I read this article about someone whose life has been totally up-ended by the legal repercussions after her San Francisco neighbors brought complaints about her habit of grabbing packages off their porches to police. I don't know what to say about it except that when you get down into the details of it there's something deeply, gut-wrenchingly wrong here
"The Porch Pirate of Potrero Hill Can’t Believe It Came to This" by Lauren Smiley
https://www.theatlantic.com/technology/archive/2019/11/stealing-amazon-packages-age-nextdoor/598156/
The other night I had a dream about hanging out with someone I don't like. Outside their window, a neighbor had painted, directly on the side of their own house, a mural depicting this person as a prison warden.
Imagine living next door to someone who is, over a series of days, gessoing, sketching out in chalk, laying out the flats, then detail painting, a mural-sized unflattering cariacture of you, such that every time you look outside your bedroom window, you are forced to see it.
You try to pull that "Back in 2019 it was a different time, who can say how they identified" and I'll come back as a black cat to eat your face
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@wintgenstein I literally, sincerely, and 100% seriously mean it when I say that strippers are braver than the troops
Some people are born old.
There were kids in my middle school complaining about the 6th graders being too wild.
They probably grew up to be the assholes whining about all the other young people when they were in their mid-twenties.
I've been condescendingly lectured by 19 year old truscum who assumed I was a young teenager because I didn't subscribe to their conservative beliefs.
Trans, guy of center, well over 18.
I'm in tech and it feels weird.