Babbling amongst the throng,
The sound of reason is drowned out,
By dischordant unreasoned song,
Unknown to all but one other.
When the light fades from your eyes,
And your face turns cold,
The reflections of memories still echo,
Their half-life yet unknown.
Thought experiment: how would you design a communication system assuming that everyone has internet access, and the ability to introduce people into the system out of band offline, in a way that protected metadata revealing the systems users social graph of interactions?
I no longer think Austrian economics is "the most correct" school of economics.
So we all know the Trump speech was cringe as fuck right?
Interesting...
Tea > Coffee
lmao. I don't even come on here and all of my content is all over the place.
Is it a retard hurricane here too?
How goes the scam?
