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Cake day: August 30th, 2024

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  • Bluefin/Bazzite/Aurora are immutable, atomic versions of Fedora. I’ll probably explain it wrong but they’re more secured than normal Linux flavors and you get several copies of your core system files, so when you inevitably fuck something up, you roll back to the previous version and undo your mistake.

    I’ve only just moved over to Bazzite in the last 6 months or so, so I’m no expert, but it’s been a cinch to get most games running.





  • I don’t recall the names of them all. There were a couple I bounced off of like the House Party one and the platformer with insane controls.

    There were a couple that stuck with me like the Bubble Bobble soccer one, the paint racer, Bushido Ball, and the one where you make a chain reaction to blow up demons and save pilgrims.

    Camouflage/Chameleon got its hooks in me though and I cherried it in just a few sessions.





  • I don’t think it’s quite that simple. I’m a dad to a FtM trans teenager and I was born in the early 80s. There’s a lot of “inertia” to the worldview presented as “normal” in education, media, and society at large just in my lifetime.

    I think the first time I learned that homosexuality was a thing was from Ellen. I know now that everyone isn’t hetero but every relationship I saw around me, in books, in movies for my the most formative years of my life defined it as “normal” in my brain.

    All I knew outside of “gender norms” was Bugs Bunny in drag, Bosom Buddies, Some Like it Hot, Rocky Horror. It was “not normal”, a joke.

    I come from a liberal family with a liberal upbringing. I’ve considered myself an LGBT ally for a long time, but I still have a lot of implicit biases in my head.

    When my child came out as trans, those implicit biases were the first things into my head. I love my son for who he is, want him to be happy, and fully support him. When he decided to dress fem for the first time after hatching my implicit biases were confused. But it doesn’t matter what those biases say because I consciously support what makes him happy.

    My parents were born in the 50s. They are both unabashed feminists but they had another 30 years of that “inertia” to overcome when my son hatched. They still occasionally forget the right pronouns. His one remaining great grandmother has almost 20 years more inertia to overcome and still uses the wrong name occasionally.

    I guess what I’m saying is that I agree with you to an extent. These things threaten their “inertia” and it’s hard to question yourself like that. It’s easier to dig your heels in and fight back.