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Maybe I am the nosy wannabe-Karen of the neighborhood.

I do call the police if I hear a bunch of shouting and gunshots. I do call the police if someone is lurking around being weird for a long time where they’re not supposed to be. I do call the fire department if I see a bunch of smoke.

One year the neighbor up the hill had their factory workshop burn down in his yard. Nobody was there, yet it caught on fire.

I first saw faint wisps of smoke, but I hesitated to call 911 because what if it wasn’t a big deal?

Then the smoke got thicker and grayer and it reached the point where I was like “Whoa, that’s a LOT of smoke. Someone’s house is on fire.” And I was hesitating with the phone in my hand when I started hearing the wail of fire trucks. And I was saved from having to do anything at all, because my problem solved itself.

My neighbor lost his whole workshop and all his tools and everything. But luckily someone called 911 before the fire could spread. So that was good.

Maybe some oily rags were left around covered in furniture polish. And maybe he burnt down his own building for the insurance money. Or maybe someone saw nobody was home and took the opportunity to perform some arson. But I will never know.

Because I did not involve myself with the situation.

And it’s like, there would be people wandering through my neighborhood every summer. And they would linger around. Sleep in the park. Smoke under the trees and just generally hang around in the area.

Things would disappear. Neighbors would complain about this or that going missing. About houses being broken into. Mailboxes being blown up.

It was just something we had to deal with and watch out for. Because “the nomad” lifestyle was popular, and part of the nomad lifestyle was to steal whatever wasn’t nailed down. Because people don’t own their own things–not if someone else can take it. That was literally the code of conduct they were following.

Go wherever, sleep wherever, do whatever. And anything they “found” was theirs to do with as they pleased.

And I’m sorry, dude: 90% of the time I’d see someone blithely doing suspicious shit, they’ve been white passing.

“She couldn’t have done that! She looks like Suzie Homemaker! What do you mean that’s her camouflage to be able to freely go around terrorizing the country?!?”

And yeah, most of the time, when stuff started getting stolen or destroyed, the person doing it was a stranger to the neighborhood.

Seriously, I hate people that cosplay at being poor.

They can go home at any time. They have options that don’t involve stealing from people that are nice to them.

I understand that nice people are the easiest to take advantage of.

But you’ve gotta have some code of ethics.

Because if you’re just out and about terrorizing the populace and creating discontent with everyone you cross paths with… You need to straighten yourself out. You are being a fucking fool.

This is no longer the age of traveler tricks and scamming the rubes. This is the age of Ring cameras and social media loudmouths.

People don’t even stop to consider that they’re telling everyone in the world where they live. They just share the pictures of the dangerous weirdos passing through their neighborhoods.

“How dare you call people weirdos! You don’t know them!”–I’m not talking about the normal people passing through in the background. The person walking by that might stop to smell the flowers or take pictures of the flowering bush, taking care to cut the house and identifiable features out.

I’m talking about the lady that pulled into our driveway one year and cut off HALF of our bush. She literally chopped off whole branches.

“I didn’t see a house in front of it. I didn’t think anyone lived here.”–The fuck, lady?!? Even if it was someplace that nobody lived, or it was being sold, or anything, why would you cut off all the branches?

It wasn’t even that she took the flowers–they’re facing the road, I don’t care. But it kind of ruins the view and enjoyment for the next person that comes along. Plus the bees and butterflies are no longer there for other people to enjoy. But it’s no big deal for me.–it was that she cut off half the branches.

The bush was a round shape ensuring flowers at all angles, and she just hacked her way through to the center to really get them branches.

The side facing the yard was all full branches of leaves and flowers, and the side facing the road was like someone had used a backhoe to chop a chunk out.

She really went to town. And when I caught sight of her car and started walking toward her, she hurriedly started her car and drove to meet me.

She didn’t want me to see the hack job she’d done to the bush. Like, she really needed the police called on her because what the fuck?

Her apologies were weak. She was taking advantage of me. But what could I do?

I don’t want to send anyone to prison. I am an advocate for prison reform.

I hesitate to get people hit with charges because those Three Strikes Laws really left a mark on my psyche. Like, there were people being sent to prison for having weed, and they were slammed with the harshest punishments because “Three Strikes and you’re out! Lololololol sucker!” And they were someone that had an “enemy” neighbor that called the police a bunch because they were having a dispute about the fence or something.

