#DEADHEADS UNITE

[the--magic-never-stopped]

Mid 80’s tour vehicles documented by Lisa Jennings

[cyberpunkonline]

The Untamed Web: How Internet Culture Rebels, Evolves, and Defines Our Digital Age

What is Internet culture? The question drifts through the ether like a rogue signal, elusive and captivating. To untangle this web, we must trace its lineage back to its inception, a digital genesis rooted in the analog rituals of Deadheads in the 70s. Much like those dedicated followers of the Grateful Dead, early Internet denizens sought connection and community, but instead of tapes and stories, they shared bytes and bits in mailing lists and Usenet newsgroups. Here, intellectuals, hackers, and rebels mingled in a digital potluck of ideas, raw and unfiltered.

As the dial-up tones gave way to the persistent hum of a growing network, Internet Relay Chat (IRC) emerged as the heartbeat of this underground culture. Real-time interaction became the new frontier, a global speakeasy where minds met in channels dedicated to everything imaginable. This wasn't just idle chat; it was a crucible for innovation and rebellion. Hacking groups like Cult of the Dead Cow and Legion of Doom pushed the limits of technology and legality, shaping the Internet in their anarchic image.

Then came vaporwave, the eerie soundtrack of a digital dystopia. This genre, with its nostalgic echoes of the 80s and 90s, felt like the Internet itself was creating music. Vaporwave artists like MACINTOSH PLUS crafted tracks that were both haunting and familiar, resonating with those disillusioned by the encroaching corporatization of digital spaces. It was a sonic rebellion, an aural middle finger to the commercialization of the Internet.

Memes, those viral fragments of culture, became the lifeblood of this digital underground. From the early days of "All Your Base Are Belong to Us," a quirky mistranslation from the game Zero Wing, to the complex narratives of modern memes, these digital artifacts spread like wildfire, uniting and dividing communities in equal measure. The tragicomic saga of Harambe, the gorilla shot at the Cincinnati Zoo, turned into a meme that evolved into a cultural phenomenon and even inspired a cryptocurrency in his legacy. Memes are the modern folklore, ever-evolving and reflective of the current digital zeitgeist.

At its core, Internet underground culture embodies the cyberpunk ethos—an unyielding rebellion against corporate overlords, a fight for digital freedom and privacy. Piracy, casual hacking, and the rise of cryptocurrency are not just acts of defiance but declarations of identity. This culture stands in stark opposition to corporatism, advocating for the decentralization of information and power. The emergence of decentralized networks and cryptocurrencies like Bitcoin are testaments to this ongoing struggle for autonomy.

Influences of Discordianism, with its embrace of chaos and rejection of traditional structures, permeate this culture. The Internet thrives on disruption, finding beauty in the unpredictable and the chaotic. It's a digital frontier where order is constantly challenged, and chaos is celebrated.

Politicians view Internet culture with a mix of fascination and fear. The concept of an "ungovernable" digital populace is both an ideal and a nightmare. Early Internet pioneers dreamed of a decentralized, unregulated space where freedom reigned supreme. However, as the Internet has grown, so too have efforts to control it. Governments impose regulations, corporations seek to monetize it, and the original vision of an ungovernable digital utopia becomes harder to live. Yet, pockets of resistance remain, where the spirit of rebellion and the desire for autonomy continue to thrive.

But like any culture, it has a dual nature. The democratization of information and the global connections fostered by Internet culture are profound positives. Yet, the same platforms that unite can also incubate hate speech and cybercrime. It is a reflection of humanity itself, with its myriad facets of light and dark.

So, what is Internet culture in 2024? It is a digital rebellion, a chaotic blend of nostalgia, anti-corporatism, and radical freedom of expression that continues to shape and redefine the digital landscape. In one sentence: Internet culture is the chaotic digital tapestry woven from the threads of rebellion, nostalgia, and the relentless pursuit of freedom.

We seek resistance. It begins with the maintainance of the culture.

[ythankucaptainmccoy]

Simon Ghost Riley x Reader (The Living Kill Too) Ch. 2

This is the next installment of the series. WARNINGS/TRIGGER WARNINGS: Gore, Zombies, Medical Inaccuracies, Finding Survivors, Rape (mentioned), Pregnancy (mentioned), Birth (mentioned) You've been warned

The night was calm and somewhat balmy as you walked along the street. Rural town life was usually calm like tonight, but you couldn’t shake the feeling that something was wrong. You had received a text from your friend Kane saying he would be home shortly. He had served in the same unit as you and when you both went back to civilian life you both decided to stick it out together. You had a block left before your house, and you stopped to admire the sounds of the night.

