Protesters hold signs that say "no king for us"
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No King’s Day Episode 4 went off pretty much as predicted.

Cities all over America were filled with a massive, ebullient mob of families, schoolteachers, ministers, parents, grocery store clerks, college students, business owners, grandparents, and toddlers on shoulders.

Highways and overpasses were lined with exuberant, sign-waving throngs of joyfully defiant human beings loudly declaring their shared disdain for a wannabe dictator.

Local parks exploded in a kaleidoscopic display of disparate humanity, converging to declare their solidarity and their collective rejection of authoritarianism.

Republican lawmakers’ offices were surrounded by a spirited show of resistance from pissed-off, fed-up constituents demanding accountability.

The vibes were positive.

The chants were spirited.

The dance lines were jubilant.

The sign game was strong.

And it was all, well… really nice.

We gathered together. We made some noise. We gave speeches. We raised our fists. We encouraged one another. We put the Republican Party on notice.

And when it was over, we all felt the emotional intoxication that events like these usually yield.

But if we’re honest with ourselves, was it all the equivalent of a strongly-worded letter to powerful, corrupt people who threw it directly in the trash the moment it arrived?

Here we are after the fourth of these gatherings.

The Constitutional crises are still piling up.
We’re still immersed in an unnecessary, unwinnable war halfway across the world.
This Administration’s disregard for legality and morality is still escalating.
The complete Epstein files are still concealed, the monsters within them still evading their reckoning.
ICE is still ravaging our communities with impunity and with taxpayer funding.
Our traitorous, cognitively-decimated, sociopathic Predator-In-Chief is still unstable and violent.
We’re still a hair’s breadth from full-on fascism.

And in the aftermath of Saturday’s protests, the United States is less than three weeks away from a nation-altering election that the current Administration is clearly doing everything to rig and disrupt, and has no intention of honoring, should the votes of the people not be in their favor.

Regardless of the results at the polls, we are almost certainly going to be thrust into chaos by this sitting president; one that we have never experienced in our 250-year-history. I wonder if we have it in us to do what we might be required to do to ensure the will of the voters is honored, and the directives of the Constitution are followed.

Though I want more than anything to be wrong, as I look at the fierce, fiery protests that have shut down France and those we’ve seen in Spain and Italy and elsewhere, I’m terribly worried that Americans may be too soft and too polite to meet the moment that is likely coming.

The last three No Kings Day protests didn’t stave off the chaos that is now here, and it won’t prevent what this regime has planned. We’re going to need a mass display of sustained civil disobedience that we haven’t seen since the 1960s, and that isn’t something we seem capable of.

The painful truth is that fascist dictators are rarely voted out, and monstrous authoritarian regimes don’t leave simply because they’re politely asked to.

Practically speaking, as meaningful and uplifting as our collective efforts on Saturday were to us, they didn’t matter even a little bit to Trump and his sycophantic gaggle of ghouls. Like so many times before, they allowed us to have an afternoon where we all felt a false sense of power, blew off steam, and then largely returned to our lives currently in progress, while they continued to dismantle our Republic largely unabated.

Yes, we registered people to vote, we equipped them with the tools to make their voices heard, and we implored them to show up in numbers too big to manipulate, at least in theory.

But what happens if we wake up on November 4th and we find ourselves with a presidential administration that refuses to release the stranglehold on this nation?

I’m not advocating for violence or inciting wide-scale property damage, but I sure as hell know that if the American people are the only thing standing between our Republic and a cadre of lawless, violent, deranged traitors who show every sign that they’re not leaving voluntarily, signs and chants aren’t gonna cut it.

We need to remember that transformative activism is found in sustained and forceful movements, not in soothing moments, and unless we actually strike fear into the oppressors and oligarchs, we may get the very king we claimed for four times in two years that we’d never tolerate.


John and I both would really like to hear your honest thoughts on all of this. 

Do you share the same concerns that we have about our willingness to make a more sustained and disruptive response should this Administration do what has been unthinkable?

Do you worry that we are too passive and polite a people to push back the way that people in Europe and Central and South America have?

Is a post-election No King’s Day going to need to be different, and are we capable of it?

Let me know in the comments.

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Also Charming

I’d get rid of the table/bendh in the kitchen and add more cabinets and put the range against the long wall and a refrigerator on either of the shorter walls. The CHAMBER in the upper right corner of the second floor plan is awfully small for a proper bedroom, so that would undoubtedly be used as a home office or den.

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A Rarity

Sony adopted color with abandon in the 90s and 00, but back in the mid 80s they were more reserved, usually offering only a rare, red option when they offered anything except black, silver, or gunmetal. This example I spotted on eBay:

It’s a rare item, but that price is still ridiculous (and has dropped nearly $500 since it was first posted). The D-10 is the same model I bought new in black in 1987 and paid something like $350 (a little over $1000 in today’s currency).