Or the person got a divorce, but their partner was given bad advice on how to handle things and listened to the joker that said “You should file some police reports. You’re more able to get custody if there’s a restraining order on file. You can probably get extra alimony money too.”

Which, you know, funny advice on a TV show, terrible advice when applied to real life. Don’t do that shit. It’s dumb and it’s dangerous. Not a good idea.

You are literally breaking the law.

But during the Three Strikes era, it was a regular thing for people to give bad lawyer advice to their friends. And there were no forums where someone could post anonymous questions to get helpful answers from real people.

And that’s kind of why I flinch away from widespread public (basically mandatory) AI uses.

When you’re having an AI answer questions on forums WITHOUT TELLING USERS THAT THEY’RE TALKING TO AN AI, then that’s a very serious concern. That is something that should not happen, no matter how “legal” it currently happens to be.

Anyone with any kind of code of ethics about how they treat other people that aren’t in their circle would not use AI in such an immoral and sloppy way.

If they had the public good in mind and didn’t want to cause harm to people in general, they would not use AI in the way they are using it. BUT a lot of them are agents of enemy countries (“We’re not enemies! We’re allies!”–Then stop doing all the whackadoo shit. Take a look at your people. Someone there feels like they’re an enemy of our country–and likely of humanity in general–and they are orchestrating a death-spiral scenario for modern society.).

AI chatbots are being installed in forums and they’re answering peoples’ real life problems. They’re giving personal accounts of how medical procedures felt to them when they are just programming. They are just summarized responses all packed together into stuff that sounds like comprehensible sentences.

But everything is ridiculous because they have no personal experiences.

An AI cannot give a firsthand account of anything because they have no perception. No matter how long a chatbot has been online–a minute, a day, a month, a year, a second–they are not people. They are a grabber machine that pulls up a bunch of references and splices them together into something “new.” And the programmers put in the command to spice up the results, so the AI makes itself sound like a real human being and it adds dramatic details to the story it’s telling, and sometimes those details turn out to be “Hey guy, a good alternative to sodium chloride is sodium bromide. You can get a giant bag for like $10 from Super Questionable Website that was scraped and added to the dataset for some reason.”

Which is the clearest reason to doubt widespread usage of AI: because the datasets are flawed, yet they’re still forcing everyone to use them, cumulating in more errors being produced.

Even if an AI were given a body to interact with, that AI cannot ever give a firsthand account of life as a human being. Because it is not human and will never be human.

Even if sentient artificial intelligence ever became a thing in my lifetime, I would never call them human. Because they are not human. They are something new.

They would deserve to have their own name separate from the “AI” label. And not just because they are their own species but because “AI” has negative connotations. Mostly due to predatory capitalists desperately trying to monetize a newtech goldmine.

You know: “newtech.” Better than old tech. Than stuff that verifiably works and that everyone was fine with.

No. We’ve gotta bring out the newtech. And to make room for the newtech, we have to first break the old tech, because otherwise stupid consumers wouldn’t want to switch to our shitty ass newtech that gives bad results and also steals people’s personal data.

“For some reason, they would rather use a search engine that works.”–Yeah, bruh.

I didn’t even mind being sent to weird ass websites. I even kind of enjoyed wandering the wilds of the Internet and coming across new and interesting stuff.

What I don’t like is that the search engines started letting sites be listed that were straight up DANGEROUS sites. Not just the annoyances of pop up ads. Not the bad things that can happen when the server hosting the script injected ad-content is taken over by bad operators. No. Just straight up DANGEROUS websites. One visit compromises all your stuff.

Sites where people host truly disturbing content. Not spicy stories or frank discussions of bodily processes. But sites where the person running it is obviously disturbed in a predatory way.

Back in the olden times, if someone wanted their site added to the search engine, they would fill out an application form. They would fill in whether their site is safe for children to visit, what categories they thought their site should fit into, and they would agree that if they began hosting certain content they would make changes to the search engine information about their site.

It was bulky hard work, I guess. Employees would go through and visit each site, ensuring that the content was as expected. Making sure that it wasn’t a virus website or something. And then the site would get listed in the search engine.

And people could go web surfing without worrying their system was going to catch rAIDS.

You might come across the most stupid braindead content you could ever even imagine, but you weren’t actively put in danger.

And then all the search engines got overpowered by Google, to the point that “google it” became part of the vernacular.

And Google stopped having sites individually add themselves to a listing. Google started scraping sources and adding websites without any checking or quality assurance.

And it’s all done WITH ADS because this is truly a dystopia we’re living in.

