabled people then, and less so Americans now.

People wouldn’t listen back then, when I was called hyperbolic and alarmist, and good fucking luck leaving now. People think leaving is easy – it’s not. We’re stuck in this shit show.

Can’t fix it, can’t leave. Going down with the ship. Fuck everyone who voted to kill me. I will not survive this administration. I’ll probably die within the year because, though I worked my ass off in IT since the 90s, I had to burn through my savings by being weak enough to get sick. *I already have to choose between food and medicine, so I mostly don’t eat. I’ll just stop buying medicine.

So fuck me, I deserve to die now. There’s no escape. There’s no hope.

Saw an article yesterday interviewing a couple who says they’ll now have to rebuild their beachfront house for the third time, and that their second rebuild wasn’t even finished when Helene sent their house surfing down the street. That their insurance won’t cover it.

I’m flabbergasted that anyone would even consider rebuilding there. You’re lucky to even have insurance – most insurance companies have been fleeing the state.

Here’s a radical idea: don’t rebuild there. This is only going to get worse.

Just so these dipshits know, I’m already feeling the cuts to Medicare/Medicaid staffing and services.

I live in the US and rely on Medicare because I’m fully disabled, to the point of being homebound.

Apparently the division that deals with remote visiting technology has been cut, so they can’t legally fill my prescriptions anymore unless I physically travel nearly an hour to their office every 3 months to remain eligible, and my doctor can’t legally renew medications that I’ve been on for 20 years. Within a couple of months I’ll have to stop taking all of my long term maintenance meds because I cannot travel to their office.

This will remove all my quality of life and will kill me slowly. I don’t want to die slowly of neglect, so I’ve got a decision to make, and I’m putting it off because I really don’t want to die yet.

I don’t know what to say except I have a name. I’m Lilly Piper. I’m a very good user experience designer, a pretty good writer, and decent friend.

We’re not faceless or nameless. I just want someone to remember that there are names behind these policies.

I’m good at sewing; I make period correct corsets from the 1800s and before (proof and more proof).

I’m actually great at sewing. I do embroidery and am a great listener. I’m also a good writer and editor. I didn’t need to die like this, but I won’t be homeless again, and I won’t beg in the streets for medicine. I just won’t.

e: links

Turns out fish are self aware and way smarter than once thought.

So maybe they’re critiquing your masturbation technique.

Continuing to prove CEOs are leeches with no morals.

Owning a cybertruck is an indication the driver is a Nazi. It was always an indicator of very poor taste, but now it marks you as a Nazi. Don’t bother trying to change my mind. I know it, my cat knows it, the mould in that tupperware I keep putting off opening in the far reaches of my fridge knows it.

No excuses now, and no bumper stickers will dissuade me. It’s been long enough, sell the thing or start sieg heiling.