Well obviously the internet is kept in a box, and it’s wireless. The elders of the internet let me borrow it occasionally.

normal person’s server.

I’m pretty sure I speak for the majority of normal people, but we don’t have servers.

“In ancient times cats were worshipped as gods; they have not forgotten this.”

— Terry Pratchett

You’d expect better from a cyber dude. The fediverse chick could manage it.

Looks like a Royal Air Force after hours pilots party.

Presumably for the people who still like to rent the Crocodile Dundee films.

Given how obsolete videos are, I’d imagine all of the stores have gone too.

We had blockbuster in the UK, and we had boomboxes. No one I knew took them outdoors though.

Just the 1. I’ve never listened to a boombox outdoors.

I bet it’s smaller when it arrives.

I like the way they’ve attached a tree to it. Going the extra mile.

I couldn’t be bothered to read the article, so I got ChatGPT to summarise it. Apparently there’s nothing to worry about.

It really is a metaphor for the current state of America.

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