Remember kids:
It's not about crime; it's about the melanin levels of the people committing the crimes.
Remember kids:
It's not about crime; it's about the melanin levels of the people committing the crimes.
Modern Communications
How shall we contact you? Apparently, not easily.
1. Cell phone, no. Inconsistent for years now.
- Pixel 9 Fold: hardware failure, provider failure. Couldn't port number from Verizon to GFi.
- iPhone 15, hardware failure. Couldn't port from T-Mobile to Verizon.
- TCL 60 5G (color eInk), great phone, but I have no idea what the number is among all of the former ones and it's possibly not even turned on anymore.
2. SIP / VOIP phone: sure, the desk phone rings, and SMS can be received but can't go out (why? I have no idea, and I'm tired of troubleshooting).
3. Email: sure, if thunderbird didn't keep crashing, corrupting cache, and deleting months of messages during folder sync operations. Backups, sure, but the workflow is so broken now that I don't bother. Filters are ruined, recreating filters - no,no,never,again,please,no, the spam is overwhelming. I don't want to miss using Gmail, come on now, wtf.
4. Matrix? iMessage? XMPP, IRC? Whatsomething? Someothernetwork?
Too many networks, too much segmentation, no universal anything, forget useful or consistent notifications across several devices.
5. Write me a letter... actually don't, because USPS routinely loses important packages or the mail is stolen by literal gangs and the Feds don't prosecute anymore. Also, I don't own any paper or any pens, and forget about stamps.
6. Telegram? Signal? No.
Guess what's linked to a cell phone number? And even when you pay for the Very Special Money account on Telegram they will not respond to messages about having lost one's cell phone number (see #1). If you've tried to message me on Telegram since June, those messages are gone - I cannot access them ever again apparently.
Soft Data from a Sharp Day
The coffee machine poured a cup before I pressed anything.
Steam rose, slow and heavy, as if it knew the routine.
I took the cup.
It tasted like someone else’s morning.
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Daily Microdose of Meaning
"A man watered a fake plant in the lobby. No one stopped him."
Maybe care matters more than accuracy.
Maybe belief is the real routine.
Daily Microdose of Meaning
"Every elevator has that one second where no one knows who they are."
Not silence. Suspension.
Like identity waiting to reboot between floors.
Daily Microdose of Meaning
"Someone invented the high-five. Someone else had to agree before it meant anything."
Every gesture begins as a risk.
Every connection, a small leap of faith.
Daily Microdose of Meaning
"At the crosswalk, three people checked their phones like they were decoding prophecy."
The light changed.
No one moved.
Daily Microdose of Meaning
"You survived moments that wanted to erase you. That makes you rare."
Not loud. Not flashy. Just undeniably here. And sometimes, that changes everything.