Oh man. Holy shit. If you haven’t seen this I consider you to be incredibly lucky. When I stumbled upon this “Federal Postal Court” nonsense I really couldn’t figure out what the fuck I was reading. This shit is absolutely fucking bananas.

: Russell-Jay: Gould.

I just don’t know where to start with this loon. He claims he has some mystical understanding of grammar and syntax that is “universally understood” as “mathematically supported”. I honestly can’t type enough quotes to encapsulate these absolutely asinine claims. I just can’t even with this guy. This is easily the dumbest shit I’ve stumbled upon in a very long time. And he’s an actively seeking con-man, too. He’s currently bilking anyone dumb enough to give him money a few hundred dollars per “claim of the life”.

My theme apparently wraps every ![Image](source) in another set of <a href=""></a> tags that point to the source for the image. If you’re trying to generate galleries with a shortcode using fancyboxes, this default behavior is going to bite you in the ass. I forced the behavior to what I want/expect by copying assets/js/even.js and assets/js/main.js from themes/even into my blog root assets/js/. Then I hacked out the fancyboxes references in both files and regenerated. Boom, galleries work, and I didn’t lose anything of value in any previous posts. It’s a win/win for my specific situation.

BEHOLD, FUCKING MEMES.

God damn, this thing is really flexible. Just added a layouts/shortcodes/gallery.html and slapped a little Go Html Template and some lightbox.js and whatever, and bing-o bang-o boom; motherfucker is an autogallery. BOOYAH, BITCH.

Cool as fuck.

Of course there’s a little more to it than that. Gotta do some page bundling as well, which is easy enough. Just run your hugo new post/2022-01-01-Title/index.md and dump your images into content/post/2022-01-01-Title/img.

I’m sure churning the posts out, boy howdy. Treating this sumbitch like Facebook. Except this is way better than Facebook. I’m the master here, no one else. Nobody else gets to determine what I am and am not allowed to post here except for me. It’s very empowering and feels pretty awesome, and as long as you practice rational operational security you’re golden- Even if you piss off half the internet.

I’ve always felt as though I’m worth more than present day economics. I think we all feel that way at some point in our lives. I also feel as though most of us average folk are better than the lot we’ve been cast with this “work to make others rich” bullshit we’re forced to endure at present. Even small business owners are sadder slaves than the office drones. At least the office drone has one boss, maybe two or three. Every small business owner has multiple supervisors in the form of customers. Man, the customer is always a prick. Even if you’re doing the customer an enormous favor, it doesn’t matter. He’s going to try and get that favor completely free of charge, despite the fact that it doesn’t benefit you to do that work for free.

I enjoy marijuana quite a bit. I love dry flower. I love concentrates. I love edibles. I use it to help me sleep, and it helps me sleep far better than anything else I’ve ever tried. I remember the bad old Ambien days. That stuff is probably just about the worst thing to happen to sleep since insomnia. The remedy is almost as bad as the malady. You can do anything on Ambien. The only problem is that you likely aren’t in the right frame of mind and you’re damn near guaranteed to remember next to nothing about why you woke up where you did or how you got there. It’s interesting, to say the least.

As I learn more about how to use Go HTML Templates, Hugo, goldenmark, and the other underpinning technologies of this particular brand of static site generation, I find myself refining the overlaid structure while running out of actual material to feed to this thing. It’s starting to get to the point where I have to dig into really old subject matter that bothered me a lot years ago, rather than things that pertain to the here and now. It’s actually pretty annoying, but I get it. Like some sort of perverse nerd-flavored writer’s block.

You’re probably not wondering; Who is James McGibney? And I know why you aren’t wondering. It’s because nobody really gives a shit anymore. He’s a random asshole who was cheated on and started a revenge porn website to get back at the ex who cheated on him. Ironically enough, after starting his revenge porn website he also started digging into random people’s personal lives and “exposing” all personal details he could obtain about them and using search engine optimization to ensure that his slam pages are the first result for any googling of these people’s names.