What's up with the new digs?

I have been growing increasingly alarmed at the direction of the country.

I don't know if you've noticed, but a lot of people have decided to give up talking to each other and trying to reach a consensus, and instead have elected to demonize people who disagree with them and attempt to have them thrown out of polite society.

In that environemnt, you can't really express yourself on some platforms without being kicked off them. The public square is now privately owned, and relying on a Facebook or a Twitter to be viewpoint neutral is a laughable error at this point. Add to that the fact that yesterday's totally acceptable and widely held position is today's anathema which must be exposed and destroyed, and you get to the point we're at now - where a bad tweet from a decade ago can destroy your career, get you kicked out of school, and almost certainly get you kicked off of the social media platforms you use to communicate with others.

Hence the need to come up with something more stand-alone and less reliant on a third party. Not entirely, of course, everyone does need an internet provider of some sort. But moving away from third party hosts of content like, for example, Amazon Web Services seems a prudent move. Particularly when something that I might say that's (again) totally fine to say NOW is deemed "problematic" in six month's time by the Grand Secular Inquisition. (Their weapons are fear, surprise, ruthless efficiency, and an almost fanatical devotion to the woke.) I will, I'm sure, have quite a bit to say about the Inquisition. But in the meantime, I am inspired by the old practice of samizdat.

If you're not familiar with that term, it's a Russian word for self-publishing. Works that were deemed by the Soviets to be not acceptable were regularly censored, and forbidden to be distributed. So people in the old Soviet Union used to make their own copies, often by hand, and distribute them. It's interesting that in the Soviet Union, one of the things that was registered and tightly regulated was... typewriters. Because they understood that communication and speech are important, and if you limit the ability of the people to communicate and publish, you might expect that you can constrain their viewpoints and understandings.

So this is a little experiment. Self-hosted. Running on a computer the size of a credit card. Pocketable. Portable. Hopefully able to re-establish itself on the web if it has to be moved. Paranoid? Gosh, I hope so. But if nothing else, a useful safety valve for getting things out. A good exercise in working through perspective and thought. And back to writing.

Writing about what? Pop culture. Anime. D&D. Games. Books, movies. Maybe some music. The way Subnautica hits that dopamine reward cycle so perfectly that gameplay becomes almost addictive. My frustrations with setting up and running a Plex server that no matter what hardware I put the service on, it constantly decides to crash and require a restart. The never-ending existential struggle of loading and unloading the dishwasher. The problems that come from a lack of want. Good podcasts. Bad Movie Bingo.

Maybe some fiction.

Wrongthinking, badfun having, heretical insurgency against the Great Secular Inquisition. One little post at a time.