No one is useless in this world who lightens the burdens of another. Charles Dickens

The absurdity lies in pretending that infrastructure still dictates service when, in fact, services have become abstracted from the infrastructure that once defined them. Email was once metaphorically aligned with postal mail because it mirrored a sequence of identifiable steps—sender, envelope, address, transport, delivery. But the metaphor is now an anchor. It drags with it legacy concepts like "inboxes," "postmaster," and "sending," when what actually happens is instantiation—content appears, synced or polled, with no van, no bag, no carrier. Postal mail required physical intermediaries: boxes, post offices, uniformed workers. Email pretended to have these too—SMTP servers, MX records, mail clients. But now, these are modules. Optional. Invisible. Swappable. And if you squint, mostly irrelevant. You can receive email with no inbox. You can “send” without a sender. Identity is optional. Structure is divorced from essence. We maintain “recognition” of services as if they are still coupled to a whole stack. But modularity exploded that illusion. You no longer need a post office to receive a letter. You no longer need a newsstand to publish a newspaper. You don’t need a university to learn, a bank to transact, or a theatre to perform. The act of “service recognition” is revealed as pure theatre—ritual vestiges serving the comfort of bureaucracy. Structural separation was once a regulatory weapon (telcos and pipes, content and carriage). Now it is the native condition. A podcast isn't a radio show. A bitcoin transaction isn’t a bank transfer. An email isn't a letter. Yet the accreditation systems, legal treatments, and mental models still behave as if the post office is involved. It’s not. It left years ago.

**If the Rooster Crows Twice** *(Slavic polka in 2/4)* **Verse 1** If the rooster crows twice and the moon stays high, I’ll be home by dawn, if the boots stay dry. The cart rolls straight, the mare don’t stray, The saints keep watch and the wolves keep away. **Chorus** Ay di di dai, with a jug in my hand, Through snow or sun, I’ll cross this land. The good Lord willing and the rivers don’t rise, I’ll be back to your arms and your apple-pie eyes. **Verse 2** If the border guard drinks and the fiddle still sings, If the vodka flows warm and the church bell rings, Then I’ll dance through the orchard, step through the gate, With a loaf in my coat and no more weight. **Chorus** Ay di di dai, with a song on my tongue, The barrel’s still turning, the night is still young. The good Lord willing and the stove don’t smoke, I’ll be telling the tales and I’ll laugh at the joke. **Bridge** Oh baba said, “Watch the stars for your path,” But I watch for your light and I dodge Heaven’s wrath. No general, no mayor, no beast of the wood Can turn me from home, if the omens are good. **Final Chorus** Ay di di dai, through the birch and the rye, Through thunder and hail, I’ll never say die. The good Lord willing and the pigs don’t fly, We’ll polka ‘til morning with tears in our eye.

Perhaps, list… It's just amazing watching the same wrinkles appearing every new technology we create, often the best improvement is that things eutrophy and atrophy quicker than before so the mistake is clearer sooner. And n... is self-describing as to content, nostrudel handles n routes: https://nostrudel.ninja/n/nevent1qvzqqqqqqypzq97grk48ylk9t9j5y8wdlhzzgelarwwc3auw70rv7u46ep5e3udvqy2hwumn8ghj7un9d3shjtnyv9kh2uewd9hj7qg3waehxw309ahx7um5wghxcctwvshsqg9udwudfdww86g6q0q85f7pa33lnv2k2hmvjvtzj5uwwksj6cyv5ce6n8ac?tab=zaps

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In an environment where truth and lies intermingle freely, the ability to discern between them—discrimination in the sense of critical judgment—is crucial. The phrase "every truth is told amidst a blizzard of every lie" suggests a chaotic information landscape, where accurate information is obscured by falsehoods, half-truths, and noise. This scenario mirrors the modern information age, where data overload, misinformation, and competing narratives make it challenging to identify reliable truths. Below, I explore why discrimination, as a cognitive and analytical skill, is vital in such a context, along with its implications and challenges. \

to stand up and fight for the core values that have made this country the envy of the world. It's not about fighting, it's about living those values in a way that makes the abuse of the State insignificant. Fighting, look around at the Waste and tell me it's deserved, or beneficial, except to some few sociopaths. If they want to lead, they want to rule, the end.