Jump to content
Sturgeon's House

Search the Community

Showing results for tags 'ideas for the industrious'.



More search options

  • Search By Tags

    Type tags separated by commas.
  • Search By Author

Content Type


Forums

  • The Outer Rim
    • Open Discussion
    • Aerospace
    • Naval Discussion
    • Mechanized Warfare
    • Ballistics Science Discussion
    • Infantry Tools & Tactics
    • Dr. Strangelove's Nuclear Palace
    • Biosciences
    • History, Culture, and Archaeology
    • Fiction & Entertainment
    • Computers, Software, and Tech Support
    • Historical Warfare
    • Sturgeon's Contests

Blogs

  • Of IS-7s and Other Things
  • Archive Awareness
  • Unstart's Blog
  • The Sherman Blog
  • U-47

Calendars

  • Community Calendar

Found 1 result

  1. I've been meditating a lot lately on humans that I hate. I would say "people I hate," but once I take to hating a someone enough I de-classify them as a person. I've been focusing on hate more because I've realized that there is no point in marinating in negative emotions. What I had mistaken for righteous indignation was really jealousy. I'm not angry at the fraudulent because I hate fraud; I'm angry because they're talentless hacks and I could do a far better job. But I'm lazy, so you, my talented reader, you must do a better job, and become a more ravenous, vicious, and unstoppable leech than ever these mediocre reprobates could dream. I got the idea when I was reading the latest drivel from our favorite poly sci majors, and I realized that the authors are fundamentally parasitic con artists, and, more to the point, half-assed ones. The article is only worth reading if you want to heckle it. It has no factual content. The funniest part is probably where they're talking up the threat of firearms made on 3D printers, and then bring up the Ghost Gunner, which isn't a 3D printer. It's a fucking mill. You know, an example of that old-fashioned subtractive manufacture that's supposed to be obsolete now. This is as intellectually honest as hyping the threat of being stung to death by zebras in the streets, and pointing out that tapirs will bite your fucking arm off as evidence of the severity of the threat. I am, of course, heartened to see that these worms have doubled down on their claim that 3D printing is somehow applicable to clandestine manufacture of nuclear weapons, and are, as before, aggressively misunderstanding fundamental facts about isotope enrichment. If there's anything that these scum are good at, it's ignoring basic fucking nuclear physics. But other than that, it's not a particularly slick attempt to sew panic and profit thereby. The best possible result from this sort of scaremongering is that some useless government regulatory agency will be set up to strangle 3D printing with useless regulations. This useless agency will have some number of jobs that will be filled with poly sci majors and other unemployable refuse. Anyone employed in this hypothetical useless agency would work nine to five in a cubicle, watching whatever their favorite deviant sort of porn is, calling in sick about a third of the time, and occasionally writing internal correspondence that will be beautifully devoid of meaning. Is this sort of soul-raping mediocrity anyone's idea of a big steal? Because if getting a fake job at a fake agency to police a fake threat is your notion of making it, please enclose yourself in a running incinerator. You have some sort of pathogen that causes you to aspire to being a moderate nuisance, and that sort of plague needs to stop now. The problem with these people is that their lies are small. As we all know, big lies are better than little ones. Don't stretch the truth; snap it right the fuck off. The only thing standing between you and gigantic yachts made of cocaine is a sentimental attachment to the truth. The lord of this world will only reward you fully if you embrace him fully. Highly successful liars don't embroider the truth, they dispense with it entirely. Consummate your marriage to darkness and falsity, and receive glorious rewards. Don't say that the Eisenhower administration should have been more aggressive in defense spending and research. Say that the Soviets have more bombers and more missiles. You'll get to be president of Camelot, fuck Marilyn Monroe and will be spared the indignity of old age. Don't say that 3D printing could change the way nuclear weapons are made in the future. Claim that the Iranians and North Koreans, and hell, that the South Africans all made their nuclear weapons by using 3D printers. When asked for evidence of your nonsense, point to the South African invasion of Sudan. Say so with absolute arrogance and an unshakable air of moral superiority. If you are loud and persistent enough, and lie outrageously enough, Satan will come through. Don't shill for big coal companies by claiming that coal gasification technology will improve atmospheric conditions. That's only stretching the truth. You've got to go all the way, and just burn regular coal that you painted with Elmer's glue. Your enemies will end up under review, and you'll get millions in tax credits. Satan delivers. Praise Satan. But you have to be willing to go all the way with Satan. Satan despises spineless, cowering wretches who sin a little to get ahead but still consider themselves fundamentally decent people. Satan came through for the solar roadways bastards. Satan came through for Leroy Jenkins. Trust in Satan, and you will excel. Don't you trust Satan? Do you think that Satan is ignorant of your duplicity? You cannot serve two masters. Drink deep or taste not.
×