

This Buds not for you.
The drill have started to move.
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/L'esprit_de_l'escalier
L’esprit de l’escalier or l’esprit d’escalier … ‘staircase wit’ is a French term used in English for the predicament of thinking of the perfect reply too late.
Realizing that you are doing this is on the path to enlightenment.
We played the hell out of q3 starting with beta because it ran on Linux, macOS classic and windows, and my crew had all those. Riva tnt, g3 tower, amd k6-2, 10-base-T hub.
It’s funny and ironic that you have 10 downvotes but only two replies.
Anyhow I think this is it, but at the same time I do agree with others here that a reply to a downvoted comment promotes community, resilience, and hopefully empathy. But there’s no way it’s going to happen all the time. When it does, it’s great, and when it doesn’t, we shouldn’t be offended.
You don’t even know if the downvotes are coming from an actual human, so a few downvotes shouldn’t make a difference. I realize this isn’t the exact case that the OP is describing though.
This is so asinine I literally loled.
Which is really unexpected if you’re looking at an oil lamp.
Meanwhile me with a Bluetooth speaker and my phone’s built in ambient noise feature.
One of my most memorable experiences skating on “no skateboarding allowed” property in Jr. High, where a RAC came up and one of my friends said “Um, excuse me, suck my dick sir.” I thought “omg we are fucked” and just ran.
Another time in HS I wasn’t even skating, I just had my skateboard with me, and had climbed up onto a wall outside a mall loading dock. I saw the RAC’s coming and got worried they’d be dicks like always and ran into a Walgreens in the mall. I thought they weren’t following me and I’d kill time, so I stopped to do my blood pressure check at the machine, then went to piss. On my way out an undercover RAC slammed me up against the wall and said into his radio “we got him!” Another RAC came and started patting me down, and when he got to the back of my Alternative Tentacles record company shirt, right where the words “Stop Skate Harassment” were printed, I looked back at him, and he said “yeah I see your shirt.” They then said I was a cocaine dealer who had just gone and flushed my stash down the toilet. I was like 16, had never done drugs, and was like “whaaaat? Are you crazy?” They let me go but told me not to come back for 3 months. I worked in that mall though so I ignored them.
Or on skateboards, running from rent-a-cops.
One time as a kid I took a southern Baptist church trip to Central America. When I got back my racist uncle said “y’all look like a bunch of foreigners.” Mind you that at the time I was blond enough to be a Hitler Youth poster boy, but heaven forbid my skin was brown from being in the sun. 🙄
I think that was a potential “something else” aisle.
Try mindfulness meditation. It has helped me get reins on my running mind, especially when I’m trying to sleep.
The layered security model has redundancy built in as a feature.
What’s wrong with privacy badger?
“Does Big Brother exist?”
“Of course he exists. The Party exists. Big Brother is the embodiment of the Party.”