Compuserve was not very political in the few years around 1990. There was reddit-tier tone-policing, with the difference that two genders and america-1st was mainstream. Gay LAPD was in some sort of quarantaine, sexy talk or nudes got you kicked out. The latter changed when the competition built a dollar-empire on it, so they had to change. I remember prodigy-ads alluding to hook-ups, and I think it was AOL with an ad sporting a stud of a cowboy with a moustache like a 70s' bike handle bar and the caption "On AOL I can live my inner girl" or something like that. When I returned to CS' "CB-simulator" (chat) during a lazy summer with lazy friends in 1995, mores had deteriorated to the point that polite conversation without getting interrupted by "m or f" (male or female) was hard to come by. Most dialogue before that was either completely boring, very technical or fascinated with the medium itself, like talking about the weather and time of day in various parts of the world. That was very expensive outside the U.S. and cost a thousand dollars a month in phone- or "C-TEL" fees. Building a political following online was completely unheard of at the time.
Perhaps "The Well", a silicon valley/Bay Area celeb online service, would have been a MUCH more attractive target for shills, and probably was, but I missed that. (Fucked up, backwards europe with phone-lines to the US costing US 1.50 per minute in 1990s money).
The only shilling I remember on usenet were people who tried to draw attention to asperger's syndrome, then a completely blind spot, even for doctors. The arguments and evidence was sound and interesting for affected people, but the proponents went ballistic on sceptical questions and stalked and spammed me for a week or so trying to convince me, as if it were a cult. Very weird for 90s people.
First paragraph makes me feel not sure about that, but Lin Wood joined Trump's legal team. I think I would have heard if he were fired. Nothing new might be a concession to Trump's most hardcore base. I'd really love to hear some credible leaker to reveal what this crap is all about.
Crazy, puzzling, confusing.
Lin Wood has the goods. Support: He would not harm his reputation by larping as a conspiracy nut on twitter, of all places with a TOS.
Lin Wood is fucking with us. Support: None of his claims are novel, quite to the contrary. His claims are right from our beloved folklore.
Lin Wood has been pushed over the top. Support: Crazy, crazy shit. He is leaving a lot of credibility on the table, what defeats the purpose of building mindshare among normies.
Lin Wood is terrifying the deepstate. Support: Ignored by deepstate media at this point. A lawyer in near-Trump-orbit spewing tinfoil crap on twitter? The one who raped CNN on behalf of smug bigot Nicholas Sandmann? You would expect that journos would be all over this, but they are not.
Lin Wood is dropping bombs to help Trump. Support: Trump is paying him. Trump has not fired him for exposing himself, and by extension, the president, as a looney.
People fucking with conspiracy theorists are new, but not that new. The most recent example is Greta with "I'm free now and will expose... [tinfoil nuttery]", wearing a "flat mars society" t-shirt. Not so recent: some fag from iranian intelligence talking about 5G and "electrogravital waves" or something.
This whole thing probably serves a purpose, but what is it?
I heard things similar to icockmyglock's stance in 2009 when wikileaks dumped big time. It is not entirely baseless in the case of dumps, but the way to go forward is to a new, more honest and transparent style in politics, which is unprecedented and thus difficult to develop. The internet is creating huge problems for all aspects of civics and society, but provides many opportunities for a more enlightened culture and governance if we don't fuck this up. It has come just in time to shed light on hair-raising practices, which is disgusting and puzzling, but necessary and otherwise a good thing.
Absolutely debunked by Posner. Shit happens. Like when you want to end your life, type your last word on the typewriter for convenience, can't find the fucking rope, find out that OMG the damn stool is wobbly, to boot, and that makes you so worked up god relieves you mercifully with an anyeurism
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