Donald Quiporne

He who fights with monsters might take care lest he thereby become a monster. And if you gaze for long into an abyss, the abyss gazes also into you.

I worked as a caddy for years, I knew the course like the back of my hand… but do they call me Kash the golfer? No. I’m a prolific author, with three books for children, but do they call me Kash the writer? No.

Man seeking entry to gated community cures his nagging cough.

it’s a sign.

Imagine you were a Playboy editor and didn’t lead with “Somebody once told me that there’s a viral theory…”

This is what principle looks like.

One thing I miss from Twitter, or maybe it was Tweetbot, was being able to mute accounts for a set amount of time. Someone I follow is having a petty back and forth in their replies, spanning days and threads. I don’t want to drop them, just take a short break. @bsky.app can this be a thing?

“random guy” is doing some truly Herculean lifting here

the editor of the telegraph especially— should, frankly, blow his brains out. this was a lynching of a man who didn't deserve death or anything close to it. they knew exactly what they were doing unlike a low rent fraud who just backs themselves into a pile of white lies

I’ll take microbrew meetup over nazi bar, but you do you. Hey @newyorker.com, come collect your messy bitch.

Maybe they’re trying to get the Qrowd back on their side, maybe they’re just this stupid, but this isn’t how you flood the zone kids.

You might be forgiven for thinking there’d be a democratic process for recalling a representative who suffered brain damage resulting in a dramatic personality change.