Tissue?
I hope so.
I would love a class action lawsuit against all these bastards.
I wonder if Microsoft is going to find a way to get rid of that automatic tracking in Windows 10 before they're busted with Facebook and Google and all the other bad actors.
Those shills also tell us whether we're over the target or not.
I'm amazed by how many targets actually exist. That evil is really bad out there. Worse than I could've imagined.
Well, before you and I go any further in this conversation, you need to tell me who created Math? And then proceeded to somehow stick that Math inside you and me and everybody from conception.
But first things first, who created Math?
I've had a good look at all the organized religions. In depth. Including their own creation histories.
I was born looking for God. He didn't make it easy. Faith is the hardest thing I ever learned. You get what you need, when you need it. Especially if you're doing all you can to survive, but I digress.
I decided the best and quickest way to God was to do exactly what Jesus said: give up all you own and follow me.
So, I packed a backpack with everything I thought I needed. It was heavy. I closed the door on my apartment in Seattle and set off for Denver on my thumb.
Had to walk about ten miles from outside of Denver to Capitol HIll. I had no money. I had this heavy backpack. Ran out of cigarettes.
Started paring down the contents of that backpack, piece here, piece there.
It's really a long story but Jesus was right–no man gets to the Father but by him.
Jesus is the reason I found God. Or should I say, God took notice of me.
For which I am so very thankful.
But short of raising my child, doing exactly what Jesus said was the hardest road I ever traveled.
Faith is not for the faint of heart.
You know what amazes me?
I've had more Christians tell me that Jesus will return like a thief in the night. Says so right in that Bible, or more specifically, that new Testament.
The most notable asset of a thief in the night is the ability to come and go unnoticed.
Anon, I am really careful about speaking for God. Real careful.
You don't know God's intent any more than I do. I'm more than willing to accept that. You should, too.
Now you can't say you weren't warned. funny how that works, huh?
Calling people names doesn't help either.
The board is what it is. We are under attack. Yet here you are discussing the state of the board and how it has changed and quality has gone downhill and woe is me, woe is me, woe is me.
Bring some positive thoughts. Tomorrow morning when you get up, find one thing you can be thankful for. Maybe in the days to come you will find more. Hell, just doing this could be a mental sea change for ya.
In the meantime, you can bitch from the rear with the gear.
I red pilled a friend of mine yesterday. That was so amazing.
It's actually quite fun when you're well armed.