It was a good bit, you fuck.

They're agreeing with you.

120 high capacity strips. 5/8 inch caliber chisel points. steel construction and 100-sheet penetration. I'm dual-wielding these bad boys and can output over 75 staples a minute.

I'm fucking serious about this.

I just finished reading his Stalin book so maybe I'll read that one soon.

Found it. It was Napu Boychuk an Inuit-Canadian boy who was a ballerina dancer who become quadrapelegic, I think. Edit: he got use of his arms partially and legs would move voluntarily at least, no idea where he is now. Hopefully he continues to progress with his movement and stuff and get the best care.

A number of factors weighed on their minds. The distance would prove challenging, and there was an obvious language barrier, although Boychuk had picked up some Spanish through dance. What mattered most, however, was ensuring Boychuk would receive the best care possible.

The children’s mother died of cancer in 2003, after having spent time in four or five different Toronto hospitals. Nothing was wrong with the doctors or nurses, Tuutalik said. The hospitals were just too big.

“When my mother was there, she was just a number. Not a human being, not a person, not a woman with cancer,” she said.

Cira Garcia hospital in Havana, in contrast, is small and intimate. The staff is made up of highly professional, well-meaning people. Tuutalik describes them as “angelic,” and in an interview with the CBC, Dan Boychuk said the level of care in Cuba is “second to none in the world.”

“He would never get his kind of care in Toronto,” he and Tuutalik wrote in Facebook post on Jan. 3.

Dan explained further in an email: “The Cuban health care system leads in medical care generally and there are many who come from Canada and other countries to have surgery, not only for spinal problems but a vast array of medical conditions.”

-bourgeois Canadian newspaper that's trying really hard to thread the needle between "socialized healthcare bad, but Canada better than Cuba"

@Dirt_Owl@hexbear.net, After a week of using that anti-dust spray I did a round two this weekend and there was barely any dust. I think most of the dust that was there was due to me not swapping cloths enough during my first clean last week. So I think I can confirm that it works pretty well. Only thing I would change would be adding like at least 1-2 teaspoons of some kinda' scent/oil to override the white vinegar smell that it'll have for a couple hours.

My room's nicely dust-free for a week+ when I'd sometimes dust on like a Friday afternoon and notice things gettin' dusty again on Monday.

Make sure to save it. Might be handy or old hardware that has weird SD card size limits.

When the Low Mods Rise
Postelaire

When the heavy moderation weighs like a
lid on my spirit, yearning to post
And when the modlog stretches to the horizon,
sadly removing more comments than any sad silence,
When the replies stretch down as prison bars,
And new alts are created, hurting their timid pride
And bitterness behind the signup self-flagellation
And the dripping digital gulag walls...

When the rain of notifications streak down,
A silent swarm of removed come to weave
into the site their smug callout threads
Then suddenly the Admin pins a post.
Casting their hideous new rules to the front page--
Like wailing wraiths shrieking "problematic!" across the site
With woke posts upbeared high.

My account is banned as slow processions of accusations
And misinfo pierce my soul
My defeated account bursts into
Long chains of locked threads stretch endlessly...
And the woke tyrant, IDPOL,
plants neo-pronouns on my abandoned account

The soundtrack's pretty good too. I downloaded that and listen to it before I've even played it.

Watching Andor with my mom over this weekend.

RFK2: Are you implying anything with that question?
Cheryl: Ummmm no, Robert.
RFK2: closely interrogates her face like above for 5-10 seconds (softly, barely audible) okay.
pulls his face away

It's a machine sludge word calculator with "existence ruiner" stamped on the side of it.