I have another black one now, and I was kind of surprised when I got it’s such a sensitive little flower. You scarcely breathe on it and it skips. And it most certainly does NOT like CDRs (not surprising because those weren’t even a thing until several years later). Still, of all the old school Sony players, it remains my favorite, if only for the nostalgia factor.

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Apologies

It wasn’t my fault this time. I swear!

It turns out that the the company whose plugin I use for weekly backups was—in their words—”suffered unauthoriised access.”


Over the weekend of 17-18 October we identified unauthorized access to our website. Our team responded straight away and worked through the night to contain it. We closed the access route, signed out every account and replaced the keys and credentials that could have been affected.

What was accessed

We believe our customer database was accessed. It holds:

    • names, email addresses, billing addresses and order history

    • account passwords, stored only in hashed (scrambled) form and never in plain text

    • two-factor authentication settings

    • connection keys for UpdraftCentral, UpdraftVault and UpdraftClone

We never store full card numbers. Payments are handled by Stripe and PayPal. The UpdraftPlus plugin itself and its downloads were not affected.

What we have already done

    • Closed the access route and secured the website

    • Signed out every account and reset login security across the site

    • Disconnected every site from the vault and issued new credentials

    • Replaced every client key.

    • Rotated our keys with payment providers and other connected services

    • Started work on an emergency release that will automatically disconnect our old connections

What you need to do

    1. Change your account password. Type the name of the website directly into your browser rather than following a link.

    2. If you use the same password anywhere else, change it there too.

    3. If you use two-factor authentication with our website, reset it in My Account.

    4. Be cautious of unexpected emails that claim to be from us. We will never ask for your password or keys.


It appears that someone also installed a plugin of unknown origin remotely on my site. That’s been eliminated.

Let me know either in the comments here or email directly (link at right) if you run into any further issues.

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Let’s start today’s post off with a bang. Ladies and gents, I give you the winner of the Nobel Best Sign At No Kings Day Prize.

More than 3,000 No Kings events took place across the world yesterday, but this time the focus was different. 

No Kings Four wasn’t about crowd size. It was about getting out the vote — and voting early, where possible. We need to out-vote the shitheads, in numbers great enough that they can’t steal the midterms — because you know that they’re going to try like hell to pull some post-election fuckery. In fact, No Kings is already working on their next project — defending the vote.

Of course, there were crowds, in places such as Denver.

And Las Cruces, New Mexico.

In New York City.

And even in front of Donny’s beloved Epstein Reflecting Pool, which still seems to be completely fucked to hell.

But the people I really adore — and want to call out — are the individuals in the far-flung corners of the world who made it a point to let Dear Leader know how just how much he totally fucking sucks.

Exhibit A is this American visiting Scotland’s Isle of Skye, who took time out from her vacation to hold a one-woman protest.

“Add Isle of Skye, Scotland to the map of No Kings Protests! I can’t wait to vote early when I get home. I imagine the London action was bigger but at least we can say there were two protests in the UK! Indivisible Guide Indivisible Long Island #NoKings #BlueWave”

And then there’s this guy, who spends every No Kings Day camped out in front of the US embassy in Talinn, Estonia. Here he was, yesterday.

This homie fucking rules. he held the exact same one-person protest during No Kings Three last last March.

And here he is at the No Kings Two protest on October 18, 2025.

This is how much the entire world loathes you, Donny. Congratulations, you did that!

Oh, and when we say ‘no kings,’ we really have to make an exception for Carole King, who showed up to protest in Haley, Idaho.


Hey, do you know who can go fuck themselves all the way to Mars? The oligarchs and tech bros, that’s who. 

They’re terrified of We the People, and they’re doing everything they can to make sure our voices get buried. Yesterday, just as the No Kings protests were ramping up, Meta disabled No Kings’ Instagram account, knocking them completely offline.

“We have some breaking news, as we follow No Kings protests nationwide. A spokesperson for No Kings says the main accounts for the coalition on Instagram were frozen, and pulled down, and the administrators lost access to the peak of their national day of action. They say this happened at about 1:30pm eastern. MS NOW is out to Meta for comment. We have not heard back yet.”

Meta claimed that the whole thing was just a silly mistake, nobody’s fault, really, ha ha — but it still took them hours to restore the account. 

Oh, how convenient.


Meanwhile, at a hate-rally in who even gives a shit where, Mad King Donny once again fixated on his his latest obsession.

“And he came up and he was talking very nicely. And I stood right over here. And I examined his ass.”

