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Villa Hadrian, Roma, nov 23
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just-late-roman-republic-things:
Villa Hadrian, Roma, nov 23
[ID: Images of faded black and white mosaics in intricate geometric and floral patterns. ]
Literal definition of spyware:
Also From Microsoft’s own FAQ: “Note that Recall does not perform content moderation. It will not hide information such as passwords or financial account numbers. 🤡
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There’s a way to remove it~
Go into the power shell
then paste in:
reg add HKCU\Software\Policies\Microsoft\Windows\WindowsCopilot /v "TurnOffWindowsCopilot” /t REG_DWORD /f /d 1
like this
Then restart.
Also here is how to turn off the awful search suggestions:incase anyone didnt know there’s some great free software to handle disabling windows bloatware without needing to mess with the command line
these are a mandatory part of every windows install for me. been using them for years and it’s such a lifesaver
Because this has mostly been talked about with Windows 11, heads-up that this installed itself on every Windows 10 computer in our house with this week’s update.
A charming pixelated town with a terribly dark secret….. we’ve officially announce Grave Seasons, our upcoming murder mystery farming simulator this weekend at Summer Games Fest.
AND, we’re collaborating with Blumhouse Games to bring out game to life.
I’ve never been more proud to be the Narrative Director of Perfect Garbage.
The person who ran next to your car when you were a child.
Shoutout to those that never imagined this guy and get really confused when they see everyone agree that they saw them as a kid. My favorite collective hallucination.
Can’t believe this was one of my first posts on tumblr and still my most popular by far! It’s very funny because it was a very sloppy edit I kinda just slapped together in one evening, never thinking it would have any sort of legacy
Ok, other people imagined a person? Because I imagined a dog.
Now I have to know:
What did you imagine running next to the car as a child?
A person
A dog
Another animal
Something else entirely
Jesse, what in hell are you talking about?
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Happy Holidays! 🤍
Our studio will be on a much-deserved holiday break until next year! Our online store and helpdesk will be closed for new orders and inquiries.
Thank you for all your support this year!
IN A DISTANT and second-hand set of dimensions, in an astral plane that was never meant to fly, the curling star-mists waver and part …
See …
“GNU Sir Terry Pratchett” - L-Space Wiki / Ursula K. LeGuin / “Terry Pratchett” - Wikipedia / “GNU” - Urban Dictionary / Going Postal by Terry Pratchett / Reaper Man by Terry Pratchett / Brandon Sanderson / Paul Kidby / The Colour of Magic by Terry Pratchett
Blogging this tweet because this explains SO MUCH about the mindset of pretty much all the folks I’ve known who’re against single-payer, it’s not even funny…
This….
This never occurred to me. Not once. That Americans are against Health Care because they think it actually costs tens of thousands of dollars for a broken arm, hundreds of thousands for a complicated birth, millions for cancer treatment.
Because they’ve never known anything different. The idea that a broken arm is only a couple hundred bucks; a complicated birth a couple thousand; cancer treatment only tens of thousands; all easily covered by existing tax structures.
This explains a lot. And it’s a good example of what I was talking about in my post on scarcity being used to prop up ableism – always question the idea that a resource is genuinely scarce. Even if it seems obvious that it is, quite often that’s the result of careful manipulation and misconceptions that you’re not even aware of.
And never think you’re too smart to be fooled by that kind of thing, it doesn’t work like that. Similarly, don’t think people who are fooled by something are stupid. Nobody can have all the information about everything, and nobody has the time and energy to investigate and put together conscious conclusions about every piece of information they’re given. It doesn’t take being stupid, or even just gullible, to believe something like this.
I currently live in a country without free medical care and still, it’s enormously cheap compared to the USA. An American expat wrote a piece for our English language paper about how she paid more for parking at the hospital than giving birth to her baby that’s pretty interesting:
https://grapevine.is/mag/articles/2016/01/06/healthcare-in-iceland-vs-the-us-weve-got-it-so-good/
Yesterday I had to go to the hospital cause I injured my eye, I’m frankly dreading what the bill is going to be, but what made me balk was being told in the pharmacy that my insurance was denied for the antibiotic eye drops and it’d be over $100 out of pocket. So I didn’t get my eyedrops.
I’ve had these same drops before living in the UK. They cost me seven GBP.
It’s the exact same drug, same steroid, same strain of antibiotic. But somehow the US gets away with charging $100 for a generic non brand version of a drug which is easy to create and widely used. It’s downright robbery, but also a form of eugenics through poverty and class warfare. You keep the poor poor by making sure basic necessities remain unattainable and then you make it seem like the norm so no one fights it.
The rest of the world is not like this.
Eat the rich. Resist.When I was travelling in Germany once, I seriously hurt my ankle. In a few hours, it had swollen to twice its size, and I went to a little ER in a tiny town. I spoke no German and only one nurse spoke English. They ran an X-ray and an MRI to determine what had happened (turned out I had bruised my peroneus brevis muscle and pulled the tendon), gave me a ton of very regulated meds for the pain and swelling, including some supports so I could walk…and my poor little 22-year-old ass was sat there, knowing all of this would cost thousands, if not tens of thousands, back in the US. I was shaking.
I’m in the exam room, post diagnosis and with pill bottles in hand, and in walks the one nurse I’ve been able to speak to the entire time. She pats my hand and tells me (and this is verbatim—I will never forget this conversation as long as I live), “I’m so sorry. We had to run those tests, and they are expensive. You don’t have insurance so you will have to cover the full cost.”
I start crying.
She continues, softly, as if telling me someone has died, “It’s going to be three hundred.”
I start sobbing, certain I’ve misheard, certain that I would be absolutely fucked, broke and going into debt in a foreign country. “Thousand?” I clarify.
Her entire demeanor changed, and she looked at me as if I had sprouted four extra heads. “No,” she says, “euros.”
That moment radicalised me.