There’s a small pihole community (300 odd) on Lemmy but I don’t one how to drop a link to a community quite yet. Well, there’s actually two but the second isn’t gaining any traction.
I guess you were referring to the team though, which probably are not on here.
Fare well internet stranger!
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Yes. I’m dumb today.
Kindly put, dear internet stranger!
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You got me! I didn’t look at the title properly. Sorry everyone. I’m going to go be dumb elsewhere for the rest of the day.
You’ve not understood the word minimalist. I like the minimal number of items in my pockets.
You’re not into minimalism. I have no problem with that. We’re all different.
For navigation, I chose Waze.
There seem to a new wave of navigation apps heading towards us that talk P2P rather than a central server.
I can see that but I like minimalism. The fewer things I carry around the better.
I don’t even put my car key on my house keys bunch anymore.
Your phone doesn’t have a LED for flash?
[UK] I carry phone and keys. I pay for everything with my phone. Twerking on street corners as a Gen X for cash isn’t profitable anymore.
If I know I need ID, eg. Costco, I have my old fashioned wallet in my jacket pocket. I keep meaning to set up the Costco ID on my phone. Doesn’t happen.
The number of times I open or reach for my wallet is maybe twice a month. Frigging barber still wants to be paid in cash, and all the 20th century banks and their ATMs are closing … [so now they have 20th century tech and no way to interact efficiently with the public. Haha!].
I’m very increasingly anarchist as I get into my sixth decade - UK 2020s feels like 1970s again so screw the useless thieving politicians - so I should be actively pro-cash but I’m actually more pro-crypto pro-barter (especially pro barter) in the real world. Long ago l learned that if I have physical cash, I piss it up the wall, but I’m careful with credit card cash. No idea why. I never have more than £30 in notes on me; that’s enough money to buy a Costa coffee for you yanks.
Sadly, that means I can’t give cash to the odd homeless. Not too many homeless with contactless readers. Maybe that’ll be rabbit-in-headlights Kier’s big thing: contactless readers for the destitute veterans that the armed services and government abandoned (I came of age around Falkland conflict).
Greetings fellow traveler! [I’m an early model X - late sixties].
Are you taking about the Michael Fish, ‘There isn’t going to be a hurricane.’ blunder? Sevenoakes became Oneoak! 1987 perhaps? I really don’t remember that, would you remind me, please?
I’m talking about the 1970s strikes which cut power to the whole country for sets of three or four days; Ted Heath being reacquainted with the role of the electorate before they all became Tony Blair-esque dopey smiling useless clones in 1992 ish (until we found out about Major-Curry (hehe!)). Going shopping with candles on trolleys, thawing food in the freezers.
One in three is not one-in-ten one might expect. And it’s not hundreds it’s thousands of women making false claims for money against male victims.
We don’t have population (in the statistical sense) data to know for sure. Maybe the passport biometric data will eventually let us know for sure.
However, there are other individuals involved, usually in the act of conception, not just women.
“I’m on the pill/implant/coil … you don’t have to wear a condom. Take the condom off.”. A female paedophile teacher has just been jailed here because the baby made it kind-of obvious she was lying. Apparently she got pregnant whilst she was on bail with the same child.
My mom was like that. 🤣😂
The publicly available children maintenance service data (UK) suggests that one in three people are calling the wrong person dad (about a third of challenged women claiming child maintenance from a random dude will be shown to be wrong by DNA).
Mum will try to deny it. Then DNA became a thing for pennies. Join an genealogy fb group and support the broken kids looking for their now-dead fathers.
(try to) Filling up the car with petrol. #fail. That’s the first thing that I thought of that £78 might almost buy.
Or
Three pizzas.
Or
One bed flat energy bill for the month.
Or
Single person’s grocery bill for maybe a fortnight.
Gen X. The generation that couldn’t be arsed to programme the video recorder or cooker digital time-clock, but knew how to.
There were a lot of power cuts in our (UK) youth and we remember saying to ourselves, “Ok, so that’s how it’s gonna be, huh?!”. Still kicking arse and taking names.
We were the grown-up’s TV remote control, with our 1200 bits per second magnetic tape storage for BBC B home computers (from the later ARM boys), before we got 360kB 5" floppy disks.
Tech doesn’t phase us (yet); AI is a better average conversation than a spouse.
I think most of his cabinet colleagues wishes he would be.
My parents were too but they were anything but. 1920s and 1940s.
In the early days, too much Metformin.
I think the human rights of the assailant always outweigh those of the victim in these situations. Neither of them goes to prison.
Everyone does it. Every year of so we gather everyone we know together to commemorate.
Black bears of Surrey. (UK).
I’m being dim. I can’t find it by searching for that community even.
Clicking on the link in the main message does not help.
Throw me a bone, please.