The silence was broken by an ambulance wailing in the distance as it went to pick up a patient. Shaking your head you made your way to your house and let yourself in. Taking a shower helped to calm you some more, and then you started on your late dinner. As you finished up Kane came into the house. He said something about taking a shower then he would be down for his dinner. 

The rest of the night went smoothly other than Kane complaining about the overflow of patients coming into the ER with massive fevers and acting erratic to the point of needing restraints. The dishes could wait until tomorrow as you both said goodnight and went to your separate rooms. That feeling was still there like something was wrong, but you relaxed as you checked your gun on the bedside table.

A banging on your bedroom door had you reaching for your gun. When you opened it Kane stood there fully dressed with a rifle in his hands. “What are you doing? What’s going on?”, you yawned trying to wake up fully. “Somethings going on, people are attacking other people”, he said. “What?”, you questioned. He didn’t explain as he told you to pack and pack you did. You remembered watching your town disappear in the side view mirror.

A couple weeks later and all kinds of reports finally filled you in on what had happened. People dying but coming back to life attacking living people. One bite from the dead meant a death sentence, but you and Kane were doing good considering taking shelter in the mountains. Luck though ran out when making a run into a town for more supplies. 

Kane screamed as he was torn apart by deadheads. You raised your gun with your last bullet in the chamber and fired it into his head. Mercy for your friend was the last thing you could give him as you turned and ran for your life. You ran until you realized there was nowhere to go and you were on the third story. The sparkling water of the outdoor pond in front of the store drew your attention.

You ran dodging grasping hands of the deadheads. You had to make it. Kane had sacrificed himself so you could live. Legs aching, lungs burning, hearing the growls and squealing sounds of the dead drove you forward. You made it to the large glass window and jumped through screaming as you plummeted down into the freezing water…

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You woke with a jolt as you looked around, finding that you were still in Soap’s medical room. Getting up you walked to the small bathroom to relieve your bladder and washed your hands. That's when it dawned on you they had electricity and running water. You marveled at it for a while, but eventually went back out into Soap’s room. You hadn’t noticed the shadow lurking in the room with you as you checked the machines he was hooked up to. You sat back in the chair beside Soap’s bed when you noticed something in your peripheral.

It was moving slowly and then you realized it was Ghost. “Holy shit Ghost you startled me I thought…”, you started, but noticed the odd jerky movement he had. He stepped more into the light and revealed your nightmare. Rotting flesh, hanging jaw and the horrible sound that the deadheads made. You had nothing to defend yourself with as he lunged at you.

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You thrashed and screamed until you could hear two sets of voices. Opening your eyes you came face to face with a skull mask and that sent you into more of a panic. You yanked from the grip and fell onto your ass scrambling back until your back met the wall. Panting you looked around noticing that Soap was sitting up talking, but you couldn’t make out what he was saying.

Then your eyes found the mask again, but it wasn’t bloody and the jaw wasn’t hanging. That's when you realized it was a nightmare you had still been asleep. “Easy, ya’ were screaming and thrashing in yer sleep lass. It’s alright yer safe”, Soap’s voice finally broke through. Ghost stood there not sure if he would send you into more of a panic or not. 

“You're alive”, you breathed, looking at Ghost. “Yeah had to hunker down a while for the dead to pass after leadin’ em away”, he responded. You nodded as he sat down in a chair looking at you with those scrutinizing eyes. “Who’s Kane?”, he asked, but it sounded more like a command. “How do you know that name?!”, you hissed. “That’s who you were calling out to in your sleep before ya’ started screamin’ like ya did”, he replied. 

You mulled it over wondering if you should tell them, but figured there was no point since Kane was gone. “He was someone I served with and when we went back to civilian life he offered me a place to stay. He worked at a hospital and had seen the people coming in with all the symptoms before people started coming back ya know. We fled into the mountains and lived there for a while until we needed supplies.”, you relayed.

“Then we went into this town scavenging and found a motherload of stuff we could use. We got trapped on the third story of this shopping center. Kane… he knew there was no way out and the fresher deadheads were closing in. He took out as many as he could then took them on with his empty rifle. They… they… tore him apart while he was still… alive. I shot him in the head with my last bullet so he wouldn’t have to suffer anymore”.

“Then I jumped out of the third story into a pond they had in front of the stores. I’ve been on my own since”, you finished as you wiped the tears from your eyes. “What else”, Ghost said. “That’s it I stumbled onto you all by accident scavenging for food”, you responded. Ghost stared you down and you knew he wasn’t convinced, but you were not going to tell him how you thought he was a deadhead because of a nightmare. 

Ghost let Soap talk on how the doc was concerned because they were running low on some much needed supplies. That piqued your interest because if your calculations were correct there was a hospital a couple days journey from here. The one that Kane used to work at you knew the layout and where all the things they could ever need would be. “I know where we can get all the medical supplies you need”, you blurted. 

