If I was still in California, I'd be very tempted to get right in the face of devout computer touchers that still worship King Bazinga and laugh obnoxiously loud in their face in a way that might provoke a fistfight.
That's how I feel right now. For some reason, this many layers of blantant lies with no consequences and credulous techbros still buying into it sort of entertains me but also pisses me off enough that throwing hands, just once, might feel good.
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honestly wondering if it's safer for everyone to have the Foolish Fash in charge, which is a wild thing to be thinking as the parent of a trans kid, but 🤷 here we are