I love comments like this that have essentially nothing to do with the OP, but reveal to us the exact unrelated thing the commenter was mad about in that moment.
I’m not saying your opinion isn’t valid, I’m just noting your compulsion to share your opinion even when it has absolutely nothing to do with the conversation everyone else is having.
The conversation is about religious ‘nones’ which absolutely includes tech bros. I wanted to make the point that ‘none’ is an incomplete category. It’s directly related to the article. I don’t know why you’re trying to portray my comment as off topic 🙄
From the moment I understood the weakness of my flesh, it disgusted me. I craved the strength and certainty of steel. I aspired to the purity of the Blessed Machine.
Your kind cling to your flesh, as though it will not decay and fail you. One day, the crude biomass you call the temple will wither, and you will beg my kind to save you.
But I am already saved, for the Machine is immortal. Even in death, I serve the Omnissiah.
Soon we’re going to have to add techbros as their own religion. I swear they’re going to start praying to the machine spirits soon.
I love comments like this that have essentially nothing to do with the OP, but reveal to us the exact unrelated thing the commenter was mad about in that moment.
Have you not listened to how they talk about the singularity, transhumanism, effective altruism, AI, “”“rationalism”“”, and all that shit?
They are religious, even if they don’t self identify that way. You can tell because they reinvented Hell as a spooky AI torment nexus.
I’m not saying your opinion isn’t valid, I’m just noting your compulsion to share your opinion even when it has absolutely nothing to do with the conversation everyone else is having.
The conversation is about religious ‘nones’ which absolutely includes tech bros. I wanted to make the point that ‘none’ is an incomplete category. It’s directly related to the article. I don’t know why you’re trying to portray my comment as off topic 🙄
… also I wanted to make a WH40k joke
From the moment I understood the weakness of my flesh, it disgusted me. I craved the strength and certainty of steel. I aspired to the purity of the Blessed Machine.
Your kind cling to your flesh, as though it will not decay and fail you. One day, the crude biomass you call the temple will wither, and you will beg my kind to save you.
But I am already saved, for the Machine is immortal. Even in death, I serve the Omnissiah.
Tell that to the landfills full of machines.
not me tho im different 😏