anyone here actually read ebooks?
i run a lit mag and i'm trying to determine if it's worth the significant extra effort to put epub & kindle out there.
they barely sell. i do much better with the print editions. i'm just not sure if the audience is small but loyal, or if digital feels like a bonus addon that people take but never actually read.
please give me your insights!!! i need perspective outside my own. :)
boost too, if you'd be so kind.
birdsite auto-moderation failure thoughts
the emphatic summary statement of problems being discussed is often missing from threaded conversations because it's controversial to the people who hate minorities and they report it a lot -- possibly even programmatically having it reported by bots on some people's accounts at this point
venting about depression & suicide
Fuck depression.
Fuck depression for ruining the lives of wonderful people in times of stress.
Fuck depression for leaving scars both mental and physical on so many.
Fuck depression for taking the lives of so many good people before their time.
But most of all? Fuck society for viewing depression as laziness.
For seeing suicide as intentionally selfish.
For voicing thousands of reasons to hate the depressed and berating those who love and care for them.
We must love and support each other... our freedom depends upon it!
Bayspreading: the web coding equivalent of 'manspreading', where your web page loads stuff from a million separate Amazon and Google servers located in the San Francisco Bay Area because you figure 'the Silicon Valley Cloud is everyone's personal computer these days, isn't it?'
and you don't realise 'everyone' in the world doesn't host data in the legal jurisdiction of the USA or even wants their data packets going beyond their local USB cable.
vaguely warm take
honestly if there's one thing I hate about most implementations of "realism" is that it's always just to reduce diversity, color nad just... the whole vibrancy to things that makes it all enjoyable to begin with
like truth is often much stranger than fiction and it's perfectly possible to get super weird while still staying well within the bounds of our universe, embrace that shit
embellish it, even
game idea:
you're a soft-spoken and forgetful expands-in-water dinosaur sponge in the distant, arid future
you're in a dessicated stasis when a still-running social markov bot posts 'meds reminder' to a media feed in your vicinity, spurring you to roll/waddle your way to all the nearest water sources to keep hydrated, lest you fall back into capsule stasis. you do this out of a desire to find the bot that reinvigorated your spirit and express your delicate, absorbent gratitude
a large plural system // endogenic, thoughtforms, traumagenic, polyfragmented // scientific, spiritual, cosmological
writers, musicians, photographers, too much random technological trivia