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Cake day: February 28th, 2026

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  • Novelty wears off quick, and utility scales slowly with price, at least for the thermal. It’s like with real wrist watches Anything under $1.5K is a toy- or so it is claimed, I’m not into clocks, but for thermal shit if you want real gear you’re looking at $2K for the lower-mid range models, buying both thermal and NV is just not an option unless you have serious cash to spend. I got a great deal on the monocular, at $600, and for the price it was decent for a hobbyist, but there were definitive drawbacks, most specifically field of view and distance.

    I did randomly find a turtle sleeping in a bush in the middle of the night in the jungle though. That alone was probably worth the $600 hahahahaha! Nah not really. But it was cool being able to walk on the beach and looking through the thing and see people hundreds of meters away completely unaware of me. And thermals tell you a lot about what people are up to. It was important for my security as I was living in the wild, kind of, but in hindsight I was never in any real danger, and had I been, I had been better of with night vision anyway.



  • I’m not sure if it qualifies as a completely impulse purchase because there was some sort of rationale behind it and I did some research beforehand, but it was very off the cuff- in any case, it was a thermal monocular, and I needed one. Some part of my brain did, at least, and I was in a position where I had the money to do something stupid.

    I was going traveling to far-away lands for an extended period of time, and my night vision has steadily been going as I get older, and being the adventurous type I sometimes find myself in less-than safe environments. So I figured, to get around my handicap, either night-vision or a thermal scope of some sort would be a good thing to have on hand.

    In hindsight I should have gone with night vision rather than thermal, but it was a cool piece of equipment to have with me. It helped me very little in the end, and the NV would have been the better one to bring by far in the end, as I was at greater risk getting lost in the dark than getting jumped by bad people or animals.












  • Isn’t there an explicit bias in your statement? I think it’s kind of relevant that the vast, vast majority of humans don’t even consider this stuff, because they take no issue with accepting that they are men or women. Is that wrong? Are people wrong to think that it’s ok to just be what you are? I genuinely don’t get it.

    By far, by every metric, people are divided into men and women. There are rare exclusions, and those people should be treated just as well as everybody else. It doesn’t matter who they love or what they identify as. They are humans as every human, but it’s bizarre to demand that the totality of humanity abandon their intuitive instincts about masculinity and femininity.

    I mean by your own argument, surely normal “CIS” people (whatever that means, I genuinely don’t know, I don’t keep up with ideological abbreviations) also have a right to be heterosexual women and men. Are they not allowed to believe what people have believed for literally millions of years? I find that offensive. I extend you the courtesy to believe to be whoever you wish, and I acquiesce. Surely you should be able to do the same, otherwise you’re just dictating your beliefs and demanding everybody accepts whatever it is that you say.





  • Can’t fucking believe someone downvoted us for speaking our mind. No worries, I’m used to it. Get a lot worse on the street, just bizarre how disconnected from reality some people are.

    Yeah, lots of alcoholics. I mean lots of drugs overall. A lot of the times it’s the reason we become homeless. A lot of the rest of the time we become addicts after becoming homeless. You hang out with the same people day in day out, and it becomes like kind of a fraternity. In some weird way it’s more honest than “housed society”. It’s like, it reminded me a lot of the army in a way. You’re constantly on your feet, constantly working, constantly hustling, constantly hungry, constantly fighting, constantly on edge, right? And just like in the army you quickly grow tight knit connections with people, because you go through the same fucking struggle every day, not necessarily together, but sometimes, but in any case, at the end of the day, there’s no pretention, there’s no grandstanding, we’re all a bunch of dirty old bums scrounging for food in trash cans, there’s no room for formalities if you catch my drift.

    You ever been homeless? It’s… A humbling experience. A valuable one. Sure as fuck makes you appreciate everything around you a lot more, and sure as fuck makes you realize just how little you actually need to survive, and how bountiful society actually is, and how fighting for survival awakes deep primal instincts in you that you didn’t know you had.

    Sorry for rambling, just happened I suppose. Peace.