Have you ever considered the fact that you can simply take it apart and repair the button?
I bought one to print anti-Trump propaganda to post by the mailboxes.
And because I'm a Millennial, I enjoy printing photos because I grew up having photo albums, and as such I'm used to making them. Plus if I don't print them I'll literally ever look at them.
Isreal has already shown that they'll wipe out an entire population just because they don't like their religion, one more murder would just be another day in the life for them.
Easy: Indiana Jones and Star Wars.
That sounds amazing. Could have great potential on consoles if online multiplayer was more of a thing back then. The Xbox was the only console at the time that had its shit together in terms of internet connectivity.
The only other thing I can think of is that you're dual-booting and Windows isn't playing nice with GRUB as usual.
If that's the case, well then this is why I gave Linux and Windows their own dedicated drives, with a switch installed on my case to physically select the drive. That way they can both have their own bootloaders so Windows can't get in the way. They're not even aware that the other OS exists.
If you had empathy, you wouldn't try to get your boss fired. Even shitty people deserve an income. Just something we have to put up with as a society until we get UBI.
How does one flee the country when you live paycheck to paycheck and provide no skills that could be useful to a country's economy? I'm decent with computers but that's about it.
What country would even take me without me having to lower my already low standard of living? At the very minimum, I need a house with a yard + garage (I'm tired of condo/apartment living) and affordable gigabit internet. No legal weed is a deal breaker as well. Can't eat or sleep without it.
Most people have not been paying attention. Their knowledge of politics ends with what they remembered from school and the occasional AI-generated rage bait they see on social media.
You think that's crazy, try being in the same house as a cat when you're tripping on psychedelics. They know when you've entered their realm, and the cheeky little bastards like to take advantage of that fact.
I had this one cat that was a normal cat when I was sober, but liked to pop in and out of existence whenever I was on 25i/2c-e/LSD/etc. This one time I hear him meowing from across the house; I turn towards the sound, and suddenly he's rubbing against my legs and purring. Reach down to pet him and he's gone. It was some seriously freaky shit.
Again, you don't need a VPN if you follow my guide. Your reading comprehension is worse than mine, and I have ADHD. *sigh*
Joke's on you; I have no friends.