Sincere question, is it difficult to create harvest methane from animals? Most livestock basically never sees the sun so it’s not like there’s an interminable area to harvest from, and stories of farmyard methane fires aren’t exactly uncommon so the concentration is there.
Man, the people who say everyone’s way too obsessed with trans people are way too obsessed with trans people.
I like never reading “should of”, as well. Every browser and phone’s autocorrect aggressively suggests a correction to “have.” Sometimes you don’t notice an apostrophe appearing in the middle of a word, so I can forgive “it’s,” but there’s little excuse for fighting with autocorrect to write “should of.”
Tangential but I’m curious, when was it that you noticed every search engine was broken by SEO? I started to see signs 6 years ago, but they became undeniably unusable about 3 years ago for me.
I’m not sure whether the issues plaguing Reddit really apply to lemmy, even with a single instance being disproportionately larger than the others, which makes “Reddit 2.0” a bit less derogatory to me. Reddit’s moderator tools were severely lacking for the required output (federation helps diffuse communities, and lemmy doesn’t encourage bots to swarm in order to increase apparent user numbers for investor satisfaction), every big anti-hate decision required a media spectacle to precede it (admins here aren’t free speech absolutists with authoritarian hard-ons), and staff retention at Reddit is an odd loop of promotion into managerial obsolescence which severely increases overhead (irrelevant to lemmy). Reddit 2.0 wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world to me.
Tony hawk gazes upon the mountains before him. The pale mountains of Switzerland, in the multilingual country of Switzerland, located near the center of Europe. The peaks before him, Swiss mountains of the country of Switzerland in a region predominantly speaking German, beckoned him. He loaded his skateboard underneath his arm and ambled toward the mass of earth that he would make his.
The journey was long and rife with Italian and German-speaking Swiss pointing out his appearance, but he broke free of their eyes and ankles and climbed to the summit. As he slid the skateboard out from beneath his sensuous arm, he awakened. In one fluid motion, he dropped and mounted the board, riding down the mountain like a man in fire, breaking the language barrier as he shrieked affirmations of his identity in hypoxic confusion. Each of his limbs were found in separate lingual regions, leading the world to posthumously dub him “Switzerland’s Exodia.”