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There are probably some big Discord servers like that. Not sure about Matrix or Fediverse equivalents.

There are old school group-chat websites still out there too, but I’m not sure how popular they are these days.

There’s not much closure here because I do not know where any of these people are now, and I don’t care to look.

At school, if you don’t count the bullies, probably the kid who thought it was amusing to take rabbits apart after hunting them. I have another story in my head about something awful that happened to a cat which may also have been him, now that I think about it. He had an odd monotone to his voice and a dead look in his eyes, like he was elsewhere or sleeping and something else was running the show. He didn’t seem all that terrifying either, which is probably worse.

There was at least one teacher who I’m pretty sure had far-right leanings, with a couple of glaring red flags, but I didn’t notice until I was much older.

Then, in an echo of that, there was the smug CEO of the company that bought the one I was working for, who came up with the magical slogan “One company, one workforce, one leader”. I’m surprised he didn’t throw in a “Work sets you free” along with it. (This was in the early '00s, and is almost certainly not known to anyone reading this.)

But as far as shitty behaviour goes, I can’t count myself as completely innocent. There are many things I’ve done, that I won’t go into, where my conscience has since reasserted itself (or ignorance lost, or both) and I cringe pretty much every day. I can only hope the people on the receiving end are doing great and aren’t too badly affected by it.

It’s for this reason I’d hope that each of the above, and a lot more people besides, would have their consciences do the same thing.

Until you have a Rock-Paper-Scissors problem.

I had, technically still have, three mice like that. All work fine, but the mouse wheels have given out. Too much hand cruft, dust and crumbs I guess, as well as all the scrolling. That said, I haven’t done anything differently with other, very similar, mice and - touch wood - no others have ever done that. The problem I have with my current mouse is that, paradoxically, it somehow gets more sticky if I clean it.

Not USB-C, I hope.

(USB-C cables are smart cables with chips in, and the standard does not allow for extensions of any sort, intelligent or otherwise.)

Hey, OP, they’re wrong. Not the wrongest they could have been, but it is indeed a word. A quick check with any online dictionary will confirm that.

It might be considered poor style to use it in educated language, where “most wrong”, “most incorrect” or “most false” might be better choices, which is probably the context they were thinking of, but it’s definitely a word and people do use it.

About 30 hours.

I had to go nil-by-mouth for 12 hours before an operation to repair a fairly serious injury and they kept pushing the surgery back and back and back. Higher priority cases were keeping the surgeon. It wasn’t like I was low priority either, but my injury was stable and not immediately life threatening.

Did I mention I’d also lost blood? That made for a force multiplier.

In the end, they admitted defeat - the surgeon had worked too long anyway - let me eat something and rescheduled my surgery for the following day.

Let me tell you, that was the best chicken I ever ate.