They both stopped and turned your way as if waiting for you to go on. “Kane used to work at the hospital there and I know where everything is”, you continued. Soap and Ghost shared a look then Ghost stood motioning you to follow him. “Where are we going?” you asked, getting up to walk towards him. “Yer going to tell Captain Price exactly what you just told us”, he remarked. You swallowed hard wondering if this was just a ploy to get you alone to slit your throat like he tried to do before.

The walk didn’t take long and once Price waved the both of you in Ghost had you explain about the hospital. You tried to convince Price to let you go alone in case the hospital was a death trap so he wouldn't lose any of his men, but he insisted Ghost go with you. Begrudgingly packing the small supplies you would need, Ghost watched you carefully. No weapons for you was a let down, but Ghost was strapped with knives all over, a pistol and an assault rifle. 

The daylight peeked through the trees as you were led by Ghost to the compound gate. The walk showed you just how large this base was. They had gardens, greenhouses, cattle, chickens and horses. How you wished you could take the horses as it would make the trip faster, but a bad idea the closer to the city you got. Once the gate was open the both of you started the journey. 

The bag for supplies that had been given to you only held a canteen for water and twelve MRE’s to sustain you the trip there and back. It should only take four days in theory to get the supplies and get back. Ghost had his pack with his canteen and own MRE’s although one of the cooks in the mess hall had given him something thickly wrapped in old newspapers. It didn’t take long to realize that he kept his head on a swivel at all times, and would grouse at you if you started ‘laggin’ behind' as he called it. 

You walked all day until Ghost stopped abruptly causing you to bump into him. He looked back at you over his shoulder as you apologized. He had his gaze fixed on some houses at the edge of a small town. “We’ll pick one for the night and sleep there until we’re ready to move in the mornin”, he said. “Okay well which one are we picking? It's getting darker by the minute”, you huffed. Night meant darkness and darkness could keep you from seeing danger until it was too late. 

The first house was a small block house that seemed like it had a small stove pipe coming out of it and the second house was a two story. The small block house only had a few windows and two doors, and the second house had multiple windows and doors. You were leaning towards the two story house, but of course Ghost picked the small block house. It didn’t take Ghost long to sweep and clear the house, and as soon as it was clear he waved you in. The windows were somewhat boarded up, but left a small gap between two boards to be able to see outside. 

You barricaded the back entrance while Ghost went out to a small shed. He came back in with some wood to start a fire in the small stove. Once it was nice and warm he took to fixing his MRE. You watched the outside world for any signs of movement, but nothing was out there. It took you a couple of hours until you felt safe enough to eat. The MRE was the best thing you had tasted as you realized how hungry the journey so far had made you.

Ghost took watch by the door as you finished up your food. “Are you going to sit there all night?”, you questioned. “No jus’ until I know the smell of smoke hasn’t attracted any attention' ', he responded. Nodding at his answer you quickly walked around finding some blankets and pillows. Shaking the dust off of them you could tell they would be warm, but then came the next dilemma. The couch looked inviting, but you figured Ghost would want something more comfortable than the ground so you scooted close to the fire and put your pillows down.

Ghost glanced at you and seemed to raise a brow at you, but he didn’t make any comment as you chucked a pillow next to him followed by a quilt. The silence was deafening, but as you lay there you couldn’t help but feel anxious about the next couple of days. If you made it to the hospital and managed to get in you would have to be cautious and vigilant for any dead that may be roaming the halls. About two hours after he had sat at the window Ghost settled on the couch quickly getting comfortable.

It felt like eight minutes had passed when you heard a slight snore coming from Ghost. ‘Well at least he can sleep’ you thought. You looked over at him seeing his arms crossed over his chest as it rose and fell. Looking up towards his face in the glow of the fire light he still had his mask on which was a little unsettling. You wonder what he looked like underneath it and those thoughts helped you to settle in for sleep.

The next morning you woke up to see the couch empty and nearly jumped out of your skin when a hand placed itself over your mouth. When you turned your head Ghost had a finger to where his mouth would have been. You nodded as he withdrew his hand and you went to gather your stuff when Ghost shook his head and pointed at the window. When you looked out your blood turned to ice in your veins. 

There were dozens of deadheads roaming in the street. “Where did they all come from?”, you whispered. “Dunno but it may have something to do with that”, he said, watching a woman carrying something against her chest dart between houses to avoid the dead. “She is heading this way, she must have seen the smoke. We can’t leave her out there”, you harshly whispered. He shook his head no, but you moved to the door before he could grab your wrist. 

