Your leaking thatched hut during the restoration of a pre-Enlightenment state.

 

Hello, my name is Judas Gutenberg and this is my blaag (pronounced as you would the vomit noise "hyroop-bleuach").

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decay & ruin
Biosphere II
Chernobyl
dead malls
Detroit
Irving housing

got that wrong
Paleofuture.com

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Arduino μcontrollers
Backwoods Home
Fractal antenna

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Like my brownhouse:
   a luxury from an America that is already gone
Monday, November 14 2016
I had to work today, though I felt terrible. Something about all that wallowing yesterday in dystopia, coupled with the sudden grimness of the times, had trashed my serotonin reserves. [REDACTED]
I hoped to temporarily (if only placebically) fix my serotonin problem by taking a celexa, but its main effect was to put an overlay of nausea on an already-miserable day.
In my remote workplace, we'd hired a new web developer based in Connecticut, and he began working today. He's a go-getter for the cause in a way that the rest of us in the IT team (even those of us who are off-hour activists) aren't. As others in The Organization had tried to do last week, he tried to cheer us with election day victories that our cause had experienced. But that all felt like a rounding error to me. I believe in the cause, and it even forms the basis of my morality, but at this point worrying about such things feels like a luxury from an America that is already gone.


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