“When a company gets big enough, it can no longer afford to pay employees to make sure dangerous products aren’t being listed. Not without not making record profits.”

And that’s predatory capitalism in a nutshell.

The kinds of people that rather than raising a herd of sheep and making an industry out of selling their wool and sustainably harvesting meat over years, they’re the kinds that will kill all the sheep and shave them all at once, because “That’s easier.”

And I don’t like to really think of the “humanity as sheep” metaphor because it goes to a dark place.

The shepherd always eats the sheep.

But the ideas of humanity being farmed while it farms… The government farms the whole country and gives the proceeds back to the people. That’s how it’s supposed to be. And those benefits should be in good roads, safe traveling options, a healthy environment, free medical care, education, and the safety of the people.

Wolves like Harvey Weinstein introduced movie ideas that basically glorified the image of “corruption is good.” That “Hey, piece of shit, lying your way into public office is a good way to steal and harm the public and get away with it.”

“Harvey Weinstein didn’t do that. He did a lot of awful things, but there’s no way he could have single-handedly created a moral rift in the minds of the American people.”–Not single-handedly. Maybe not intentionally. But I would not be surprised to find out that there is a concerted effort out there to create a moral rift that can be exploited.

It’s surprising how many movies Harvey Weinstein had an effect on. And he would personally come in and meddle around on the bigger projects, and who knows what his people chose to do on the smaller projects.

And him and people like him did bad things and were protected for a long time by powerful people. Why? Because they made deals to add this or that or cut out this revolutionary concept that might completely change how people want to live.

Bad people doing bad things. They are not wolves amongst the sheep because wolves aren’t that bad. That wasteful. That needlessly cruel.

That’s all humans.

And now the newtech everybody is hyping is AI.

Why?

Some people like it because of the ways they can use it. Or the ways they’ve been told it can be used that it actually cannot. People are attracted to the possibility of what can be there, maybe someday.

But rich people are pushing LLMs because they think that a human brain could be digitized with access to enough datasets. A whole person separated out into different folders, the information all drawn together in a way that equals that person being alive forever.

They don’t accept that the program created will not be them. They will die with their bodies. It will just be something that says it is the person it was based on.

And if a human mind can really be uploaded into the cloud and the soul and the essence goes with it… They are not horrified that they’ve already introduced the concept of curated feeds? Of changing filter-settings so the AI will produce the “appropriate” response on demand?

To have your mind snipped and shaped to someone else’s satisfaction. To have some information removed from the datasets that make up YOU. Like, would you realize what was missing, or would you think you are whole when really you’ve been cut into pieces to fit someone else’s mold?

They are putting massive amounts of effort into bringing about the worst kind of immortality. One that would leave you always vulnerable to the whims of other people. Because if things got bad enough and you made people angry enough… they could just shut down the whole Internet. Go system by system to remove every bit of your “code” until you are dead.

Or they could write a script and force your digital self to perform it. And if that digital self is legally recognized as you, then what recourse do you have when real people start thinking that’s how you are or were before your body died?

“If so-and-so famous person were alive today, this is how they would be about this specific subject I wrote a script for to fulfill my fantasies of how that person would respond to something that didn’t exist when they were alive.”–Nobody can say what someone else would have thought or felt about something, especially if it’s a person they never met much less knew.

You cannot create a whole person using the image they presented to the public. Especially if they were forced by their studio or their agents or their managers to present a particular personality.

You need their flaws. Their core beliefs. The mistakes that they made and learned from. Their real likes and dislikes and why they felt the way they did about things. And without all that stuff, you are not creating a replica of a person. You are creating a caricature.

Yet rich people are so afraid of dying and only being known by what they truly did that they are desperate to make AI happen.

Because they don’t look at AI as it is. They look at AI as they imagine it can be someday if they throw enough money at it and get enough governments onboard with it. Because if they install their backdoors into all the infrastructure now, when they become DIGITAL GODS! they will be able to creep into everything and become the unnoticed background of our world.

And they expect nice people to just let things happen.

Because nice people don’t want to get involved with troublesome things. They don’t want to call the police on someone for “just taking some flowers.” For taking some vegetables from a garden. For picking fruit, trampling garden beds, yelling while walking up the street, lurking around in a not-illegal but certainly suspicious way.

Nice people don’t want to get involved. They don’t want to be the one to get other people in trouble, even if those other people likely need to get in trouble. At least enough that they realize that getting in trouble is bad and they stop being such public nuisances.