Unlocking the door and quietly as possible you waved to her to hurry. She darted quickly through the door as you closed it just as quietly as you had opened it. She turned to see Ghost and almost let out a scream had you not covered her mouth. “We aren’t going to hurt you I promise. We need you to be quiet or we attract the flesh eaters out there”, you told her. She slowly blinked at you then nodded. “ I have been making my way here off the mountain since this morning. I thought you may have been my husband. “Your husband?”, Ghost asked. 

“Yes he left a day ago to come down here to scavenge for supplies, but he didn’t come home. When I saw the smoke I figured he had holed up in this house”, she explained. “We haven’t seen anyone”, you replied. “Show me your arms n’ legs”, Ghost cut in. “What?”, the woman questioned. “Show. Me. Your. Arms n’ Legs”, he said again more sternly. “It’s to make sure you don’t have any bites”, you explained to her as she slowly showed her arms then legs. When she moved, that's when you noticed the curls of dark hair peeking out of the swaddle attached to her front.

“You have a child”, you pointed out. “Oh yes this is my son Jack”, she answered with a smile. “How old is he?”, you conversed. “He is two and a half years old”, she responded. You noted she was very young and it was unsettling how young she looked. “What’s your name and how old are you?”, you questioned. She hesitated a little before answering, “My name is Josie and I’m eighteen”, she said. She pulled the toddler out of the swaddle and put him on the floor.

He stood up shakily and waddled over to Ghost and looked up, cocking his head. Ghost tensed, but stood still as the toddler seemed to assess him. Then he put his hands up as he giggled as if waiting for something. Ghost cocked his head at Jack until his mother apologized saying something about that was his way of asking to be picked up.

For the next couple of hours Ghost kept watch as the deadheads moved out of the town. “Alright pack up (Y/N) and be ready to move out”, he informed you. “Wait where are you going, maybe we can come with you”, Josie seemed on edge. “Where we’re going is dangerous and we will need to be quiet. I doubt you can keep him from crying if it were life or death”, Ghost harshly told her. 

You glared at Ghost as he shrugged and packed up his things. “Maybe you can wait here and we can get you on the way back. That way if your husband shows up you won’t be far away”, you suggested. Josie seemed very hesitant and that is when you noticed the signs. “You didn’t choose your husband did you?”, you asked. 

Josie’s head flew up so fast you thought she would snap her own neck. “How did you…”, she trailed off as Ghost stood by the door watching this little drama unfold. “If you were truly looking for your husband you wouldn’t have ran in when you saw me waving to you. You don’t seem too concerned about finding him, which I assume is why you are running from him. On top of all that if you're eighteen then you were sixteen when you had Jack”, you finished. 

Ghost watched as Josie’s face fell as she was about to speak again. “You can tell your story on our journey”, Ghost said as he shouldered his pack. You grabbed your stuff as Josie put Jack back in his swaddle on her chest. About forty-five minutes later Josie explained to the both of you how she had been traded by her father for food. How the man at first made her clean and do mundane things to keep his cabin tidy, but after a month of living there he kept talking about how she reminded him of his wife. How she was eaten right in front of him.

Josie continued to talk about how he and his wife had wanted to start a family. Then he suggested he could start a family with her, and when she refused he tied her to the bed raping her until she got pregnant. Ghost stiffened and had a white knuckled grip on his rifle. He made up his mind if he ever came across the man he would kill him slowly. You listened with tears in your eyes thinking of how terrified Josie must have been. You all stopped for an MRE on the way giving one of yours to Josie and Jack, before picking back up on the trek.

“I so badly wished that I would have miscarried, but he watched me like a hawk. I tried to kill myself a couple of times, but he found me before I could fully commit. Then when I started feeling the kicks I couldn’t bring myself to kill either of us. He was gone when I went into labor. I was so terrified I had no idea of how to deliver a baby let alone my own baby. It went by so fast, several pushes and he was out. I pulled him into my arms and I promised I would never let anything happen to him naming him Jack”, she finished. 

Ghost was in his own head remembering his time when he had been captured and tortured. His mind was a dangerous place, but it kept him alive and that’s what mattered. You watched Ghost as he continued ahead. You noticed he seemed somewhere else as he continued. Night was four hours away, but you had made it just outside the city. Ghost quickly pulled his binoculars off and surveyed. It was a small city and he quickly spotted the hospital on the other side. It would take too long to hike around you and he would have to go through it. 

“Josie, there was a house back there that we passed. I want you to stay there while we go for supplies”, Ghost commanded. “No I want to go with you”, she argued. “It's too dangerous and we don’t know what’s down there”, he countered. “Fine when should I expect you back?”, she questioned. “Before nightfall”, he responded. You assured her that you both would return as Ghost had said. She headed off back towards the house he had mentioned. 

“Ya’ see any deadheads down there or does it seem clear”, you asked hopeful. “The streets have some wanderin’ aroun’, can't say for the streets I can’t see' ', he gravely replied. “Well no time like the present”, you said. He nodded and you both set off towards the city to get the supplies you had come so far for.

