lemmy has multiple implementations already
No it doesn’t? There is only one Lemmy implementation. There are some similar alternatives like PieFed and Mbin but those are separate implementations and are not in any way related to Lemmy, aside from using the same ActivityPub extensions.
There is really no such thing as a “platform type” - it’s all ActvityPub under the hood.
… what would the metric unit be? 🤔
A big one is “How does an instance change their underlying implementation?”. Like how could a lemmy instance decide to migrate to become a Mastodon instance?
Currently that’s just not possible, but it seems important for the long term survival of an instance. It seems naive to think that an instance will stay the same implementation forever. But ActivityPub basically makes this impossible.
As long as the reason for the ban says that it was personally requested, then I don’t see why it would be a bad thing. Obviously being banned from another instance for legitimate reasons is a cause for concern and could lead to trouble in your own instance, but if it is clear that it was only because you requested it yourself, then it’s fine.
You should just switch to an instance that defederate those instances, or convince your current instance to do so.
Getting fired with cause doesn’t come with severance
Yea this is fucked and needs to be fixed.
So aside from Baldurs gate 3, who’s actually making good RPGs these days?
Why don’t they just keep working from home and get fired? Instead of having to quit themselves?
So as far as I gather, it’s still just as open source as before but you just can’t sell it on the Confluence marketplace? Seems fair.
Never forget to put glue on pizza, it really brings out a good flavour and makes the cheese all stringy!
omg what is this, reverse psychology? lol
Don’t feel obliged haha 😅
Finished season 2 of Ancient Magus Bride. I think the first part of season 2 is okay but it got boring for me at the end. Too many other characters that I honestly don’t care much for and too few scenes with Chise and Elias together, which is what I feel the story is truly about. Episode 6 is amazing though, maybe even the best episode of the whole show so far.
Will check out Summer Time Rendering next! Do let me know if you ever give Steins;Gate another shot.
Is it possible to define an ecosystem in such a way that one can predict how it will evolve in stages?
Intuitively, I think this would be a chaotic system, much like the weather. Chaotic systems cannot be predicted over long time scales.
I mean… I feel like this could still apply 😅
I don’t actually see that many political questions in this comm but maybe that’s just me. Looking at the top of all time, I mostly notice this one, which honestly is more like a rant than a question (I dislike Trump as much as the next guy but this is clearly not a neutrally stated/good faith question and just a way for the OP to vent their frustration) and should probably be removed on that basis rather than it being a political question.
Honestly looking further, a lot of the political “questions” in this comm are just rants disguised as questions. I think it would make sense to disallow rants. You could say it’s already included under the “all posts must be legitimate questions” part of rule 1 but explicitly calling it out and enforcing it would be nice.
To save it and save people a click to reddit:
Just about every time I see someone I stop. I kind of got out of the habit in the last couple of years, moved to a big city and all that, my girlfriend wasn’t too stoked on the practice. Then some shit happened to me that changed me and I am back to offering rides habitually. If you would indulge me, it is long story and has almost nothing to do with hitch hiking other than happening on a road.
This past year I have had 3 instances of car trouble. A blow out on a freeway, a bunch of blown fuses and an out of gas situation. All of them were while driving other people’s cars which, for some reason, makes it worse on an emotional level. It makes it worse on a practical level as well, what with the fact that I carry things like a jack and extra fuses in my car, and know enough not to park, facing downhill, on a steep incline with less than a gallon of fuel.
Anyway, each of these times this shit happened I was DISGUSTED with how people would not bother to help me. I spent hours on the side of the freeway waiting, watching roadside assistance vehicles blow past me, for AAA to show. The 4 gas stations I asked for a gas can at told me that they couldn’t loan them out “for my safety” but I could buy a really shitty 1-gallon one with no cap for $15. It was enough, each time, to make you say shit like “this country is going to hell in a handbasket.”
But you know who came to my rescue all three times? Immigrants. Mexican immigrants. None of them spoke a lick of the language. But one of those dudes had a profound affect on me.
