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It’s a fridge. It doesn’t even need an 8 bit microcontroller from the 1970s.
I no longer understand computers, what they’re for, how they work, or what people do with them.
We have made computing non-deterministic. We’re busy giving sentience to refrigerators that can’t keep ice cream frozen.
I want to live in a cabin far away from people with a Commodore 64 and a CB radio.
Just today for example I called some guy scum and threw a plastic bag in his face because he took his dog to the beach and wouldn’t pick up his shit.
I'm getting there. Interacting with people is exhausting. On public transit it's just endless annoyances and I feel the snappy bit inside me is getting closer.