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The Falcon030 microbox was designed to be used either vertically or horizontally. Image source - https://www.atarimuseum.de/falcon030.htm

The funny thing is that I was looking into assembly compilers on wikipedia, which led to external reading about rmac, which then led to MiNT, which finally led to the Atari Falcon

Edit to add wiki, sorry folks! working link

I was watching a meme compilation video from another YouTuber and he shared the interesting piece of info that he grew up, got ripped, and makes music apparently.

Also, the video that got famous of him raging at a videogame was very much staged for clicks and he was making joke videos around the same time, but the German news thought that a video of a kid raging was real and aired it as like THE proof that they caused violence.

The Battle of Blair Mountain saw 10,000 West Virginia coal miners march in protest of perilous work conditions, squalid housing and low wages, among other grievances. They set out from the small hamlet of Marmet, with the goal of advancing upon Mingo County, a few days’ travels away to meet the coal companies on their own turf and demand redress. They would not reach their goal; the marchers instead faced opposition from deputized townspeople and businesspeople who opposed their union organizing, and more importantly, from local and federal law enforcement that brutally shut down the burgeoning movement. The opposing sides clashed near Blair Mountain, a 2,000-foot peak in southwestern Logan County, giving the battle its name.

Miners then often lived in company towns, paying rent for company-owned shacks and buying groceries from the company-owned store with “scrip.” Scrip wasn’t accepted as U.S. currency, yet that’s how the miners were paid. For years, miners had organized through unions including the Industrial Workers of the World (IWW) and United Mine Workers of America (UMWA), leading protests and strikes. Nine years prior to Blair Mountain, miners striking for greater union recognition clashed with armed Baldwin-Felts agents, hired mercenaries employed by coal companies to put down rebellions and unionizing efforts. The agents drove families from their homes at gunpoint and dumped their belongings. An armored train raced through a tent colony of the evicted miners and sprayed their tents with machine gun fire, killing at least one. In 1914, those same agents burned women and children alive in a mining camp cellar at Ludlow, Colorado.

been researching genetics and noticed humans and chimps are much nearer chromosomewise than many species that successfully breed hybrids so, even tho ive always heard humans cant hybrid with any nonhumans, i looked in to it and found this interesting thing.

I saw the jokes about the name change a few times, and went looking for what the name even meant. I didn't expect it to be so literal, it feels like an odd format to ship crackers in

The name specifically ties into the history of what Cracker Barrel is trying to replicate: An old country store. Back when small towns often only had a few businesses, country stores were not just for selling food and supplies; they were a community gathering place. During this time, soda crackers, which are another name for saltines, were shipped to these stores in big wooden barrels to prevent them from breaking during transit. After the crackers were taken out, the barrels would be repurposed as tables that locals could sit around as they socialized. They were even used to hold checkerboards, which remain a Cracker Barrel staple.

https://medium.com/@hrnews1/43-6-million-americans-hold-over-1-7-trillion-in-federal-student-loan-debt-e18cc64fc52c

One might reasonably ask what kind of civilization permits — nay, encourages — the systematic indenturing of its young people in exchange for what amounts to a glorified certificate of attendance. But then again, one might also reasonably ask what kind of civilization elects reality television stars to high office, so perhaps we shouldn’t set our expectations too bloody high.

The numbers alone should make any decent person reach for the nearest bottle of something strong. Forty-three point six million Americans — nearly one in seven citizens of this great republic — are currently shackled to federal student loan debt totaling $1.7 trillion. To put this obscenity in perspective, this represents more debt than the entire GDP of most nations, surpassed only by mortgage debt in the grand hierarchy of American financial bondage.

One point seven trillion dollars.

Say it slowly. Let it roll around your mouth like a particularly bitter wine. This is what we’ve decided education should cost in the land of the free and the home of the brave. This is the price we’ve assigned to the theoretical pursuit of knowledge, critical thinking, and intellectual development — you know, all those quaint notions that used to distinguish a civilized society from a particularly well-organized pack of wolves. The ReVolt — Revolutionary News & Radical Perspectives Sparking change through independent journalism. Revolutionary left-wing news aggregator for the resistance.

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But here’s where the con becomes truly diabolical: unlike every other form of debt known to humankind, student loans cannot be discharged in bankruptcy. Think about that for a moment. You can declare bankruptcy on your gambling debts, your credit card splurges, your ill-conceived business ventures, even your bloody yacht payments — but not on your education. The very thing that’s supposed to liberate your mind has become the permanent chain around your economic ankle.

