@Gargron I'd like to take a moment to give thanks for many things.
Thank you for providing a framework to take back the idea of the web.
Thank you for having the foresight to make a federated network for this.
And lastly, and certainly not least for me... Thank you for reawakening the inner punk in me. I see the people of my tribe here, and I revel in it.
Of late I find myself beset by memory, not all of it my own. The key to these reveries is not the taste of a madeleine, but any scent that captures me. Smoke and flowers. Soap and blackberries. Sheets, fresh or sweat-stained. A book. A spice. The rain. I relive or live for the first time, places and feelings and friends I knew or dreamed, as if they were forever.
Like those dreams that come at the waking edge of sleep, I struggle to hold them, a supplicant to my own hallucinations.
I have a suspicion that in the "helping people to make better decisions" game (or, "raising the sanity waterline"), there's a bias to try and spread understanding (ie, the right ideologies) where techniques would do a better job, with a thin glue of ideas. Techniques put the fruits of the ideas front¢er. Debating merits of techniques seems to go better by default than debating one's understanding.
Whenever you declare yourself, people who approve your declaration then have expectations of you. Too often, these expectations are clustered in what are really arbitrary arrangements. "If you're into that, then you must also be this kind of person." These expectations are inevitably disappointed (something at which I excel), and then you either have the choice of managing your persona for the sake of conformance, of bolstering yourself against disapproval, or remaining isolated.
I tried, but failed again, to be a well-integrated persona. I was on the verge of killing this birdsite name, but even though the conversations there have gone fallow, I just couldn't bring myself to break entirely from people from whom I've learned so much.
And then this damn thing pops up.
I see now that the problem is that I am not at all content being identifiably and singularly a member of whatever group forms itself around any of my interests or sympathies.
I need more of me, not less.
While it's interesting to see the infosec and related people hash out the implications of the technology, I'm sort of missing the small network of incredibly cranky iconoclasts I've drifted around on birdsite. It's going to take a while to find the right incense to burn, to invoke the stranger spirits here.
I'm not trying to upload the minds of rats into the cloud. I'm dragging finger nails over scabs and cursing a city an hour away for making mediocre craft beer.
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