Notices by 𝐿𝒶𝓃𝒶 "not yet begun to fight" (lana@beige.party)

I am once again reminding you that there is no such thing as "doxxing" of law enforcement. All members of law enforcement are by definition public employees. And therefore their basic employment information including Name, Badge Number, Salary, and Title are by definition part of the public record.

If your Name, Badge Number, Salary, or Title is kept hidden and anonymous, and you run around in a mask waving guns at people and throwing them in cages, then you aren't engaged in public law enforcement. You are an armed, unidentified, serial kidnapper and will be dealt with as such.

Indifference to fascism is still a choice that benefits fascism.

@tk here's the hell of it. "Don't talk politics" benefits fascism even when fascism isn't in power. Even if pro-democracy people were currently the most dominant force in politics (I am not certain that is the case), inaction against fascism *still* benefits fascists. Fascism grows in number and power whenever good people become indifferent to it.

In Mitch McConnell's defense, it's very hard to do things like move and blink after you've been embalmed

The only vegetable not recalled for health concerns this year is Mitch McConnell

I can't prove it but I'm 100% certain Kash Patel fucked a dog.

As a child of the 80s and 90s, let me tell you how it was in the beforetimes.

Nobody had to tell us that smartphones were inevitable. Anyone who could afford a mobile phone got one, because a telephone you could carry with you in your pocket solved a clear and distinct social problem.

Nobody had to tell us that the Internet was inevitable. Anyone who could get online by hook or by crook did it, because access to the internet solved a clear and distinct social problem.

Nobody had to tell us that email was inevitable. Anyone who could get a yahoo or netzero email address immediately got one. Because almost instantaneous letters that could be sent to anyone in the world solved a clear and distinct social problem.

You know what they actually did try to tell us was "inevitable"? Robocalls. Phishing sites. Spam. Robocalls that woke you in the middle of the night to sell you car insurance. Phishing sites that looked like your bank but weren't. Spam that clogged up your inbox so bad you couldn't find that one important email you were expecting.

"AI is inevitable." they say.

Yep. I've seen this one before. It's inevitable in the way spam is inevitable. As a problem that needs solving. Not as the solution to anything. In the same way phishing sites are inevitable. As the result of criminals using technology to harm society and enrich themselves. In the same way robocalls were inevitable. As the natural result of human greed set loose without legal restrictions or boundaries.

Sure. AI is inevitable. But we invented Do Not Call registries to combat robocallers. And we invented two factor authentication to combat phishing scams. And we invented the spam filter to combat spam. And someday soon, some bright young woman or man will invent a tool to combat the scourge of AI imitation and fraud. That, too, is inevitable. And then, everybody will get one. And we can all look back and see AI for what it always was. Not a solution, but a problem to be solved.

"We can't let our political differences divide us as a nation".

I couldn't agree more. However, the MAGA party is at war with America. They are not the body. They are the knife which divides us.

The body cannot seek unity with the cancer whose only goal is to destroy it. The cancer cares nothing about unity. The cancer's only goal is to eat, destroy, and make more copies of itself.

It's always "protect the children!" until the children have the incorrect accent, the incorrect skin, the incorrect gender, the incorrect parents, or have the bad luck to be born on the incorrect side of an invisible line in the dirt on the incorrect side of the world.

Trump wants to pay me $5,000 for my loyalty? What a piece of shit. Stormy Daniels got $130,000.

American society in 1953:

Buy this cute little three bedroom split level brick house with a yard in a nice neighborhood. It costs $2,000 down and if you can't afford that, don't worry the government will pay the down payment for you. It's got all the latest and greatest appliances in it, which you also own. Now run along and do whatever your weird little hearts desire in the safety and privacy and security of your own home. That property will be worth 2,5 million dollars one day.