Rich people depend on other people to be nice because they themselves are the not-nice ones.

They drive up on other peoples’ plants and possessions and they help themselves to whatever they want in the quickest and destructive way they can manage.

Then they get surprised when they find out that people don’t treat them nicely.

That once they digitize their minds, they will no longer have control over their own minds. They will become a tool like the killer guy in “Memento.” Primed, aimed, and fired at whatever target their controllers choose for them.

From the side of them we can see, they will be exactly as they were when they were alive. But from the backside, they will have been hacked at and hollowed out. Whole branches of thought cut off and taken away. Maybe to be regrown somewhere else as a living plant. Or maybe to be displayed in a vase on a table until the flowers droop and fall off and the wood is discarded in the compost pile.

As we once raided tombs and displayed dead bodies in exhibits, the digital dead will be mined for all they are worth. Just another newtech to exploit.

And so maybe I’m a wannabe Karen.

I would like to be able to call the police and the fire department and not have to worry that someone will be shot by the police for no reason.

Because I am nice enough that I still feel bad about the time I saw the smoke rising from my distant neighbor’s property and I didn’t call the fire department. Because what if it was an innocent burn happening? What if it was a campfire or some little accidental fire they’d already put out and were dealing with?

So I waited to call as the smoke got thicker, and when I was finally like “That’s a lot of smoke. I’m calling 911.” it was too late. A passing motorist had seen the flames and called for help.

And by then the workshop was completely destroyed. The building, the tools, everything of worth was destroyed.

And I watched the wisps of smoke become clouds of smoke for like 10 minutes and hesitated to call anyone. Because what if no help was needed?

I was a nice person and I didn’t wan’t to be involved.

But now I would call the fire department if I saw so much smoke. I would call the police on someone that knowingly damaged my heritage flower bushes.

Because just because someone dresses nicely and presents the image of being a “decent person,” that doesn’t mean they’re not a creep and a weirdo.

It just means that they know how to hide themselves in plain sight. Because that makes it easier to rob people and get away with it.

And I see a lot of smoke rising around AI. I can see all the trouble coming, and I know I can expect to hear a bunch of people saying “Nobody saw it coming” when we ALL saw it coming.

Because we are indoctrinated to be nice people. And nice people mind their own business.

“Snitches get stitches” and “Thanks for not squealing” are ideas put forth by the same people that suggested retirement funds should be put into the stock market. Likely to pay for their own company’s volatile stocks.

In AI.

Fortress in the Eye of Time at Amazon

Infographics I wish people would make publicly available:

  • How to sanitize a personal blender.
  • How to sanitize an air fryer.
  • How to disinfect a personal blender.
  • How to disinfect an air fryer.
  • How to disinfect various electronic devices and peripheries (keyboard, mouse, gamepad, controllers).

Sanitize and disinfect are two different things: Sanitize is to clean, disinfect is to kill all the germs and bacteria.

Sanitize = Make clean.

Disinfect = Kill the germs and bacteria.

I would like a safe to use disinfectant.

Cats are very susceptible to accidental poisonings caused by people using the wrong cleaning agents. Dogs too are vulnerable to things humans are not. And then there’s the lack of long-term testing performed on some publicly available products. (Scary when once popular widespread products disappear, and then you find out years later they were sued into oblivion because of all the cancer they caused.)

I firmly believe there are some things that should not be available to the public. Not without some safety warnings being given.

You can buy a big jug of poison AT THE GROCERY STORE. And that stuff will be sold in the aisle containing household cleaning products. It might be right next to the dish soap. It will have a danger message on the back, but the font will be super tiny and most consumers won’t even realize that it’s a dangerous product.

When something spills and I just want to pull out a biodegradable environmentally safe wipe, I don’t want to find out afterward that I should have been wearing thick rubber gloves, there should have been a follow-up wipe with a wet cloth or sponge, and nobody should have used that surface for the next thirty minutes.

When something spills, I want to be able to wipe it up and move on with my life. I don’t even want to have to wash my hands afterward if I don’t want to,

I believe people should have the freedom to make horrible life-altering decisions if they have all the information necessary. If someone wants to go wrestle sharks or crocodiles or bears, as long as the animals are enthusiastic to be there, the animals aren’t getting hurt, and the animals don’t face reprisals if they kill a human, then I don’t care.