It’s always something with this corroded old fucksnoot, isn’t it? Remember during the 2024 campaign cycle? Back then, in every single speech, Donny would lapse into some nonsensical reverie about boats and batteries and sharks and what would you do if you fell into the water, would you rather get electrocuted by the shark or eaten by the battery? There was never ever any context for this incoherent rambling, but there it was, in speech after speech.

No more. The boats and the sharks have been retired, replaced by Donny eternally examining Jon Husted’s ass. That must be one hell of a gluteus Jon’s packing back there. 

Way too much information, President Proctologist. Keep it to yourself.


I’ve got two heroes for you today. The first one is Jon Ossoff — because he’s so good at saying the things we’re all thinking.

“Now, maybe you saw Donald Trump was in Dalton yesterday, oblivious to the collapse of his presidency. A crowd smaller than this one endured two hours of senile babbling while the price of oil hit its five-month high.”

Ossoff excels at knowing exactly where to stick the knife. Back in the Oval Bordello, a ketchup bottle just got hurled against the wall, as Dear Leader hears himself get called senile, and has his crowd size made fun of. Boo fucking hoo, bro.


Our second hero is Abdul El-Sayed — because he’s so good at saying the things we wish we were smart enough to say.

Some MAGA chud named Tommy showed up at one of El-Sayed’s rallies, and was so cocksure of himself that he actually imagined he could disrupt the event by heckling. What happened instead was the Tommy the Chud got his rhetorical ass handed to him. El-Sayed took him apart, just by talking to him, one on one.

The entire clip is almost five minutes long. I’m only going to transcribe the first minute, but I implore you to listen to the whole thing.

El-Sayed: “You give me your name, I’ll answer the question.”

Tommy: “Okay, Tommy.”

El-Sayed: “Hi, Tommy. How are you?”

Tommy: “I’m great.”

El-Sayed: “Are you? Do you know what the Constitution of the United States is?”

Tommy: “I have one simple question. Will you disavow the Muslim Brotherhood?”

El-Sayed: “Yeah, sure, absolutely. But I want to ask to the question that you’re asking. Why are you asking the question?”

Tommy: “Well, because they’re a terrorist group.”

El-Sayed: “Okay. No, no, but what are you implying? Do you assume that I wouldn’t?”

Tommy: “Yes.”

El-Sayed: “Why not?”

Tommy: “Because I have not heard you disavow them yet.”

El-Sayed: “Have you disavowed them? I haven’t heard you disavow them yet.”

Tommy: “I disavow them.”

El-Sayed: “Do you? Great. But here’s the thing about it. You’re asking the question, because implicitly, you’ll assume that I have dual loyalties, right? Right? You assume that somehow I wouldn’t disavow, or that I’ll have some higher order, allegiance, than to the Constitution, correct? Tommy, isn’t that what you imply?”

Tommy: “Yes.”

El-Sayed: “Why would you think that about me?”

Tommy: “Because I have not yet heard you—”

El-Sayed: “No, no, no — why would you actually think that about me?”

That’s just the first minute. Please keep watching the entire clip. Spoiler alter: things don’t go too well for Tommy. He gets demolished. Not because El-Sayed insults him back, or makes fun of him, but simply because El-Sayed talks to him like a fellow human being.

And, in the end, Tommy the Chud books it the fuck out of there with his tail between his legs


this is going to be my closing message for the foreseeable future:

practice self-care. do what you need to do to keep sane. if that means you need to disengage with my daily posts for a while, I get it. this community of ours will still be here when you return.

to all the people who have signed on in the days since the election, welcome aboard. settle in as we all try to deal with the shitfuckery that’s ahead of us.

we are all in this together, and we are all here for each other.

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I For One Welcome Our Robot Overlords 😆

And it pains me to say it.

I saw this today and it made me laugh out loud. We all apparently have our obsessions, don’t we?

Now bags aren’t my thing, so I immediately thought, I’d just change the text (easily done in Photoshop or Photocraft*) and be done with it. But then I thought to take it one step further: get AI to overlay my face on her’s. And then I thought, why stop there? If I’m going to get AI involved, why not go all the way?

HOW I DID IT

I took the original and verified that it too was AI generated by someone so I didn’t feel too guilty about what I was going to do.

I then fed it along with this photo into ChatGPT:

The prompt was “Convert the image so that it matches the style of the one immediately above it.”

I got this:

I then instructed it to replace the woman in the original image with the subject of this one and change the text from BAG to CD PLAYER.

After the result came back I wasn’t happy. “CD PLAYER” was too vague as it could mean either a portable or a home stereo deck. So then I told it to change the text to DISCMAN, and after seeing it in context the term seemed too specific, as Sony had used it only for the first few years of portables. (Yes, I’m a nerd, but knew that.)

I finally settled on the term CD WALKMAN which is the generally accepted way to refer to a Sony portable CD player from any era, and viola!

*BTW, I’m loving PhotoCraft.

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