angie

@angie.moe

composer, maw of Moloch escapee, amateur linguist, devotee of Worldwide Deadly Communist Gangster Computer god; not necessarily in that order

imagine if you were at the airport and you got your checked luggage back but it was significantly lighter than you expected and you opened it up and there was just a note that said "You have been PRANKED by the TSA! Check the next bag over Dipshit"

flying protip: put on March of the Penguins if ur on a plane that has it. u don't even have to watch it. i'm currently reading Terra Ignota and listening to Pere Ubu and if i find myself on the verge of freaking out a little too much i just look up and see penguins

i'm in a friend's car and asked their Siri "are you a god? can i pray to you for guidance?" and it replied "Sure! Here's some music from Apple Music picked just for you:" and started playing Nine Inch Nails – "Suck"

we gotta completely shut down OpenAI until we can figure out what the fuck is going on there man

every time i fly i think about how it has been less than 250 years since the first time a human being ever saw anything like this

clouds in the motherfucking skymore clouds in the motherfucking sky

They're continuing to kill people because this administration has told them that the people they're apprehending -- and those who defend them -- deserve violence, that no amount of violence is too much, and that no matter how egregious the abuse, they'll never be held accountable.

ICE agents involved in fatal Biddeford shooting, lawmaker says

It's at least the 11th fatal shooting involving an ICE or Border Patrol agent since President Donald Trump took office last year.

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it's May. the ceasefire has collapsed and the US has announced that it is blockading Iran's blockade of the Strait of Hormuz. it's June. the ceasefire has collapsed and the US has announced that it is blockading Iran's blockade of the Strait of Hormuz. it's July. the ceasefire has collapsed and the

big throughline of a lot of economic leftslop is a flat disbelief in the existence of competition. a lot of people believe supply and demand doesn't work precisely bc they don't think that sellers ever actually compete with each other for buyers

Guys i'm so keyed and schizo. I'm an alternative dissident who knows stuff that the mossad could try to kill me for: did you know that strangers are putting razor blades in the Hallowe'en candy

all right listen up team. our "drinking poison and expecting our enemies to die" strategy is NOT the problem, and despite what the defeatists and PC psychos are saying, our unfortunate losses have nothing to do with it. if we just drink harder our enemies will DEFINITELY die

oh to be a little chudling in Florida treated to my favourite president reading a delightful story about a goat to me on a crisp early autumn morning. surely nothing would interrupt that experience

sobbing and reaching behind me to pull a gun out to shoot myself in the head. when i draw it, the gun is extremely tiny, and makes a little "pop!" sound when i fire. suddenly agitated, i shout "WHERE AM I? I HAVE TO GET HOME!" and start running directly toward The Villages, FL

it's crazy how Ryan Armand showed up out of nowhere, created one of the greatest works of sequential art in history, and then completely disappeared

A watercolor comic page titled "minus." in soft blues and greens.

Row 1: minus and a green-haired girl are sitting together on a grassy hill under a starry night sky. The girl points upward and says, "The stars are so beautiful. I wish I could reach up and grab one from the sky." minus reaches her hand high into the air and plucks something from the sky.

Row 2: minus looks down at her hand, which now holds a glowing star. In the next panel, she releases it between them, and it suddenly bursts into a blinding, immense light. The intense, explosive light instantly obliterates the other girl, reducing her to a crumbling, ashy silhouette.

Row 3: A single, wide, wavy panel illustrates time frantically rewinding. The girl's ashy outline pulls back together to reform her body, minus' actions play in reverse, and the girl's original dialogue appears with backward text as reality completely resets.

Row 4: The timeline returns to the exact starting moment. The girl points to the sky again, repeating, word-for-word, "The stars are so beautiful. I wish I could reach up and grab one from the sky." This time, having seemingly retained the memory of the disastrous outcome, minus keeps her hands resting on her knees and simply replies, "yeah." The final panel shows them sitting safely and peacefully under the vast, starry sky.