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You Worry Too Much About Money, by Cybersmythe

You Worry Too Much About Money, by Cybersmythe

Here in the United States, we worry about dollars. Everything from cheeseburgers, to the gross domestic product (GDP), to the national debt is denoted in dollars. When I recently negotiated a salary at my new job, that amount was in dollars. That’s because the dollar is the kind of money that the US uses. Other parts of the world may worry about Euros or Yen or Pesos or Yuan or even other flavors of dollars. The point is that it’s all money, ...

The Illusion of Knowledge

The problem with totalitarian states is a problem of information, or lack thereof. No one wants to tell the boss that things didn’t turn out the way he planned. And there’s a hierarchy of bosses before the ultimate boss. At each level, the information is corrupted.

Suppose that you manage a factory making boots for the army. You were asked to make 4000 pairs of boots, but you only managed ten, because the leather for the boots never got to you. When the big boss asks for the boots, of cou...

The Missing Pieces

Lately, as we’ve been finding out how controlled the internet was during the Biden maladministration, and even before through the magic of the deep state, I’ve been getting a very weird impression of what is important to the left.

Oh, not through what they say, which is — granted — weird enough, but through what they don’t say. Through the things you’re not supposed to see, question, or think about.

Because, you see, recently, I realized a lot of things I’d read, a lot of rabbit holes ...

The Fine Line

There is a fine and sometimes well-nigh invisible line between reality and fantasy.

No?

“I did it because I had a hunch” — true or false? I mean, was it a hunch, or did you make it up a-posteriori? “I’m wearing my lucky hat” — true or false, or just something you convinced yourself of, in order to have courage. That voice you heard in the night, was it true, or your subconscious who knew that tomorrow you were likely to get in an accident in the snow?

More importantly, the things ...

It Runs On Rails

I was talking to Charlie the other day and he mentioned an incident I don’t remember, possibly because I am younger than he and only came to the US 39 and a half years ago, when some idiot activists put themselves on the path of a train, not realizing that when the train could “see” them it was too late for it to stop.

Of course, I knew this was stupid because I took the train to school between 7th and 11th grade. (12th I was in the US.) And every time I rushed in, as the train came down...

New Year, New Memes

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The Lion And The Lamb

The Lion And the Lamb, A short story by Sarah A. Hoyt

©Sarah A. Hoyt 2025

“What is a human?” the lambs asked, their little ears twitching, their moist noses turned up, their eyes full of trust. They were at that adorable age, ten or so, just short of sexual maturity, but fully in control of their vocabulary and very eager to know everything there was to learn.

“It’s a myth,” Agnes explained. “Our pious ancestors on Earth used to believe that humans were a benevolent species that had ...

Blood And Bullshit

What? Again? Why are we on this topic again?

Good Lord. I too am sick and tired of it. Trust me.

And yet there is a growing drumbeat for “America is a blood and soil nation.”

It’s ludicrous and laughable. I’ll be honest, it’s ludicrous and laughable even for other countries, but for the US it would be laughable, if it didn’t make me pull out all my hair and cry.

If you pursue that “blood” thing — and as an idea of how crazy this is, my husband thought blood referred to blood spil...

It Begins

Ready, set, go!

I have no idea what is coming. I want to make that very clear. I don’t have a crystal ball or a functioning time travel machine. (I could fix it, I could. But someone has misplaced the screws, and now they don’t make those yet.)

Anyway, this to say making predictions is hard. Particularly about the future.

Take today, for instance. I intended to write a short story to thank those who gave to the midwinter fundraiser. Instead, I got multiple-kidnapped by my husband, ...

Happy 2025