[narrettwist]

Thanks for the tag @redhoodinternaldialectical . Sadly I'm a Pandora music person and they refuse to give us fun things like user listening stats so I just picked 5 songs that I'm known to put on repeat, plus I changed it a bit so it wasn't all songs by Electric Callboy.

@bonefydskeleton @nrofthedeep @magsdomino go for it I guess.

[1863-project]

So obviously a transcontinental train takes a while to get across the country but how does that work is it just like two guys on a train for a week????

Hi, anon, and sorry for the belated response! There's a lot to work through in my inbox and my new job keeps me verrrry busy.

Crews in the United States actually switch off every twelve hours, as per the FRA mandate. They're also legally required to have at least ten hours of rest before they work again. For those freights that take their damn time crawling across the country, this means that every twelve hours there's a change, a lot like a horse change for a stagecoach or sled dogs switching out. The locomotives will generally stay on the train unless there's a mechanical problem, at which point they'd be switched out ASAP, but for the most part it's the crew that does the changes these days, and they legally have to every 12 hours.

If a crew is riding somewhere on the railroad infrastructure they work on, usually to get to their work positions, but not operating the train, they're deadheading.

[guerrerense]

101 Passing Through Eagle por Kevin Madsen Por Flickr: WSOR 101 passes through Eagle, WI with the four car passenger deadhead move from Horicon to Madison behind the Wissor's A-B-A E-units on 11/11/11. Left Superior on Veteran's Day morning and drove about 5 hours, almost non-stop to Eagle for this shot. Got out of the car while the chasers were arriving and as the clouds were clearing the east. Five minutes later we were treated to this. Good timing for me going to my first Beecherfest, shooting this train on the way. First time I have shot the WSOR E-units. The buildings along the tracks in Eagle remind me of towns further north, like Champion, MI in the U.P.

[aryburn-trains]

There was a time when GO Transit had quite a variety of locomotives leading its trains. Like many commuter agencies it expanded its network in fits and starts and its motive power followed suit. GO 904 was one of GO's APCU fleet (Auxiliary Power Control Unit), F units that no longer powered the train but provided power to the cars and a cab when the train was in push mode. This is train #982 deadheading back to Willowbrook for the night after an afternoon rush hour trip to the old CN station in Hamilton, just getting out of town ahead of the shadows. June 13, 1989

[travislimo]

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[maximuswolf]

How have you noticed smartphones change the concert experience?

How have you noticed smartphones change the concert experience? I went to my first concert when I was 12 in 2008. It was the Dead Weather (one of Jack White's 'other bands'). This was right before the big smartphone boom, I brought my camera and I was one of the only people in the audience who had any way of recording the show. I got about five videos of full songs, uploaded them to online and people even commented saying thanks for recording so they could relive the show. I didn't see myself as being that much different than a taper at a Grateful Dead show. But I still remember the feeling of the sea of people all awestruck and hypnotized by the incredible performance the band was putting on. It was one of the most transcendent experiences of my life and became hooked to going to concerts.Around the early 2010's when smartphones and social media apps became more commonplace I noticed a shift in the concert experience. The biggest example of this was in 2015 I saw Mumford & Sons at a giant amphitheater and was shocked by much of the audience seemed to be watching the concert through their phones. There was a group in the row infront of me who couldn't seem to put their phones down and we were so far from the stage that even I didn't think it was worth it to get any video, but enjoyed the music. Even before they played the song 'Awake My Soul' which was a special song to me because it helped calm my mind when I was recovering from a concussion a few years before, the band asked the audiences to put down their phones for this one song, but still it was a sea of phones. There was also a festival in the city I grew up in and as each year I felt the festival adapt into one big photo-opt for social media clout than about the music. Around this same time my mom and sister saw One Direction with nose-bleed seats and said people were on their phones the whole show.In 2019 I saw my all-time favorite band The Raconteurs (another one of Jack White's other bands) and the concert industry had changed so much in the past 11 years and we had to lock up our phones in a pouch before entering the show. Even though I couldn't get any video, it was still heartwarming to experience a concert with everyone focused and invested on the show without any distractions. It brought me back to the feeling I had when I saw him in 2008 and the whole audience was engaged in the show.I'm interested to hear other people's perspectives to how smartphones have changed the concert experience. I coworker of mine has been going to festivals since the 70s (huge Deadhead) and he said it's been disheartening to see how much the feeling has changed. Going from experiences where everyone felt united, to now he still enjoys festivals but no longer has the feeling of 'we're all experiencing this moment as a collective'.Recently I randomly stumbled across a video of the newly reformed Smash Mouth playing at a festival and the entire audience had their phones out and wasn't moving. My main takeaway is I'm at a popular artist that is geared to younger audiences to expect bunch of people holding up their phones, but if I'm at a smaller venue I rarely see phones out. Submitted December 16, 2024 at 08:54AM by CharlesIntheWoods https://ift.tt/3vKiqdH via /r/Music