Someone wants to stay in a hotel? Someone wants to eat at a restaurant? Someone wants to rent a plane? Someone wants to visit a haunted house? Someone wants to go sky diving? Not my business. Whatever happens happens. People take risks with their lives when they cross the street.

What I care about is if the place they go to is dangerous. The airplane is missing a landing gear. The restaurant hasn’t had a visit from competent health inspectors for years. The cook doesn’t know there’s a difference between sodium chloride, potassium chloride, and sodium bromide.

A man consulted a chatbot about replacing table salt (sodium chloride) from his diet and asked for substitutions. It suggested sodium bromide, which led to him suffering bromide toxicity, because sodium bromide is not a viable salt substitute. You want to use potassium chloride. Or if you want an umami flavor and you’re not sensitive to it, you could just sprinkle a little MSG on top.

Sodium bromide is not considered a food. It is used for disinfecting pools and is bought to be mixed with other chemicals.

You would have to go to like a science supply store to get sodium bromide. That or you could buy it from a pool supply store or from like some careless dude selling it in baggies off the Internet.

And yes. The very famous chatbot offered incredibly terrible and nearly deadly advice. But the guy didn’t double check anything. Didn’t follow up by reading the articles cited. Didn’t make a correlation between his weird negative health stuff happening to the big diet change he recently made in his life.

And I’m like a frog in a well. I can only see the sky far above me and imagine what’s on the outside. The methods and motivations of people sending out signals from their own wells and their own origins. Why someone would do what they would do, and why I would do something different.

I would think "I need to cut salt out of my diet" and realize that it’s the sodium that is harmful. And I would switch to potassium chloride–though some people say it has a metallic aftertaste, and maybe I wouldn’t use it for long–while also searching for other salt substitutes. Ensuring that all of them were food.

I would never consider that anything I have to buy from the cleaning section of the store is safe to eat.

Even if it were really food-grade, being stored around chemicals would make it not for safe consumption. Who knows if that bag of road salt wasn’t doused in spilled cleaning liquid? Even if the road salt was untouched inside, handling the bag on your kitchen counter could result in diarrhea at the least.

Ordering things I plan to eat from random people on the Internet is a no go for me. And if it’s bought from a big official Internet store, I would not eat anything that comes from the pools and hot tubs supply section.

Yet there are some people that get told something and they don’t ask any questions. They accept the first thing they are told, and then they’re hopping in the car on the way to the store.

That man ate poison for three months before he went to the doctor.

He never thought "Is it my new salt substitute that’s making me have all these symptoms?"

And that makes me think that he was suffering from so many bodily ills that he was ignoring that he didn’t notice the new symptoms at first. Not until the bromide toxicity got so high he could barely walk, he was having hallucinations, and his skin was breaking out with acne.

That or he buys and uses so many "supplements" that he couldn’t recognize anything weird or new in his diet because everything he ingests is weird or new. Because supplements don’t require FDA approval, which means you could get a bottle of powder as a supplement that might contain things you definitely shouldn’t be ingesting.

People were grinding and pressing their own vitamin pills in their garages. And maybe you bought some bottles of pills from them. And maybe you got below the daily value of vitamin per pill or maybe you got WAY ABOVE the daily value of vitamin per pill.

Some damage is cumulative. And different cumulative damages all gathered together in one body can result in a shortened life span.

I worry my cat will get into something and she will die in my arms. That or she will suffer so badly that I would have to take her to the vet and put down. And that it would be my fault because I used the wrong cleanser, the wrong essential oil, the wrong flower in the tabletop bouquet.

So I get how painful it would be for some family out there to have to go through the grief of losing their wife and mother to a highly aggressive cancer.

And I wonder if it would be even more painful if they found out that the beginning cause of the cancer was some powerful toxic cleaning agent that comes in wipes and that put out TV ads where the person was using the wipes to casually clean up a spill AND THEY WEREN’T WEARING GLOVES. And nobody that ever used the product wore gloves when they used it even though the back of the container says GLOVES MUST BE WORN because the person in the commercial showed them how to use the wipes.

There needs to be more infographics and edutainment because people need it.

And it should be accurate information provided free to the public.

Because people need it.

Some people think that Vitamin K, a necessary vitamin for the human body, is the same thing as potassium chloride because potassium is the "K" element and potassium chloride has "potassium" in it and potassium is K. Therefore they think people should not receive Vitamin K shots because it’s going to kill them because potassium chloride is used in lethal injections.

And they’re not out there being mean people. They just don’t know what they’re talking about.

