Yeah, I always use GIMP from the command line, it’s just faster.
Linux is nice, but I wish there weren’t so many distros. The entire project should be managed by a central authority that uses violence to punish deviance, like Lenin said.
Maybe if the people giving advice would RTFM, they’d know what isn’t in it.
iPhone is too complicated for most people who don’t want to know what an app is
Exactly. If Linux expects me to open a program before I can use it, that’s already too complicated for most people. I want to just tell the computer what I want and have it so it for me. I don’t want to know what a file is or what Firefox does, leave that nerd shit out of my OS.
Bazzite runs really badly
Depends. Is it plant cheese or breast cheese? Eating breast cheese is perverted.
Is Dayna one of those people who was abused by a disabled person and proceeds to hate all people with that disability because rather than accepting the ugly truth that her abuser chose to do those things, she sought to rationalise her abuse with a convenient narrative about the disability causing the abuse?
No idea, I don’t believe in making up strawmen based on pop culture perceptions of disabilities.
I prefer the autist’s prayer tbh
One day an old jewish pole, living in Warsaw, has his last light bulb burn out. To get a new one he’ll have to stand in line for two hours at the store (and they’ll probably be out by the time he gets there), so he goes up to his attic and starts rummaging around for an old oil lamp he vaguely remembers seeing.
He finds the old brass lamp in the bottom of a trunk that has seen better days. He starts to polish it and (poof!) a genie appears in cloud of smoke.
“Hoho, Mortal!” says the genie, stretching and yawning, “For releasing me I will grant you three wishes.”
The old man thinks for a moment, and says, “I want Genghis Khan resurrected. I want him to re-unite his mongol hordes, march to the Polish border, and then decide he doesn’t want the place and march back home.”
“No sooner said than done!” thunders the genie. “Your second wish?”
“Ok. I want Genghis Khan resurrected. I want him to re-unite his mongol hordes, march to the Polish border, and then decide he doesn’t want the place and march back home.”
“Hmmm. Well, all right. Your third wish?”
“I want Genghis Khan resurrected. I want him to re-unite his --”
“Okokok. Right. What’s this business about Genghis Khan marching to Poland and turning around again?”
The old man smiles. “He has to pass through Russia six times.”
Do trees poop?
The command line is also the ideal way to play Helldivers