Is that Doudou?

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Okay first thing is to get him calm. Sit him down, get him some water, ask him the last thing he remembers, and carefully explain the situation. Probably have to be careful with telling him what year it is - he’s going to have questions about his loved ones that I couldn’t answer. Best course of action then is to have that ticket person call in a curator and a licensed therapist, and just let him talk and collect himself until they arrive.

I’m gonna go with Beckett Mariner from Lower Decks

They are 🌈 gaaay cats 🌈

I have a possibly unpopular take on this….

Whatever you can say, good or bad, about either platform, the one thing that neither of them have control over is the quality of the people who use them. And my observation is that neither platform is more or less attractive to higher quality people.

On both platforms, I see about the same ratio of friendly, affable, helpful people to toxic, angry, terminally online people. And each has its share of communities where terrible people seem to congregate. I come here to joke, shitpost, and sometimes share my perspective and the experiences that have shaped it, and enjoy the company of people here for the same goals. I’ve had as much success (and failure) here as I have anywhere else.

This isn’t an indictment of either platform so much as an indictment of humanity and the condition it’s currently in. That all being said, Reddit’s slow degradation in quality and the reasons for it are well-known and not something Lemmy has a problem with, and hopefully is inoculating itself against.

“Usually it is done by two or more people.”

Listen, I don’t appreciate being called out like this.

You seem like a fungi.

I need to get a couple 9 volt batteries, thanks for the reminder!

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All the ones on my block sound like Aphex Twin.

Has anyone?

I blame SuperBowl ads in part for the current onslaught of nonstop advertising that has crept into every little corner of our lives. Ad makers saw how people began to compare how cute and witty SuperBowl ads were, and it became their Cannes. Then they manufactured a whole subculture around competitive advertising, and said, “Look, people love seeing ads! Forget any ethics we ever had about invasive advertising, people love this shit! Let’s stick it in their faces everywhere they look and they’ll love it even more!”

Okay yeah I don’t have an approach for that lol.

Here’s a little something I learned about talking tech with older folks, boomers in particular…

With a lot of us, you can just be told what to tap/click/type in order to get the device to do what you want, or stop doing what you don’t want. And that’s good enough. For a lot of older folks, they also want to know why - what exactly did I do by tapping/clicking/typing that, and how does that fix the problem, and why is it designed that way to begin with? Knowing that helps them see beyond what’s on the screen to what the device is actually doing. And if they don’t get that info, then the problem with the device remains mysterious.

Whenever I find myself helping an older person with their phone or computer, I try to share as much as I know about whatever we’re doing. And if I can’t I just say, “I don’t know why it’s designed like that but this will fix your problem.” Goes a long way.

Hmmm…I’d add a little more compression.

If I had been asked this fifteen years ago, I’d have said 0/10. I was a time bomb. I quite literally wanted to die and take everyone with me. I was in a marriage with a spouse who was emotionally, physically, and sexually abusive. We had two kids I couldn’t summon the ability to be a good father to because my mental health was in the toilet. I had the career I thought I had always wanted but I dreaded going to work because I was surrounded by hostility by absolutely everyone I served. And I was not earning enough to make any of this bearable. I slogged through my waking hours filled with a rage and hate that was getting harder and harder to keep bottled up.

Eventually I did implode, and it was extremely ugly, and I ended up involuntarily institutionalized for a couple years. Spouse made it all about her and managed to convince everyone in her circle that she was the hero and I was the villain and turned everyone against me, including my kids.

I was in pretty intense therapy for a few years, and during that time I learned a lot not only about myself, but about the people in my life, and what they actually were. I put that knowledge to work once I was in a position to put my life back together.

Today I have a new home, new job, and new friends and family connections that include almost no one from my past. The hardest part is living with the regret of the damage I did to people who didn’t deserve it at the time. But today I have a new son, and while I wish I could have made my relationship with his mom work, at least we still get along and coparent well. New job is demanding of my time but I’m good at it, am respected by my coworkers, and enjoy the work. I give it a solid 7/10 and improving slowly. But man I low-crawled though Hell to get here.