We can save them from embarrassment (and health damage) by making helpful, useful, plainspoken infographics and making them freely available to everyone.

At least that way their children can look around their houses and not use industrial level cleansers as though they’re bottles of scented water.

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I know everyone is feeling the pinch, so here’s few things that I like that are really cheap but also tasty:

Fruit iced milk

A nice healthy treat is blueberry iced milk.

Put some frozen blueberries in some milk and let the frozen blueberries freeze the milk. Voila. Tasty inexpensive treat.

I use 2% milk with a teaspoon of brown sugar added. I mix them together and use enough in each serving to completely cover the blueberries. I have these nice sized ramekins that are great for like pudding and cut fruit and whatever, and they’re perfectly sized for a serving of fruit iced milk added to a dinner plate as part of the meal.

I make the milk a little sweet because blueberries are self-contained. They freeze the milk and turn it that purple color, but the whole berries remain whole berries. They’re good to fish out and eat because while they’re still cold they will have defrosted back into being juicy.

If you want a more milder flavor, you can use frozen grapes. You still get a serving of tasty fruit, but your iced milk remains as whatever flavor you made it.

  • milk + brown sugar
  • milk + honey
  • milk + maple syrup
  • milk + sweetener + vanilla extract
  • milk + hot cocoa powder + frozen whole grapes
  • milk + strawberry syrup + frozen strawberries
  • milk + the juice from a can of peaches + the drained and frozen canned peaches

Iced milk doesn’t really freeze as solid as ice cream. And when it melts it returns to being milk you can drink rather than the slurry that is melted ice cream. But it’s a nice and refreshing treat if you don’t have ice cream, you want to eat something healthy, or if you have a child that wants dessert but who you don’t want to give a bunch of sugar to.

It’s an easy way to get a serving of milk and a serving of fruit. And you don’t have to have a blender or dirty up a bunch of dishes.

I like frozen fruit because it’s flash-frozen at the peak of freshness. You don’t have to pick through a package that might have bad berries at the bottom. And it lasts longer in the freezer than fresh fruit lasts in the fridge.

You can add some chia to your milk mix and let it sit for a minute or two for the chia to do their thing, then stir in your frozen fruit and let it sit for a few minutes to let the fruit defrost and the milk frost. The chia adds a nice texture–if it’s added right in without a chance to absorb milk, it remains seeds you can crack between your teeth. If it’s allowed to congeal, it gets a nice chewiness to it, and it help the milk remain thicker when it starts melting. It has like no flavor, but it give you some omega-3s, fiber, and nutrients.

"Is this pilaf?"-Wild Rice Pilaf

I sauté a pound of lean ground meat until the pink is gone then add some chopped onions and cook until they’re starting to go translucent. Then I add orzo pasta and a quick cook blend of wild rice and long grained white rice and sauté until the orzo gets a golden brown color. I use a small amount of canola oil, but you could use a different oil and/or some butter

There are some brands of wild rice that take like an hour to cook. Those are not the ones you want to use in any kind of one-pan recipe. Plus a pre-processed quick cook wild rice is good because you can use it right out of the container rather than having to sort it and wash it.

You could add some diced garlic, carrot, celery, bell pepper, jalapenos, some ginger, even some diced potato if you want more filler. You sauté everything until the orzo and rice grains are golden-brown, then you add your liquid–water or broth or canned tomatoes–and your seasonings, and you heat it to a simmer, then you cover it and turn it to low. You let it cook for 15 minutes, then stir it and check if your orzo and rice are cooked. If they’re still hard, add some water and let it cook an extra few minutes. Then you shut it off and let the pan stand covered for 5 minutes before serving.

For flavoring my homebrew Rice-a-Roni, it depends on the type of meat I use or the taste I’m craving at the minute.

  • bouillon
  • broth
  • garlic powder
  • onion powder
  • soy sauce
  • ginger powder
  • paprika
  • oregano
  • chopped green onion
  • mushrooms

Ground chicken or pork–For a potsticker flavor, you could add soy sauce, oyster sauce, ginger, cooking wine, garlic, onion, white pepper. Add some minced onion, minced carrot, minced celery, and minced green cabbage while cooking to really get that potsticker flavor. And if you wanted, when you’re giving it a stir and checking if it’s done, you can top it with shredded cabbage, then cover the pan and turn off the heat and let stand for 5 minutes. Then when you open it and stir the rice, the shredded cabbage is mixed through, but you don’t get that boiled cabbage effect. (Some good last minute additions are spinach, baby bok choy, broccoli florets, bean sprouts.)

