As best as I can tell your point is to enshrine a medium best known for how accessible it is into something precious. I spread my first lil xeroxed pamphlet in 1992 and last one (so far) a couple years ago and genuinely from a place of love hope to see you do the same rather than sneering at “posers”. It’s way more fun to participate than judge and I earnestly want that for you. One person didn’t make monty python, but they absolutely made your favorite zine and so can you :)
Heck yeah, happy cruising :)
I know it’s a typo but “worst case Ontario” is absolutely becoming part of my lexicon
Hello! Heed me op, got your fix right here. There’s a goofy filler neck that comes off sometimes, a couple people have marked where it’s supposed to be with red squares. It’s gone though! There will be a hole in the top/side of the valve cover there with lord knows what field expedient solution plugging it. ~Mine~ was a chunk of radiator hose that came up to the original location with the original cap jammed back in it to retain convenient access, but we can’t all be the world’s greatest shadetree mechanic. Here’s a video of some nerd actually fixing it with factory parts like a big dumb loser with way more money than me, just to help you find it:
As Bob, my truck is not nearly large enough nor my supply chain so consistent
If you tried to make them today, you would just be a poser.
False. Idolizing that snapshot and discouraging human output misses the point entirely and is the worst poser take on the subject I can imagine. Curated sips of ancient counterculture are just pretentious self indulgence if you aren’t drawing inspiration, and disparaging those who would actually participate is extra gross. Go make a zine about how much you love old zines, it’ll be fun
How similar most of the panels are makes me think someone there’s actually doing distributed infrastructure right :)
Let’s be wildly paranoid lol
I mean… I genuinely believe your phone (and the watch I correctly assumed you wore) log all of those things, for a start. It’s essentially free for them to do and there’s value to be extracted from that data. My earnest answer to the mocking strawman question you pose would be that you, garmin, your healthcare provider/insurance company, various advertisers, and law enforcement for a start would love to know the frequency, consistency, and volume of your shits for various reasons and that same data on a population in aggregate is even more valuable.
Anyway if you want hyperbole, informing the corpos of your turd girth is a traitorous betrayal of our species and will be punishable by death when the revolution comes. Hope you’re having a nice day lol
There’s hard evidence everything transmitted is logged and that any phone capable of connecting to the cell network can be listened in on at any time. I would be very surprised to learn monitoring/logging like that was not the default at this point given the infrastructure we’ve publicly built for that purpose and just how easy to implement it’s become. You think an on device assistant can help schedule and summarize your day but the NSA is going to opt out of those capabilities on principle and let that big ol Utah data center sit idle?
Nothing, you’re the one guy who literally has nothing to hide. Just let it log when you sleep shit or fuck, every word you speak, and every place you go. Who cares, am I right?
I can understand, disagree, and not be a dick about it. Please work on that last one. I genuinely love to talk about this stuff, but it’s no fun confrontationally. Enjoy your dead, sterile, static zine shrine if that’s what you want. Those butterflies are too beautiful to ever exist again, you’re super special for having witnessed them, good thing they’re pinned in your shadowbox. My “point” here is that this world and that culture is a beautiful, living, evolving, ever-changing Thing still very much available for you to participate in. Come out and play, or not! There was a “post your lab” thread in the selfhosting comm here just a couple days ago that should’ve been able to melt your jaded old phreaky heart, wires going everywhere, scavenged gear, tunnels and proxies and containers, people learning and sharing and experimenting and helping each other out, punk’s only as dead as you let it be