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"Trivially" fits nicely in a margin, too. Suck on that, Andrew and Pierre!

You know what, yeah. It's a Blackberry Mobira Cityman Western Electric Model 500 Nokia 3310 Apple Banana Samsung Galaxy Supernova Explosion iNote Xperia Sidekick N-Gage 3G 4G 5G Pro Max. It's running whatever happens to be the hippest new privacy focused ROM that you haven't used. I need this particular model for my work and to access my bank and if I buy a second phone my dog will die.

If I personally justify to you that I've jumped through as many hoops on my end as possible, will you stop missing the point and realize the onus should not be on each individual end user to partially deshittify the web back into barely usable state?

I didn't ask for advice, but the painkillers are kicking in so I forgive you. I was browsing the intertubes from my bed on my smart telephone. Marvelous, handy little devices these things. The only problem is they don't have a proper fucking version of Firefox available on them, only poor imitations that lack such necessities as ublock origin and whatnot.

This rant is about the way search engines have been kneecapped and searching for simple information on the web is now a massive hassle because some suit wearing bottom feeders with the moral backbone of crustacean thought they could squeeze a few more drops of our collective lifeblood on the unholy altar of mammon by poisoning the well and not even having the common decency to peddle a better cure than fucking markov chains. I don't have anything against content blockers, some of my worst enemies are javascripts, but a client side patch does not solve the problem of every major website (aside from maybe Wikipedia) relying on spyware as a business model, gaming the system to make search engines ignore better sites if there are any, giving a middle finger to regional regulations telling you not to rely on spyware as a business model, and burying whatever useful and relevant information may still be left in droning filler that reads like a middle schooler padding out their essay word count.

As tragically true as it is that intentionally maiming my web browser by disabling web features it's supposed to support in order to browse the actual website I'm browsing on the web with my web browser whose purpose is browsing websites enables it to browse the websites, that's only another item on a long list of reasons why and how the web has been ruthlessly defiled into the grotesque monstrosity it is now. Blessed be ad blocker developers, I hope their next move is inventing a time machine and preventing Google from purchasing DoubleClick in 2008. Preferably using violence.

I love taking medical advice from a machine that only rarely tells me to eat rocks or glue. The only reason the tool supposedly has value is because the websites are made to be bad on purpose so that they make more money.

The popups aren't the only issue!

Fuck the "modern" way, fuck the duck, fuck all prompt bullshit and fuck the geometric cheetah you rode here.

One of the most popular and controversial ways in recent times to use technological means to improve human condition and overcome its natural limitations is gender affirming care, such as hormone replacement therapy. Transhumanism is woke now — hell, "trans" is right there in the name!

Forced mass-adoption of this stuff by consumers is here, now, demanding our approval, attention, and precious time. A public tech demo exists to impress, and the Copilot Gaming Experience does not. Doom on a calculator, but we had to boil a lake or two to get it and are being told it's the future of games. I reject this future. Not only do I find it philosophically and ethically repugnant, it also made my tummy hurt.

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You're finally awake! That fall looked really bad. Cookies? SEO? What are you talking about? Let's go play some browser games on Miniclip.

Raising the cost of living and lowering wages simultaneously? Now that's forward thinking!

Of course it's the dweebiest looking one.

I bet I could win a conversation against any LLM ant day.