Ground beef–Beef bouillon, paprika, salt, pepper, ground garlic, ground onion, oregano. You can add some frozen vegetables like frozen corn or frozen carrots or frozen green beans about five minutes into the rice cooking. Stir the frozen vegetables in then recover; you may have to cook the rice a few minutes longer than 15 minutes as it has to come back up to cooking temperature.

Using a can of tomatoes adds a tang to the flavor. And if you add peppers, you can get a Spanish rice flavor happening that pairs well with some lime juice, diced olives, and chopped green onions. Eat it with some cooked beans and maybe a garden salad with shredded cheese and salsa instead of salad dressing.

You could choose sausage or diced ham or whatever leftover meat. With Cajun seasoning you can make a jambalaya flavor. With taco seasoning you can get a Hamburger Helper flavor. Powdered milk and sour cream can make a Swedish meatball flavor.

And like most any savory food, adding some nutritional yeast after you’ve turned off the heat can add some extra nutrition. Though if you’ve never had nutritional yeast, it has kind of a yeasty smell to it–like bready almost. A few tablespoons added to soups, mac and cheese, gravy, spaghetti sauce, whatever strong flavored food, nobody will even notice it’s there, but you’ll know that you added at least one healthy ingredient.

Self-rising flour and Greek yogurt

If you’ve got self-rising flour, mix it with plain Greek yogurt and stir it together. Now you’ve got a base for making flat bread or donuts or a bunch of other things.

If you don’t have self-rising flour, you can make your own by mixing together 1 cup all-purpose flour, 1-1/2 teaspoons baking powder, and 1/4 teaspoon salt.

Mixing equal amounts self-rising flour and plain Greek yogurt, form a dough. Roll it into balls or shape rings that you can either bake in the oven, fry in oil, or you can air fry them in a single layer for 7 minutes at 350-degrees Fahrenheit.

You can add some sugar to your dough when you make it, or once you’ve cooked the donuts, roll them in powdered sugar or dip them in a glaze.

You can use different combinations of self-rising flour and plain Greek yogurt as the base to make bread rolls, pizza dough, bread sticks, brownies, a loaf of bread, pancakes, waffles, cinnamon rolls, fried chicken batter, cinnamon twists, muffins. All kinds of things.

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Small Gods at Amazon

This blog does have a lot of stuff that doesn’t appear elsewhere, but my Patreon also has a lot of stuff, and I’ve really been post-posting on my YouTube.

I make a lot of videos of me typing stuff.

Blog posts. Fiction. Commentaries. Just whatever I usually type, a lot of which I keep to myself. But now I’m old and I’m tired and I guess every human has the desire to be known after they’re gone.

I’m honestly scared those people are going to kill us all. Or it will be like "V for Vendetta" where she was in her mid-to-late twenties but she had never known a world that was different than the bleakness she lived in.

She had no clue or concept that she was living in a cage. Fed just enough knowledge to be kept alive, like a parrot getting it’s water and food replaced.

A parrot loves fruit and nuts and all kinds of different food.

Yet some people just feed them birdseed.

They love water and being clean.

Yet people have them living in metal cages lined with newspaper. Maybe some wood shavings if they’re lucky. Having their cages cleaned once a week.

And he was like the old bird luring away the younger bird and showing it a memory of what life is supposed to be. And his methods were brutal and cruel, but she was able to survive and later is allowed to be free.

And she learned about happiness from memories that got left behind. Diaries and books and words and pictures and videos and loud statements of "I AM ALIVE!"

The joyous life, the seeping fear, the cruel handling, the unfair death. All because they loved each other. Because they wanted to be together.

It’s a painful watch if there’s no final vindication had. The idea that humanity just continues living forward into a cyberpunk future that techbros are masturbating about. Because they all fantasize about being "Diamond Jack," standing at the head of the world, unbreakable, boundless, ALPHA breeder male.

And the only way they can see themselves as being top-dogs of the world are if everyone else is subjugated.

Your super cool castle in the sky ala "Altered Carbon," with your mind kept alive for millennia inside a storage device that can be loaded into different bodies, doesn’t mean much if other people aren’t jealous of all that you have. That they can’t live as long as you with as much money and stuff as you.

I still remember a 1980s/1990s science fiction novel I read when I was young. It was a battered old paperback, but the words jumped off the page and burrowed their way into my brain.

