There are people here who aren't joiners of political movements that can be summed up in 3 emojis or less. That doesn't make them more, or less worthy.
If a political cause encourages its members to be contemptuous of anyone who doesn't blindly accept it, then that cause is the problem not the solution.
Politicians don't yank my chain. I always saw them as proprietors for the cult of personality. Desperate celebrities who hitched their ride on the shoulders of marginalized people. The Elvi of retail politics.
I don't maintain a list of enemies. Too much fucking work and even if I could make that happen, it would make me the most pointless not-OK butthead in the room.
The wisdom of the path was strong yea verily. Now it's just words in grandfolks' journals. Not the answer.
...Nor am I on the correct path.
...Nor are you...
...Nor are the latest greatest class of daemons extraordinaire.
The business model depends on "triggering" liberals — but they're running out of progressives to bait
aye aye aye again with the triggering?
From an early age, young Hex showed a strong interest in the arts. Young Hex focused primarily on architectural representations, but their style was very awkward and stilted. Instead of progressing, they copied their works from nineteenth century artists, mainly. Hex claimed to be the founder of many artistic movements but drew primarily from Greco Roman classicism, the Italian Renaissance, and Neoclassicism. Given that there was little interest in their art, Hex soon had no other options, and found themselves on the front line, occupying a foxhole at the intersection of the Dardanelles and Gallipoli, fighting off massive swarms of flies and choking on unappetizing bread loaves. It was no place for an up and coming leftist to be and Hex, fully aware, soon managed to desert their post, fleeing for the relative peace of the Italian Riviera.
Hex was conceived in a Paris brothel, fathered by a liberal priest and a notorious whoremonger from Brussel. As far as we know, there was no mother involved. From the beginning life was disturbing for young Hex, certainly it was no Paddington "bell vita". At the age of 18 (months) Hex was placed into foster care by the French Aide sociale à l'enfance (ASE), which operates within a strong framework on a territorial basis, with priorities and protocols being decided in each of France's 101 départements. Unknown to most, the agency is source of a notorious human trafficking network, and so it was that young Hex found themselves living rough, on the mean streets of René-Goupal, a notorious quarter of Montreal, or as the Chicagoans pronounce it, Moan-real.... (TBC, should sufficient interest manifest itself...)
Yea, sounds right. Or as the imminent humanities scholar and Chicago saloon owner, Michael Cassius McDonald once put it, "...There's a sucker born every minute."
Does anyone else find it really funny that the model just doesn't exist? The Vultures Capitalists are busting at the seems for 20 years now, the next big app is gonna break free! but no, its not.
I am not familiar with the term, "federated" or its meaning... I'm hoping to get some serious answers and perhaps even some comedic answers....
Edit: thank you to all who answered my call for enlightenment. I'm even more confused (and hopeful) than I was before!
I'm a noob here. did anyone die at tienaman square?
> https://hexbear.net/create_post?community=philosophy https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Great_Good_Place_(book)
I read this book, The Great, Good Place years ago for a college course and it stuck with me. I first encountered it back in the days of myspace, friendster, etc, the days of relative innocence, of "look ma, no hands!!" Then along came sites like reddit and digg, becoming mainstay even though ultimately tragic flings (Digg) and long-term affairs (reddit, a 16 year journey participating in promise, devolving to ruin). Did social media become the great new places? Or something entirely different?
By the time I turfed reddit I was done anyways, so full of frustration and anger over what could have been, the feeling consisting mainly of being ground underfoot. The Great, Good Place argues that "third places"--Where people can gather, put aside the concerns of work and home, and hang out simply for the pleasures of good company and lively conversation - are the heart of a community's social vitality and the grassroots of democracy. But with the advent of social media, its quite possible they've gone the way of the dinosaur.
I tried some other places, but either they were the online equivalents of round files for spam to be dumped in, or so full of outright racist bloat masquerading as "free speech", that it made my blood levels rise just like as on reddit. Try as I might, I couldn't "hang in there" and make it work, to filter out the bad for truth of finding the occasional good in a place.
Somehow I stumbled upon this site (Hexbear, touted as a place for leftists to gather) and it has me hopeful. Striking similarities to the comradery of discus, combined with the social bookmarking that structures like reddit once offered. Hoping there is political diversity that I can learn new things, and not feed from the same plate day after day, a plate that's been about as far left as you can get since back in my mid-eighties Oly/Evergreen days.
And now for the final question of my rant: Digg, what happened to ye???!!!! Such promise! I've ne'er seen a possibility drained of all potential in such a sudden, and final way. Ok, ok, probably not the best question to end a post that found its way onto the Philosophy forum. So perhaps I ought frame the question along these lines: in this day and age, with the internet going through in one day what took a year back in the early days, do we stand the chance of achieving a great, good gathering place that won't subside into commercial ruin?