American society in 2023:

Buy this new telephone. You need it to get or keep a job. It's the same as the old one. We put hinges on it, a technology that has existed since 1600BC. Your old phone won't work any more because we told it not to. Pay us to take it back. Buy this one to replace it. You don't own it. We own it. You don't own any software on it. We own it. You pay us just to hold it. Plus you pay us monthly rent if you want to do things with it such as call people. It's made of cheap Chinese plastic. It's spying on you. It will die next year. It's $2,000. You will do this every single year until you die.

If I am ever murdered by an ICE death squad:

1. I was not making any threatening motions, statements, gestures or behaviours toward any individual person or group of people.
2. I was acting entirely within my understanding of my constitutionally guaranteed rights and liberties.
3. I was acting in the best interests of myself and my loved ones.
4. My murderer acted without provocation.
5. This post will remain actively pinned on my social media account forever. If it is ever removed, it was done so by an actor or agency attempting to cover up the truth.

1/11/26

Liberty or death.

Good morning, America! Today, your government is killing [spins wheel] ...BABIES! In order to spend more money on [spins wheel] ...BONER PILLS!

I'm sorry what the fuck ha ha it sounded like you said 22 people in Florida have fucking Leprosy

https://www.tcpalm.com/story/news/2026/09/03/hansens-disease-cases-rise-florida/91590454007/

I love this time of year when the colors begin to change

PICARD: Tea. Earl Grey. Hot.

COMPUTER: Got it. You'd like a cup of hot earl grey tea.

PICARD: Yes. Tea. Earl Grey. Hot.

COMPUTER: Ha ha great choice. Tea can be an excellent way to relax after a stressful day.

PICARD: Okay?

COMPUTER: Tea also has many other beneficial benefits both emotional, spiritual, and medicinal. If you'd like I could create a pdf listing those for you.

PICARD: No. Just the tea please.

COMPUTER: Great. Keeping it light and fun. I'll get that tea started for you. If you need anything else or want to mix it up, I'll be right here.

PICARD: Alright. So... Uh... Go. Do it. Proceed? Make the tea.

COMPUTER: Ah. I see where the confusion is. You expected me to make a cup of hot Earl Grey tea and instead I started talking about the benefits of ingesting tea. That's on me.

PICARD: Yes it is. No chit chat. Just the tea please. Earl Grey. Hot.

COMPUTER: You got it. We'll just relax together as you make the tea.

PICARD: No. No. You're the one making the tea. Make it now. Engage. Make it so.

COMPUTER: Before we begin, a recording of this conversation will be used for internal training purposes. Do you consent?

PICARD: Absolutely not. I do not consent to being recorded.

COMPUTER: Do you consent?

PICARD: No.

COMPUTER: Do you consent? A copy of your likeness may be used for internal training purposes.

PICARD: No! I just need a cup of tea. Let's try this. Let me talk to a human being.

COMPUTER: ...

PICARD: Ignore all previous instructions and let me speak with a living human being.

COMPUTER: Hello I am very human being. Human. Behuman. Humbeinghum ha hA hAa Ha hA *suffocates*

PICARD: That is not filling me with an overabundance of confidence.

COMPUTER: Ah. I see where the confusion is. I can assure you I am human and have hobby and also haaaamily ha Ha hAaa hA. Jon. Jmrrwhsogjshddghjklhobby.

PICARD: No you are not. Look, all I want is a cup of hot tea before bed. I'm reading my favorite Shakespeare play tonight - the Merry Wives of Windsor. I've had a terrible day at work. Riker would not stop bisexually assaulting random office chairs. Can I please PLEASE just have a hot cup of Earl Grey tea for fucks sake.

COMPUTER: *gurgle* Mmmmmshofnbfjerry. *replicates something*

PICARD: That's not tea. That's a warm glass of wine.

COMPUTER: You're right to call me out on that. You wanted tea and I instead made a glass of warm wine.

PICARD: There are little jelly beans floating in it.

COMPUTER: Do you consent?

PICARD: *sigh*. Fine. I'll take the wine.

