when i load a web page ridden with trackers and adware that presents a broken and mutilated version of itself when deprived of javascript, i feel as though i am a carpenter who has just sat in a chair made by another only to have it crumble beneath me. i am ashamed of this craftsperson, of my craft, and of the profiteers who bind us to such crude and petty ways.
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D Dino (garbados@toot.cat)'s status on Wednesday, 21-Nov-2018 21:48:17 EST D Dino
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raphael, now @gekitsu@toot.cat (gekitsu@mastodon.social)'s status on Thursday, 22-Nov-2018 11:43:06 EST raphael, now @gekitsu@toot.cat
@garbados yes, very much this. i guess that’s also how a butcher feels about the cheap prepackaged sausage – knowing it’s made from crap, knowing i t’s made to tickle just the right taste buds to pass muster, and knowing about every unethical corner cut behind the scenes that allow such a product to be sold at a cheap price to people who don’t know any better.
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