Boomer Humor Doomergod

That sounds idyllic

Whoopie pies are great but I prefer scrapple for breakfast

Or buy 13 separate plots of land and move your hovel every other fortnight.

Still need to buy the land your hovel is on though

Enhancing your productivity without an increase in your wage is just bending over even more for the people stealing your labor value.

If you do get more efficient be sure to take longer breaks to offset it.

Close. I talk to the customers so the engineers don’t have to.

That would require the democrats to actually do something

I push buttons in my basement in my underwear.

Pay is pretty good because I know what buttons to push in what order.

“Just type in your private key and nobody gets hurt”

I’m over 40 and I’m also rocking armpit length hair. Boomers don’t give me a hard time because I can fix their computers.

We can fill in a bubble on a piece of paper and hand it to the government. They then tell you that there weren’t enough votes to change things and come back in two years.

Because anyone who could be convinced has been already, and it’s just depressing for them.

Can’t ignore it.

Can’t change it.

Only heartburn.

I’d only save the world on the condition that I get to leave when I’m done.

A “dark age” is really just one where records didn’t survive, not that it was particularly bad. This usually follows a breakdown of power structures but the real loss is that we can’t know what happened.

I’m worried that transitioning so much to fragile digital technology could result in massive amounts of knowledge and culture being inaccessible, like that guy’s hard drive full of Bitcoin.

And it’s not just all of society that will be lost, but family history as well. Photographs and letters survive a long, long time. But without strict preservation and keeping old formats alive my grandkids won’t be able to flip through old photos of my family like I can with an old photo album.

And JSON is pronounced “javascripton“

When I was self employed my boss was terrible. He’d make me stop working to jerk me off like ten times a day

I got engaged to an amazing, clever, beautiful, caring, and supportive person and I’m so excited about it.

I’d haunt a data center and randomly flip bits unless they do some kind of weird ceremony at shift changes

Join your ship’s surgeon for an evening of Boccherini duets