[the--magic-never-stopped]

9/7/90 - Richfield Coliseum

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Grateful Dead Skeleton Playing Guitar Ugly Christmas Holiday Sweater

Celebrate the holiday season in true Deadhead fashion with the Grateful Dead Skeleton Playing Guitar Ugly Christmas Sweater. Perfect for fans of the iconic band, this sweater fuses festive cheer with legendary rock vibes.

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This unique sweater features the Grateful Dead’s signature skeleton jamming on a guitar, surrounded by holiday-inspired designs. It’s an eye-catching tribute to the band and the spirit of the season, ideal for music lovers and fans alike.

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What is the difference between a pruner and a secateur?

Pruners and secateurs are indispensable tools for gardening and landscaping, frequently employed to trim, cut, and shape plants. Although these terms are often used interchangeably, there are slight differences between them based on where they are used and how they are specifically applied. Having a good grasp of the distinction between pruners and secateurs can assist gardening enthusiasts in choosing the appropriate tool for their specific requirements, resulting in improved plant well-being and more convenient upkeep.    Understanding Pruners and Secateurs  Pruners are a must-have for any gardening enthusiast. These versatile tools come in different sizes and designs, perfect for pruning, trimming, or cutting plants. From compact hand tools to longer-handled loppers, there's a pruner for every gardening need. There are various types of pruners available, including hand pruners, loppers, hedge shears, and more. There is a wide variety of tools available, each designed for specific gardening tasks. As an avid gardener, you'll appreciate the versatility of hand pruners and loppers. Hand pruners are perfect for delicate tasks like trimming stems and branches, while loppers are designed to tackle those thicker branches with their long handles. CutAbove Tools offers the best long handled secateurs.    Meanwhile, in the United Kingdom, Australia, and various other regions, the term "secateurs" is used to describe hand pruners. These handy tools are perfect for meticulous pruning and cutting of plants. Secateurs are commonly used for tasks such as trimming shrubs, cutting small branches, and deadheading flowers. They are essential tools for any gardening enthusiast.    Simply put, pruners encompass a variety of cutting tools, while secateurs are a specific type of hand-held pruner designed for smaller, more precise cuts. However, it's common for people to use the terms pruners and secateurs interchangeably when discussing this particular tool.    Functionality and Usage  Although the terminology may vary, the purpose and use of pruners and secateurs are quite similar. Both tools are essential for trimming and shaping plants, promoting healthy growth, and eliminating any dead or damaged portions.    There are a wide range of tools available for pruning, each serving a specific purpose. For instance: 

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  Secateurs are a specialised tool designed for precise pruning. They are compact and ergonomically designed to fit comfortably in your hand, typically measuring between 6 to 9 inches in length. These tools are perfect for pruning small branches (up to ¾ inch in diameter), removing dead flowers, and delicately trimming plants. These tools offer accuracy and are typically crafted for more intimate gardening projects in a garden or backyard setting. 

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Cash Swanson was about to sit down to his favorite meal. Cash’s wife, Patti, knew all of his favorites and prepared a new one every night. Prior to Patti, Stafford wasn’t a big eater because he didn’t know how to cook anything that he liked, and everything that he liked cost an arm and a leg if he went out to a diner, so it was mostly hot dogs, hamburgers, tuna fish mixed into macaroni, and lots of Budweiser. He had, in fact, once characterized his diet to a group of horrified acquaintances as “burgers and beer, bitches.”

This was all BP (before Patti), so it was deep twentieth-century stuff. Stafford was a heavy-duty boomer who had gone from peanut gallery to Mouseketeer to card collector to rock and roll to Beatlemania to pothead, acidhead, deadhead, hippie, drummer, road-tripper college guy, professional, sports writer, married guy, father, farmer, gambler, divorcee, remarried guy, (AP) stepfather, grandfather, retiree, and TV addict.

Of all his myriad twentieth-century addictions, TV was the most ferocious, and CNN was rapidly becoming the snarling king of that jungle when he wasn’t watching the Mets or the Yankees or the Knicks.

Cash considered himself a twentieth-century man. He got the delivered fishwrap every day and loved it. Cash had no credit cards; he let Patti take care of all that !*&!@. He didn’t know Twitter from Fakebook, and as he often said, "couldn’t give a rat’s ass less." He didn’t have a cell phone as he appreciated his alone time almost as much as Patti, who loved it.

The news on this day was all about Charlottesville.

