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Next month, this bar thread will have been open for 3 years.

How do you guys feel about this? Should all Discordian works be KopyLeft? I like the idea that if I say something sort of cool, somebody else might take it, polish it up, and use it for something really cool. I feel that once an idea leaves your mouth, it's alive in a way you can no longer control.

Well, sure.  Excuse me, I'm going to slap a new cover on F Scott Fitzgerald novels and sell them for my own profit.

Suppose I write "Or kill me" at the very end of the novel, and then read it as if TGRR wrote it.

What?  You mean like if Daisy had syphilis, Tom died of genital warts, and Nick Carroway watched it all in mounting horror, then made off with the silverware and the maid?

Bumping for facebook sig.

I feel perfectly free to make a diagnosis.

He's an asshole, and I don't care why.

Pretty much this.

I've known people who have a diagnosis of psychosis who I'd call friends and people who pride themselves on their mental health who I'd love to see bleed out in a dark alley for the harm they've done.

Whether or not Trump has any mental health conditions is irrelevant to the far greater problem that he's Trump.

Yes.  If you are tied to the tracks and a train is coming, does it matter WHY the person who did this to you did it?  It doesn't matter if they're hearing voices in their heads or maybe you just owed them money, the fact is that you're still on the tracks.  For the moment.

I feel perfectly free to make a diagnosis.

He's an asshole, and I don't care why.

And also, I was right.  Eris isn't some kind of hot hippie chick, she's a crone wading in blood, just trying to have a good time.

It isn't easy, having a good time.

I haven't forgotten shit.  I'm still here, banging my head against the same wall I was banging it against in 2005.  All the artists and philosophers have fucked off for various reasons that usually involve different platforms but also involve other reasons, like the fact that this entire religion is a rabbit hole.  It's a deep, deep rabbit hole and when you get to a certain depth, you find me and Altered GRINNING at you.  We are wearing shreds of clothes that were cool in 2006, and we discarded the cannibalism taboo years ago, out of necessity.

And we're not even at the bottom of the rabbit hole.  No, not even close.  We're just further down than most people can manage without going totally potato and maybe shooting anyone who comes in range in some Godforsaken state like Oklahoma or Texas.  All the rest of the Discordians went swimming to the side and asking for a shower and a full blood change out.

And, more to the point, they saw one tiny aspect of chaos that they were comfortable with or caught up in, and they went haring off after it. 

So what's left?  Altered, CNO, and myself.  We wear meaty smiles and we carry pick axes, because we're still not at the bottom of this rabbit hole, but we're gonna be.  We will be like the philosophical equivalent of Chaffee, Grissom, and White.  And also Faust, but he is more like our mission control, endlessly whispering techie jokes into our helmet receivers as the air reserves run out.

And as for everyone else?  They've gone topside, where they stagger around, pretending that Canada isn't on fire, and weather all over the world is FUCKED, and there's another European war undermining the world's economy...All while trying DESPERATELY to pretend that everything even they agreed WAS going to happen isn't ACTUALLY happening, and then one fine day - sooner rather than later - they would find themselves willing to trade all of their tomorrows for Altered's worst poverty-stricken day.

And don't think even for one moment that we haven't noticed the sneers out of some of our former diggers, don't think for ONE SECOND that we didn't realize that those sneers are there for the fact that we handled our snubs the way Eris intended.  Shit, I made fun of the misfortunes of a bitter enemy and then suddenly I'm a pariah, despite the fact that I burned zero (0) cities down the way I maybe should have, the way Eris would have.  Altered has her own share of snubs and I wouldn't presume to speak for her on this, she does that just fine on her own...And CNO I don't know too much about, aside from his commentary here.

Well, fuck them all, because a snub is a snub and the entire mob of end-times junkies have decided that is exactly what they want to do.

So never mind the hollow laughter as the whole world comes unglued, that's just us down here in the rabbit hole.  Only Altered is growing Borg parts and it's getting kinda scary.

Yeah, but it was embarrassing.

"We, um, lost the rulebook."   

Hey, sorry I'm late to this whole trolling party.


Did we get to the point yet where we all beg and plead for Roger to come back, thereby validating his (mostly) meaningless existence?

Ouch.

Remember when Malaul would lock active threads on a whim?

Image bombs
Gore or porn that's posted as an image rather than a link (and that link has to be marked NSFW).
Anything outright illegal (kiddie porn, threats of physical harm, etc)
Snitching out a PD troll going on somewhere else.
Hacking the board or deliberately using an exploit to fuck up the board.
Stalking someone IRL or posting their PI, or otherwise taking the internet IRL.
Anything that all the admins can agree on as bannable (almost never happens).
Evading a prior ban (results in permanent banning, no exceptions).
Alt accounts will be banned unless we think it's funny, but the original account usually stays.
White supremacist or similar Nazi garbage

All this time, I thought it was just in the sign up page.

[[argh]]

oh you poor fool

there was a time when posting your pics on PD was FEARED

because you KNEW

that SOMEBODY could do something AWFUL with them


for many years, people have posted silly images of themselves, hoping to be lampooned in a ms paint monstrosity of epic artistic laziness.

and for many years, the fear of posting your pics has dwindled. People are braced for some zany spaggotry. They dare even to threaten the oldschool WOMP masters, whose brushes are crusted with blood.

And you are braced for zany mock wrath. Perhaps your head will be WOMPed into some embarrassing movie scene. No harm done.

There is no way to harm you.

but THEN






THEN YOU POSTED PICS OF YOUR PARENTS



YOU POOR FOOL



[argh]

WTF NO

THAT'S MY GRANDMA, YOU SICK FUCK. AND MY UNCLE.
MY RETINAS ARE BURNING

This was the greatest moment in Discordian history, hands down.

Nobody told Jenner about this, apparently.   

And then there's the other side.  As, an example, we have a call-in hotline in our state where you can rat people out for what you perceive to be poor driving.  There is no financial reward.  You don't even get a gold star and a happy face from the faceless bureaucracy.

No, you simply get the satisfaction of going full Karen/Kyle on someone, and fucking up their day, and a fleeting illusion that you, too, are an important part of the system.  For a few seconds you were the boot, which isn't as cool as wearing the boot, but is way better than being on the wrong end of the boot.  You get to feel that you had control over someone else's destiny, even if you can't control your own.  So call in that bastard that you didn't manage to block from his exit ramp and be the boot today.

"COMPLIANCE BRINGS THE CHANCE OF NON-MECHANICAL SEXUAL GRATIFICATION." says the billboard?  Really?  Not in so many words, but if you look at those damn things long enough, that's exactly what it's telling you.  And that's what the dial-a-snitch thing does.  It gives stupid humans a way of generating dopamine without getting all sweaty.  And that's ALL you have to do to keep the majority of the humans under control and even actively on the side of The Machine.

This is what people want.  The Machine still advertises it, which is goofy since they don't have to anymore, but they still do it.

Oh, and they're too busy keeping an eye on you dissidents to bother watching our home-grown Nazi population.  So toe the line.

All I need at work right now is a 30 ton porta-power.

woop