

Depends on the nature of the offensive application. I expect we’ll see them used for a mass blinding terror attack in my lifetime.


Depends on the nature of the offensive application. I expect we’ll see them used for a mass blinding terror attack in my lifetime.


A report from an Israeli defense publicatiom says it’s “capable of 100kW of power focused on a spot the diameter of a coin at a distance of 10km”
So, definitely not an anti-satellite weapon from the ground, or even high-atmosphere, but it ought to work if they mounted one to another satellite.
That said, there’s no such thing as a defensive-only weapon. Laser weapons can be deadly to people too, and even at a fraction of their rated power output they could blind people instantly.


As an enby who’s best described as “the polar opposite of an agender person”, I experience gender both intrinsically and extrinsically. Dysphoria is a good example of the former; I used to have a deep and profoundly uncomfortable sense of “wrongness” about my body, like the feeling of wearing your shoes on the wrong feet but for skin texture, body odor, the shape of one’s hands, vocal pitch, etc etc etc.
Extrinsically, I’m mostly seen as a guy, which can be irritating when it results in getting called “Sir”, or a pleasant experience when someone recognizes that I’m not one of the guys.
Frankly, I’d rather be fired than to bother with a mandate to use a useless tool just to justify the money that was spent on it.
I’m glad they let me go when they did, I get to be on unemployment while the bubble is popping. =D
I got laid off because I didn’t use Copilot after discovering that it wasn’t helpful for any of my job duties.


Real Kel-Tec fans only buy gen 3 or higher. XD They’ve usually got all the bugs worked out by then, while the remaining inherent flaws are part of their charm.


Any kind of soap for basic cleaning, but you can substitute water and elbow grease in a pinch.
For sanitizing, get a hypochlorite generator. They’re cheap (you can get them on Amazon for less than $25), and use electricity to turn a pinch of salt and some water into the same dilute bleach solution that Hospitals use to sanitize surfaces.


You’re not fucked, it just feels that way because you’re breaking down walls you put up to try and protect yourself from the truth.
You’ve got at least one person that loves and supports you, and all the time you need to figure out what the cracked egg means for you. Come on out of your shell as slowly as you need to, and don’t be afraid to reach out since there are plenty of us that have gone through the same thing you’re experiencing now.


The legality is questionable, but just listening is harmless.


You can get a cheap SDR for a few bucks and an antenna for about the same. The rest is software and ingenuity.


Van Eck Phreaking, figuring out what a computer is doing from nothing more than it’s stray radio emissions, is some magical shit.


Make a donation in his name to a trans youth charity.

The existence of autism isn’t the problem. The “toll” we pay is other folks treating us like problems to be solved rather than as people.


I’ve spent decades feeling out the contours of my ideal shape, of course I’d just be my fursona~<3


As a (mostly) masc-presenting transfem enby, I’m anxious to reach that point for myself. I feel like I’m in a weird sort of limbo, 'cuz even after two years of hormone therapy I rarely draw any second glances when hiking topless on public trails.


Easily solved by using open-source firmware.


Valid.
I’d say try talking about your discomfort without referring to it as dysphoria. There are plenty of cis guys who get Finasteride for balding too.
And yeah! Transfem enbies are definitely underrepresented. I made it all the way to my 30’s before I saw another person like myself.


Hey, I’m enby too! =D
You might also wanna look into Finasteride, it blocks the effects of testosterone on hair follicles, reducing or stopping male-pattern hair loss.
Move to Washington D.C. or Cheyenne Wyoming, if you’re inside the blast radius then you won’t have to live to see the world end.