Despite his disdain for the 24-hour news cycle and the constant barrage of sensationalism, Cash found himself irresistibly drawn to the screen, compelled to watch what he often opposed.

Cash’s compulsion to tune into CNN was driven by a need to stay informed, even though he was fully aware that the news often left him feeling more disillusioned than enlightened. He saw the network as a snarling beast, reigning over his TV habits with a ferocity that both repelled and fascinated him. The more he watched, the more he felt the tension between wanting to stay connected to the world and wanting to escape its madness.

This dichotomy was particularly evident in his reaction to the news about Charlottesville and the removal of Confederate statues. Cash was conflicted—on one hand, he respected history and understood the significance of figures like Robert E. Lee; on the other, he recognized the toxic use of these symbols in contemporary society. CNN, with its relentless coverage and often polarizing narratives, forced Cash to confront these uncomfortable truths. It was as if the channel was holding a mirror to his own internal conflicts, magnifying his anxieties about the changing world.

The news on this day was all about Charlottesville.

That was quick, Cash thought to himself. I went from being an objective historian to a fascist Nazi just by sitting on my ass.

When he heard they were taking down the statue of Robert E. Lee, Cash wondered, Why bother with Robert E.? The guy is an iconic figure in American history. Why are they taking his ass down?

According to CNN, which is pretty much the truth, He ain’t no hero, Jim. He’s a goddamned racist, terrorist who waged war against the United States. In other words, he was a revolutionary who took a side and lost, as opposed to Washington, who took a side and won.

Then how do we deal with our brothers and sisters from the South who were related to terrorists, which means millions of folks? Do we tear them down too? You better believe if they show their racist, terrorist asses again like they did 150 years ago.

Don’t those assholes know that when they say the pledge of allegiance, they are saluting ONE republic INDIVISIBLE, goddamnit.

The issue with these statues isn’t just about history; it’s about how they’re being used in the present. Folks are using these statues as rallying points to rationalize their hatreds.

Cash didn’t hate anybody. Although, I suppose I hate Nazis. Does this mean I hate Nationalists? Does this mean I hate Socialists? And if I don’t HATE Nationalists and/or Socialists, does this make me a Nazi? I am not a goddamned Nazi.

All because of a statue. All because of a golden calf, y’all. Nobody told me there’d be days like these. Strange days indeed.

Who knows, pretty soon it might be dangerous to watch Gone With the Wind anymore or enjoy The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down, maybe even Elvis.

Jeezuz Christ.

“Cash, turn off the TV. Dinner's ready.”

Cash headed for the table. Twenty minutes later, he would be a changed man. A gut full of chicken French kinda takes your mind off of anything other than digestion.

Yet, despite his grumblings, Cash couldn’t bring himself to turn off the TV. There was a part of him that thrived on the outrage, that needed to engage with the very things that disturbed him. It was a peculiar kind of masochism, where the discomfort of watching CNN became a weirdly satisfying ritual. He wasn’t just consuming news; he was grappling with it, wrestling with the implications, and trying to reconcile his own beliefs with the reality being broadcast to him. Cash was a man caught between eras, longing for the simplicity of the 20th century but unable to completely detach from the complexities of the 21st. His attachment to CNN, despite his disdain, was symbolic of this tension—he was a 20th-century man trying to make sense of a 21st-century world, one news segment at a time.

Although he never “served,” he knew enough to say “welcome home” to his brothers who had served in Nam. Stafford thought his “service” was all about doing whatever he could to get us the hell outta there.

All that was behind him now, and what was in front of him was his first serving of Chicken French. Both Cash and Patti knew that there were at least three more helpings available. Cash also knew that he would say no to anything other than the first helping and then go on to helpings two and three, intoxicating himself and pleasing Patti with his suddenly gargantuan appetite.

Cash wasn’t hungry before he caught a whiff of the French. When he saw it in front of him, he was famished as if he hadn’t eaten in weeks, as if last night’s banquet didn’t count.

After dinner, Cash turned CNN, and Wolf Blitzer blitzed him again.

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Carpooling Revolution: The Eco-Friendly Future of Taxi Services

In recent years, the rise of taxi booking apps has transformed urban transportation, offering convenience and efficiency to millions of users. However, as entrepreneurs and startup leaders in the mobile app development industry, it’s crucial to understand the environmental impacts of these services. This article explores the dual nature of taxi apps' influence on sustainability, backed by relevant statistics and insights from industry experts.

The Environmental Landscape of Transportation

Transportation is a significant contributor to greenhouse gas emissions, accounting for approximately 29% of total emissions in the United States alone. Traditional taxi services, primarily powered by fossil fuels, exacerbate this issue. The combustion of gasoline and diesel vehicles releases large amounts of carbon dioxide (CO2) and other pollutants, contributing to climate change and air quality degradation. The urgent need for sustainable alternatives has never been more pressing.

