As you read in the newspost, we're looking for volunteer users to help us with moderation and cleaning up spam. If you are interested for the position please briefly write about your relation with Heyuri, longposts are welcome but not really a requirement - few sentences would work fine if you believe so. Note that we will also look for your other posts on the boards while electing.

There are no requirements, but you'd need to somehow provide me a private contact. In the worse situation, Off-Topic's trip-based mail would work too, so don't worry if you don't want to have any presence on Dicksword/IRC/XMPP/whatever

proof!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Is there anywhere, anywhere at all I can get multimedia fusion 2 for free? It's not on web archive and it's not seeded on piratebay
I'm starting to lose hope

with the kolyma IRC down, are we going to create a channel elsewhere?

この掲示板に関する変更はあります

この後メールに「flag」が入ってるなら、作者の国の旗はちゃんと示されています。
入っていない場合、旗は示されていません。

残念ながら古い書き込みの旗が消えちゃった・・・　
今までの書き込みの作者は日本人か外国人か、ここから確かめてください
https://archive.is/yrwCC

Maybe the trick is to reaffirm why you left

Some people are very concerned with being 'subversive' these days, but unfortunately they are all trying to be 'subversive' in the same way, so it all comes of as rather samey and predictable. What do you consider to be truly 'subversive'? Do you ever run into examples of it in the wild?

I just started. All I know is E Chord and A chord. How do people actually make their fingers fit in between the frets?(;ﾟДﾟ)

ガンプラ好きっすか？

I want to make a kewl C++ joke and this pops up

And is there a way to move effectively from the latter to the former? I'd hate to become a pseudo-intellectual...

I don't want to be a hikineet otaku anymore! I've got a job, which kinda sucks, and I've cut all the anime out of my life and thrown out my posters and sold some of my collectables. But I can't stop relapsing every other week or stop thinking about it. I tried to get some normalfag interests, but they mostly suck. What do I do?

Rule 8 is probably the best thing about Heyuri, and I really wish more websites had something similar to it. I don't think they forum will get much traction anyway, but I definitely don't want to see the same iFunny caption memes if it does. Anyway, thanks for inspiration, Heyurians!

人の問題はそれぞれ

頭1つください。

Some people treat is as an iron-clad thing; our instinctual drives and biological characteristics, laid early on in human history, direct our activities to this day,despite attempts to repress or re-direct them. Others consider that innacurate, pseudo-religious; basically they think that it only somewhat affects the probability of an outcome, with another major factor to consider being the environment that individuals live in.

What do you think?

This impressive hate-fueled rant was written originally in 1992 by Jim Goad for the Answer Me! magazine.

"You don't shock me. 1 shudder with boredom at everything you do, from tattooing your dick to chewing on your own poop. Not only have I seen all of your weak gestures before, I've seen them done better.

You remind me of someone I knew in college. His name was Mark. Pale, unshaven, and wearing his dishwater-colored hair in a Mohawk, Mark was an anarchist. He railed against the corporate elite and cheered for the collective. Projecting himself as his own mascot, he defaced hundreds of buildings with a goofy cartoon drawing of a Mohawk-wearing anarchist. The back of his leather jacket had an anarchy 'A' crudely daubed in white paint. Mark could be seen around town clustered with similarly disaffected youth, drinking out of paper bags, committing petty acts of vandalism, and plotting America's overthrow.

Unfortunately, Mark's parents were publishing magnates who had tucked away forty thousand dollars in stock for their baby anarchist. I once watched Mark transform into a sobbing bitch when he lost a bootleg cassette of his favorite hardcore band. Despite his lowlife appearance, he was a rich boy with the time and money to act poor. So were all of his friends. So are all of the people who consider themselves "alternative." Mark-you remind me of him.

Like Mark, your underground is strictly an upper-class phenom. You're a body-pierced, hair-dyeing, chain-smoking, whip-carrying FAKE, a little bitchy snitch who hasn't been hit enough. Your black eyeliner, rubber pants, and asymmetrical hairdo are a post-pubescent way of playing costume. You can't handle the guilt of your comfortable background, so you commit the heinous crime of slumming. No one worships trash in the slums, where they have to eat and breathe it daily. In poor neighborhoods, weirdness invites violence. Yet a blue-blooded nabob like you acts triflingly eccentric and considers it radical.

The "creative community" doesn't consist of the most creative people; you're the ones with the most spare time to create, those whose parents tolerate-and often finance-your flighty pursuits. What usually passes for art is just the idle noodling of the leisure class.

Your gizzard ululates with, "You sellout!" Well, the wealthy are the only ones who can afford NOT to sell out. Yes, there are a holy few who have refused cash when it's been dangled in front of them-they're called 'masochists.' If you're still reading this, you're a masochist, too. By the time I'm done with you, you'll reconsider your opposition to law enforcement.

In your typically egocentric way, you pretend you're the vanguard, freeing the oppressed from the shackles of ignorance. You conduct a sorry crusade to recast the world in your image. You're dumb enough to think you'll make a difference. You feel that if everyone was like you, society would be wonderful. Yet you walk away scratching your head when the truly oppressed don't want anything to do with you. You've never fought for anything but the right to be infantile.

If patriotism is the last refuge of scoundrels, political rhetoric is a cubbyhole for dullards. The political is merely the personal in a cheap, quivering act of sublimation. You oppose power, which is like protesting the sun-scream all you want, but it'll still scorch you. As you cry about global warming, global corporations, and global revolution, I stare into the vacant globes of your eyes. The only anarchy going on is the mutinous misfiring of your brain cells. The 'A' stands for "asshole."

You whine about your "sexuality," how your body is a political combat zone. You're a simple rodent with boring bodily functions which you seek to ennoble. With your flagrant vanity and dishonesty in personal interactions, you reveal yourself to be equally as rotten as the leaders you despise. You invariably wind up imitating the oppressor. Unfortunately, you weren't oppressed to begin with.

For not only are you a liar, you're a hypocrite. You're fascinated by violence until you're confronted with it. You romanticize trauma but have never been traumatized. You demand grant money from a government you seek to destroy. You idolize primitive cultures but would slash your wrists if your CD player broke. You condemn religion but consider yourself enlightened. You're as self-righteous as the moralists upon which you spit. You hate hatred, won't tolerate intolerance, and conspire with others against conformity.

All your cohorts are hypocrites, too. Feminists don't degrade, objectify, and stereotype men? Socialists aren't elitists? Environmentalists don't drive cars? A pox upon all your houses. I'd wish for a rat to bite your ass and give you the Black Plague, but you'd probably consider it a fashion statement."

漢字をあんまり分からないから何も読めない…本当に本当に勉強が必要でもゲームしかしたい
終わりだ。全然上手になりない！！！