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Kommeavsted@lemmy.dbzer0.comto
Mildly Infuriating@lemmy.world•Sent this to my friends flexing a "top 65%" score. The site didn't make it clear that's not a good thing.English
201·14 days agoIgnoring that IQ is a grift and a lie: Sitting within a standard deviation of average intelligence is NOT a bad thing. If intelligence really could be measured it would mean you’re capable of doing anything about as well as anyone else.
Kommeavsted@lemmy.dbzer0.comto
Ask Lemmy@lemmy.world•What made you choose Signal over WhatsApp (if applicable)?
6·15 days agoIt’s simply trust in the organization that maintains the app.
Unless you’re coordination/organizing about legal grey or red areas then it’s not much danger. Meta says it’s E2E but do they really not have access to your data? I don’t believe them. Any data they have would be happily handed over to the authorities just like your protonmail.
Signal just straight up doesn’t have access since it’s all stored at the endpoint and they provide no remote backup.

They built the Dyson sphere to exclusively power grok. The sun no longer licks the earth with its warm light. The land based datacenters on earth, now buried under hundreds of meters of ice, provide the few remaining sources of heat through their exhaust shafts. The last of the surface bound human refugees cling to them as camps and villages pop up here and there. Sustaining themselves on Jensen Huang brand “Hot Dog flavored” meat-like rations, they gather in small villages hobbled together about the exhaust vents. Unable to exhaust enough carbon from their blood they can’t even risk letting their core temp drop. They know atmosphere as well the cold to be their prison wall. There they huddle for warmth, rationing, and waiting for the next hoard of autonomous PolyGPTMarket Enforcement Drones. Waiting to learn whether their agenetic overlords placed enough stake on their survival, or that the day had come - that they might be swept down the shaft, macerated and baked into hot-dog flavored oblivion.