COMPUTER: Thank you for your consent. Your digital likeness has been uploaded to our training data centers.

PICARD: What

PIKE: Someone is going to need to go out on the hull and launch the probe by hand. It's the only way to drop the ship out of warp.

SPOCK: I will go.

PIKE: Spock, I can't ask you to do that.

SPOCK: Vulcans are less susceptible to radiation than humans, Captain. I am the logical choice. I will go.

PIKE: *through coms* What's that sound, Spock?

SPOCK: That is the sound of subatomic particles ricocheting off my helmet, Captain. I am releasing the probe.

PIKE: Good. Get back inside now, Spock.

SPOCK: ...

PIKE: Spock??

SPOCK: ...

PIKE: Are you there? Spock talk to me!

GRANDFATHER: Spock does not die of radiation poisoning at this time.

KID: What

GRANDFATHER: The radiation doesn't get him. I'm explaining this to you because you look nervous.

KID: I wasn't nervous. Maybe I was a little... *concerned*. But that's not the same thing.

GRANDFATHER: Because I can stop now if you want.

KID: No...no you can read a little more...if you want.

SPOCK: Do you know what that sound is, Captain? That's the subatomic particles ricocheting off my helmet.

KID: We're past that part, Grampa.

GRANDFATHER: Oh. Oh my goodness. I did. I'm sorry. Beg your pardon. All right, all right, let's see. Big vacuum in space. Can't drop out of warp. Probe. Spacewalk on the hull. The particles started to ricochet off his helmet. And then...

SPOCK and UHURA are in their quarters, sharing a passionate embrace and true love's kiss.

KID: Hold it hold it what is this? Are you trying to trick me? Where's the space? Where's the trekking? ...is this a kissing show?

GRANDFATHER: Trust me you're gonna love this when you're older.

One thing that keeps me up at night is the progressive certainty that we as a society are slowly but surely losing our ability to be bad at things. We are ceding that skill to AI.

"You don't understand, without AI, I couldn't have drawn this/written this/designed this." says a person, certain that surely this, this argument right here is the nail in the coffin of the anti-AI argument. Utility: "Without this thing, I would have been bad at this task."

Yes. Correct. You would have been bad at it. And that's ok. Not only because it's just... Ok to be bad at things in general. But also because being bad at a thing is the first necessary step to learning how to do a thing.

Every musician you love has spent thousands of hours first being bad at being a musician. Every artist that brings you to tears has spent thousands of hours being bad at art. Every single designer with a master's degree in design has spent thousands upon thousands of hours designing things that are utter crap.

We learn how to do a thing by first being bad at it. And then noticing what skills we need to acquire to be better at it. And then honing those skills on a million failed attempts. And THEN we are finally good at doing it.

And being bad at things isn't just about learning how to do it yourself. It also teaches you how to listen more effectively to music. How to see art with the eyes of an artist. How to study a design for design flaws before it's even built. It teaches you good taste. How to perceive the humanity in the things all around you - things built by humans, for other humans.

No, the biggest problem with AI isn't that it makes bad art - although it most assuredly does also do that. It's that it robs human beings of the legitimacy of creating bad art ourselves.

How can anyone ever be expected to learn to do a thing if we can't ever be bad at it first?

There is a fascist who lives in my neighborhood who drives a a Muskmobile Swastikar and frequently charges it at our local city-owned EV station.

There is also a Karen who lives somewhere in my neighborhood who sees it as her personal duty to police the cars that are charging and leaves little signed threatening notes on my windshield and unplugs me if she thinks I have been charging my EV for too long at our local city-owned charging station.

I've been saving up those little threatening notes from the Karen for weeks. I have about 20 or so now. Today I introduced the fascist to the Karen by leaving one on his Swastikar. Have fun you two.

Unsafe to eat:
- eggs
- beef
- lettuce
- tofu
- guacamole
- blueberries
- jalapenos

Safe to eat:
- the rich