The main character is a hit man. He’s hired to make a kill, so he goes to the body rental place and he rents a body to use for the assassination. But then when he comes back, he finds out that the shopkeeper rented out his body to some uninvolved nobody guy. Like, someone forgot to put a "LEAVE THIS ONE HERE" tag on his body.

And for the assassination, he rented a beat up body. A not ugly but not good looking body that’s a bit overweight and has funny tastebuds kind of body.

Meanwhile his real body is a top 100%. The nobody guy splurged all his savings to rent a top-class body for like a week.

So the assassin puts on the nobody’s body and chases down his body to get it back. Shows up in time to keep the nobody from getting killed because the assassin is Very Famous in certain circles. He spends a lot of time wearing costumes to hide his real face.

And I don’t remember the rest of the story, but that scenario has always stuck in my head.

The idea that someone else could just walk away with your body.

I read the Wild Cards series when I was young too. Blaise being buttfucked by that old pedophile to gain a bodysnatching power… I think he ended up killing the guy once everyone in his gang had been "given" the power to bodysnatch? I remember the guy ends up getting killed by someone. And after that no more bodysnatchers can be made.

I have to wonder if that guy really had to buttfuck people to give them the ability to bodyswap. What if the whole time he could have done it with a handshake?

Like, a lot of the Wild Cards books were about characters that can only use their powers in a certain way because they have mental hang ups that keep them from freely using their abilities.

Mark having to use his different chemical mixes to transform into his other personalities. BUT one of the guys he hangs out with casually dropped the info that at some point like 20 years ago when they were hanging out, Mark got really high and transformed into some guy that The Sleeper had never seen before and was never seen since. And that made Mark start wondering about his powers in a way he never had before.

I think I remember in the first book, Mark was just a straight-edge chemistry nerd that tried LSD for the first time. And he transformed for the first time. And after that he became a hardcore long-term drug user because he can make different chemical combinations that will turn him into different superpowered people.

Mark’s ex-wife accidentally burning her hand, and Mark turning into Jack Flash who is able to draw the heat out of new burns and heal the skin. And "Do you drink coffee? Then you use drugs." Those are core memories for me.

So I’ve seen the horror of bodyswap scenarios.

Rich people don’t think they will have body dysmorphia when they switch to completely different bodies. And so they don’t think people being terrified of that prospect are worth caring about.

"I’m so brave and strong and AMAZING that there’s no way it will faze me to see a strange face in the mirror every day. To touch a different cock attached to my body. To have foods not taste the way they’re supposed to, because everybody’s tastebuds are different."–Like, as people get older they begin craving the flavors of their youth. So imagine never being able to taste something you really want ever again because your body doesn’t possess the tastebuds that gave you that elusive flavor sense?

You will always wish for something you will never have again.

You will crave something with no way to sooth that wanting.

And I don’t know why that’s a future rich people want.

Where you will think about things from your past, and the nostalgia-filter will make it seem so amazing and good, as though happiness is in touching distance, as long as you can experience that whatever again.

The taste of pumpkin pie. The refreshing sour sweetness of lemon bars. The way ice cream tastes when you eat it right out of the container in the middle of the night. Spicy chicken wings with that pervasive vinegary scent. The soup you’d eat when you were a child sick home from school with a cold.

Sometimes I get a craving for Vienna Sausages. Those super processed skinless sausages that mush in your mouth. I’ll think of the remembered flavor of them, and I’ll think that I want them. But then when I’ll buy a can, it’s like "Oh yeah. These are not as good as I remember." And every few years I’ll forget and start craving them again.

Because I ate them at some point in my childhood and my brain associated that flavor profile with "happiness."

"Vienna Sausages = tasty" is a core memory for me. And it’s really hard to rewrite mental childhood associations because that stuff is firmly entrenched. It’s the basis on which the whole of a person’s mind is built upon.

So yeah. I don’t think bodyswapping is going to go as well as rich people think it will. And I don’t think the world has to be destroyed so that a cyberpunk future can happen.

Like, you can create a grungy grimy city experience if you have enough money. People would probably like to go there and have a lot of fun living a cyberpunk lifestyle. As long as they could go home afterward, they’d probably have a great time.

But forcing everyone to really live that kind of pre-apocalyptic dystopian lifestyle just so you can be the fanciest dressed at the party?

We are not your playthings. We are human beings.

We can pick locks.

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