He was the guy that stopped to help me with a blow out with his whole family of 6 in tow. I was on the side of the road for close to 4 hours. Big jeep, blown rear tire, had a spare but no jack. I had signs in the windows of the car, big signs that said NEED A JACK and offered money. No dice. Right as I am about to give up and just hitch out there a van pulls over and dude bounds out. He sizes the situation up and calls for his youngest daughter who speaks english. He conveys through her that he has a jack but it is too small for the Jeep so we will need to brace it. He produces a saw from the van and cuts a log out of a downed tree on the side of the road. We rolled it over, put his jack on top, and bam, in business. I start taking the wheel off and, if you can believe it, I broke his tire iron. It was one of those collapsible ones and I wasn’t careful and I snapped the head I needed clean off. Fuck.
No worries, he runs to the van, gives it to his wife and she is gone in a flash, down the road to buy a tire iron. She is back in 15 minutes, we finish the job with a little sweat and cussing (stupid log was starting to give), and I am a very happy man. We are both filthy and sweaty. The wife produces a large water jug for us to wash our hands in. I tried to put a 20 in the man’s hand but he wouldn’t take it so I instead gave it to his wife as quietly as I could. I thanked them up one side and down the other. I asked the little girl where they lived, thinking maybe I could send them a gift for being so awesome. She says they live in Mexico. They are here so mommy and daddy can pick peaches for the next few weeks. After that they are going to pick cherries then go back home. She asks if I have had lunch and when I told her no she gave me a tamale from their cooler, the best fucking tamale I have ever had.
So, to clarify, a family that is undoubtedly poorer than you, me, and just about everyone else on that stretch of road, working on a seasonal basis where time is money, took an hour or two out of their day to help some strange dude on the side of the road when people in tow trucks were just passing me by. Wow…
But we aren’t done yet. I thank them again and walk back to my car and open the foil on the tamale cause I am starving at this point and what do I find inside? My fucking $20 bill! I whirl around and run up to the van and the guy rolls his window down. He sees the $20 in my hand and just shaking his head no like he won’t take it. All I can think to say is “Por Favor, Por Favor, Por Favor” with my hands out. Dude just smiles, shakes his head and, with what looked like great concentration, tried his hardest to speak to me in English:
“Today you… tomorrow me.”
Rolled up his window, drove away, his daughter waving to me in the rear view. I sat in my car eating the best fucking tamale of all time and I just cried. Like a little girl. It has been a rough year and nothing has broke my way. This was so out of left field I just couldn’t deal.
In the 5 months since I have changed a couple of tires, given a few rides to gas stations and, once, went 50 miles out of my way to get a girl to an airport. I won’t accept money. Every time I tell them the same thing when we are through:
“Today you… tomorrow me.”
tl;dr: long rambling story about how the kindness of strangers, particularly folks from south of the border, forced me to be more helpful on the road and in life in general. I am sure it won’t be as meaningful to anyone else but it was seriously the highlight of my 2010.
*edit: To the OP, sorry to jack your thread, this has nothing to do with Hitch Hiking. I sort of thought I could just get this off my chest, enjoy the catharsis and watch the story languish at the bottom of the page. Glad people like hearing the tale and I hope it moves you to be more helpful in your day to day. *
Well in some languages other than English the sun is actually called “Sol”.
Ah okay haha. It’s important to like the main character as he’s really in every scene of the whole thing basically.
I will say… it kind of intentionally makes him annoying at the start, which makes for some good development of his character later. But he won’t change completely I suppose. It does start slow, but it will really take off if you get about half-way, and I mean really take off. The first half and the second half are markedly different. You have to enjoy the mystery and just the interactions between the characters as a kind of slice-of-life thing in the start of the anime.
It’s alright, maybe it just isn’t your genre or your thing. Still my personal favourite of all time, but I am a sucker for that kind of story.
You’re talking about Sublinks and it has yet to reach a usable state. It doesn’t seem like development is going particularly fast.