The Role of Taxi Booking Apps in Promoting Sustainability

Taxi booking apps have emerged as a key player in the shift towards greener transportation. Here’s how they contribute to sustainability:

1. Encouraging Electric and Hybrid Vehicles

Many taxi apps are now integrating electric and hybrid vehicles into their fleets. This shift not only reduces emissions but also promotes the adoption of cleaner vehicle technologies among taxi operators. A study highlighted that ride-hailing services could reduce emissions by up to 50% if they transitioned to electric vehicles. As a mobile app development company in USA, investing in features that support electric vehicle options can position your app as a leader in sustainable transport.

2. Optimizing Routes for Efficiency

Advanced algorithms in taxi booking apps analyze real-time traffic data to optimize routes. This capability minimizes unnecessary driving and reduces fuel consumption. According to research, efficient routing can cut fuel usage by 10-20%, translating to significant emissions reductions. By prioritizing route optimization in your cab booking app development, you can enhance user experience while contributing to environmental goals.

3. Facilitating Carpooling

Carpooling features in taxi apps allow users to share rides with others traveling in the same direction. This not only reduces the number of vehicles on the road but also lowers emissions. A study found that ride-sharing can decrease the number of cars needed by up to 40%, significantly alleviating traffic congestion and its associated environmental impacts. As you develop a white label taxi booking system, consider incorporating robust carpooling functionalities to appeal to eco-conscious users.

4. Promoting Multi-Modal Transportation

Integrating taxi services with public transportation options enhances urban mobility sustainability. By offering seamless transitions between taxis, buses, trains, and bikes, apps can encourage the use of public transport, further reducing reliance on personal vehicles. This holistic approach to transportation is essential for reducing the overall carbon footprint of urban travel.

The Flip Side: Environmental Challenges

Despite these positive contributions, taxi booking apps also face criticism regarding their environmental impact:

1. Increased Vehicle Miles Traveled (VMT)

The convenience of ride-hailing services has led to an increase in vehicle miles traveled. Research indicates that ride-hailing services contribute to a rise in VMT, with some studies suggesting that they can increase emissions by up to 60% in urban areas. This phenomenon, known as "deadheading," occurs when drivers travel without passengers, further exacerbating congestion and pollution.

2. Traffic Congestion

The proliferation of taxi apps has been linked to increased traffic congestion in cities. The ease of booking rides can lead to more people choosing taxis over public transport, resulting in higher vehicle counts on the road. A report noted that ride-hailing services could contribute to a 15-20% increase in congestion, particularly in densely populated areas.

3. Diversion from Public Transport

The availability of ride-hailing services can divert users from public transportation, cycling, and walking. This shift can lead to a net decrease in the use of more sustainable transport options, which is detrimental to overall environmental goals. As an entrepreneur, it’s vital to consider how your app can complement public transport rather than compete with it.

The Path Forward: Innovating for Sustainability

As the taxi app industry evolves, there are several strategies entrepreneurs can adopt to enhance sustainability:

1. Invest in Green Technologies

Partnering with electric vehicle manufacturers and investing in charging infrastructure can significantly reduce the environmental impact of taxi services. By promoting electric vehicles within your app, you can attract eco-conscious consumers and contribute to a cleaner environment.

2. Implement Dynamic Pricing

Dynamic pricing strategies can encourage off-peak travel, reducing congestion during peak hours. By incentivizing users to travel during less busy times, you can help balance demand and decrease the environmental footprint of your service.

3. Foster Community Engagement

Engaging with local communities and educating users about the environmental benefits of using taxi apps can foster a culture of sustainability. Consider implementing features that allow users to track their carbon savings or participate in community initiatives focused on reducing emissions.

4. Collaborate with Policymakers

Working alongside city planners and policymakers can help integrate taxi services into broader urban mobility strategies. By aligning your app with city sustainability goals, you can play a pivotal role in shaping the future of urban transportation.

Conclusion

The environmental impacts of taxi booking apps are multifaceted, offering both opportunities and challenges. As entrepreneurs in the mobile app development space, it’s essential to recognize the potential for these services to drive sustainability in urban transportation. By embracing innovative technologies, optimizing operations, and fostering community engagement, you can create a taxi app that not only meets user needs but also contributes to a greener future.

The journey towards sustainable transportation is a collective effort, and as a startup leader, you have the power to influence this transformation. By prioritizing sustainability in your cab booking app development, you can position your business as a leader in the green transportation movement, paving the way for a cleaner, more efficient urban mobility landscape. Together, we can drive forward into a future where technology and sustainability go hand in hand, ensuring a healthier planet for generations to come.