Cool beans - I’ll shoot you a thread about my latest audiobook.

No, the problem is that you’re a person who posted 34 diff. items to K.Bin and two bug reports and you think that qualifies you to comment on K.Bin overall. Not for nothing - what qualifies me to speak on this topic is that I’ve been posting stuff every day to /m/scifi (with time out for vacations and illness). I know there are things wrong with scifi and K.Bin - but I’m putting the time in to make things better. What are you doing? You moderate /m/men and your stated goal is “This magazine is dedicated to discussions of issues that men and boys face, especially disadvantages or discrimination due to their gender, from an egalitarian perspective.” People want stuff to read, not people to point at ‘the problem.’ K.bin is fine for what it is - if you want ‘more hands on deck’, go be one of those hands.

My bardie, he don’t talk sweet
He ain’t got much to say
But he loves me, loves me, loves me
I know that he loves me anyway
And maybe he don’t dress fine
But I don’t really mind

Let’s hear it for the bard
Let’s give the bard a hand
Let’s hear it for my bardie
You know you gotta understand
Oh, maybe he’s no Romeo
But he’s my lovin’ one-man show
Oh, whoa-oa-oa
Let’s hear it for the bard

@fchaverri I wrote him an epitaph to do one thing that forty years worth of law enforcement and media hype never seemed to do: Look at Kevin Mitnick as a person.

has sent a letter of apology to the local prosecutor’s office

Oh cool, a written confession - thanks for making it so easy for us - the cops

Get out.

Ozymandias
BY PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY

I met a traveller from an antique land,
Who said—“Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. . . . Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed;
And on the pedestal, these words appear:
My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings;
Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair!
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away.”

If I was the employer, I’d want to know what my employee is still doing on Twitter. “Don’t you know about Mastodon?”

“This city should not exist - it is a monument to man’s arrogance.”