This isn’t an accident. This is design.

The beauty of the American higher education racket — and one must admire its sheer, brazen efficiency — lies in its ability to transform what should be a public good into a private profit center while maintaining the fiction that it’s all being done for the students’ own benefit. “Invest in yourself!” they cry. “Education is the path to prosperity!” Meanwhile, they’re selling young people a product that increases in price faster than healthcare, housing, or any other necessity, creating a captive market of debt slaves who have been convinced they’re actually customers.

Consider the exquisite perversity of it all. We’ve created a system where eighteen-year-olds — barely old enough to vote, drink, or sign a lease — are encouraged to sign documents committing them to decades of debt payments for degrees that may or may not lead to employment that may or may not pay enough to service said debt. It’s rather like selling someone a map to buried treasure while simultaneously moving the treasure and keeping the shovel rental fees perpetually climbing.

The universities, meanwhile, have discovered the perfect business model: customers who cannot default, products that cost virtually nothing to reproduce, and a cultural mythology that treats their service as essential to human dignity. They’ve managed to convince an entire society that without their particular brand of credentialism, one is doomed to a life of economic and social irrelevance.

Brilliant, really.

And what do these debt-shackled graduates receive for their investment? In many cases, the privilege of competing for unpaid internships, part-time positions without benefits, or jobs that require “3–5 years experience” for “entry-level” positions. The lucky ones might land work that pays enough to service their loans while still living with roommates well into their thirties. The unlucky ones discover that their expensive education in medieval poetry or communications studies has prepared them for exactly nothing the market actually values.

But let’s not blame the students, shall we? They’re simply responding rationally to a system that has made higher education the mandatory gateway to middle-class respectability while simultaneously pricing it beyond the reach of anyone not born into wealth. They’ve been told, repeatedly and from childhood, that college is not optional — it’s the minimum entry fee for the American Dream.

The real criminals in this enterprise are the administrators who’ve transformed universities into luxury resorts with climbing walls and gourmet dining halls, funded by students who will spend the next twenty years paying for amenities they used for four. They’re the politicians who’ve systematically defunded public education while ensuring that student loans remain as easy to obtain as a McDonald’s hamburger and twice as difficult to digest.

They’re the economists and policy makers who looked at this growing mountain of debt and concluded that the problem wasn’t the system itself, but rather that students simply needed more access to credit.

The most grotesque aspect of this entire charade is how it’s been wrapped in the rhetoric of opportunity and social mobility. We’re told that student debt is actually a sign of progress — evidence that more Americans than ever have access to higher education. This is rather like celebrating a rise in emergency room visits as proof of expanding healthcare access.

What we’ve actually created is a system of educational feudalism.

The wealthy attend university debt-free, their parents having either saved sufficient funds or simply written checks for tuition that would bankrupt ordinary families. They graduate with degrees from prestigious institutions, connections to power, and the financial freedom to take unpaid internships, pursue graduate degrees, or start businesses without the crushing weight of monthly loan payments.

The poor and middle class, meanwhile, mortgage their futures for the mere hope of joining the conversation. They graduate with the same degrees but begin their careers already behind, their potential earnings immediately spoken for by loan servicers who have become the most reliable creditors in human history.

This is not a bug in the American system. This is a feature.

And so we arrive at our current moment: millions of Americans discovering that the education they were told would liberate them has instead created a new form of bondage, more sophisticated and persistent than anything devised by previous generations of exploitation. They cannot escape it through bankruptcy, cannot negotiate it away, cannot simply walk away from it as they might a bad mortgage or business investment.

They can only pay, month after month, year after year, decade after decade, while watching their delayed life milestones — home ownership, marriage, children, retirement savings — recede further into an ever-more-distant future.

The American Dream, it turns out, now comes with a payment plan.

And the interest is compounding. Homeless Romantic is Just Another Human Being Doing Things The Homeless Romantic This Week In Decline: Livestream Everyday at 4pm EST

I think my first contact with them was via the mid 2000s movies, I never saw it while it aired on Brazilian TV in the 90s

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Edit: Holy shit, this took some digging. But here is the source and proof provided by the waybackmachine: All hail to the internet archive!