mtp
Just another carbon unit infesting the creator's planet.
Western Hungary has been thoroughly charming.
I can't overstate how nice it is to visit somewhere off the beaten path when it comes to the major school holidays in DACH.
There is something deeply unsettling about Corporate Memphis as a visual language.
It’s the kind of language that we all know would be used in Soylent Green’s literature on thanatoria of the film were made today due to its euphemistic conveyance of violence.
To wit, look at how the effective generative AI is at producing these specimens:
Hut ab vor der Bünzli-Frau, die den Ahnungslosen die Einhaltung des Links-Gehen-Rechts-Stehen-Reglements in Erinnerung brachte.
The SEM report from Nov. 2025 in this is fascinating:
This was a good trip.
I am going to miss the pickled delights from Hungary. This part of the flavor palette is primally appealing. Maybe one of the most notable memories food-wise will be the tökmagolajos savanyú káposzta.
Zala County is endowed with rustic nature. My chief memories will be canoeing on Kis-Balaton and exploring the bluffs.
There is something rather triggering about seeing firms that offer subscription bundles under a brand monicker of “One.”
My brain can’t stop replacing: “one” with “rent-seeking one stop.”
Also: damn — did these firms just copy one another’s vibes here with this name convention.
@_dm@infosec.exchange Looking forward to the feature requests to support the new Trümpmenbaşy calendar across the various ecosystems.
The “gotcha!” level of cynicism in American discourse that writes off good policy with good intentions:
1. as being bad for having (any) unintended bad consequences
2. as being bad due to being supposedly an instance of regulatory capture in the vested interests of another party
is going to prevent any material recovery over any span of time. (Commentary on the story arch of the locale and its people spanning back to my adolescence. Too fucking cynical to survive.)
