Re:Nintendo Switch prevents downgrades by irreparably blowin...
by notreallyserio on Wednesday March 23, 2022 @11:15AM
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> but knowing my comments will, despite immense reverence, or correctness, be ignored by the silent masses
lol? This is your reply to people literally begging you to share your story? That other people won't read it? We can't all get the audience we want.
Re:Nintendo Switch prevents downgrades by irreparably blowin...
by Jerrrry on Wednesday March 23, 2022 @03:06PM
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i was explaining the feeling. it's the same shared in the sibling comment, but it is basically more emotionally draining because of the personal involvement, with guilty tinges of self-resentment
im sure the french have a word for it
Re:Nintendo Switch prevents downgrades by irreparably blowin...
by folli on Wednesday March 23, 2022 @01:24AM
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Could you switch to attack mode and publish your own story/blog/podcast? This way you wouldn't need to react to an existing article but present the story from afresh.
Re:Nintendo Switch prevents downgrades by irreparably blowin...
by Jerrrry on Wednesday March 23, 2022 @01:54AM
(#30775416)
I am concerned with 3 letter agencies, but still entertain the idea of maintaining two, unrelated, uncorrelatable, and hopefully forever separate, internet identities.
Like an internet-mullet. Business in my name, party behind an alias.
The interesting bit would be writing and maintaining two distinct sites/corpus.
It is generally recommended (OPSEC Bible rule 3) to never publish, however, I have more stories to tell now than future crimes to commit, so, one day, yes, I would like to.
That's the pain I feel when facing this new instance of the affect, in a more palatable form:
I could comment on the internet - but knowing my comments will, despite immense reverence, or correctness, be ignored by the silent masses, turns the effect into an affliction.
The man reading the newspaper can mutter the facts under his breath. Had he yell louder, still, nothing will change - his breakfast partner bemoaned.
The miniscule chance of my comment correcting the record pains me. Had I yell louder, maybe someone will take note. But I can't - because they won't, and the possibility of my pertinent, small chance of making a difference gets irrevocably distant, as an algorithm pushes the topic of collective interest to someone else's disdain.
So I reload the page, and forget what I knew.