MeatPilot

At least he got to be shot out of a cannon.

Phillip K. Dick was so prophetic that he had to drowned himself in drugs to keep from seeing more horrors.

Data center proponents generally argue that the facilities will provide jobs

This is the biggest bullshit lie they keep repeating everywhere they are planning to build these monstrosities.

The fact is it will create a few hundred, 400ish Construction worker jobs for the build of the site, which is finite maybe 2 years. Not a stable long term job and the people building it probably are contractors that would be building somewhere else if that build didn’t exist.

Afterwards the data center only provides less than 50 full-time high paid jobs, because the operational demands are very low.

This in no way compares to a new steel mill or other large scale factory that will provide hundreds and hundreds of jobs for multiple generations.

This shit is just lining already rich and upper-class pockets with more money they don’t need. Not providing the lower or middle-class, who need jobs the most, with a decent stable income that can carry to retirement.

This is basically your local government saying, fuck you I want mine. Well tricking the working class. The people who are suffering from unemployment brought on by the very same assholes. They are trying to give hollow promises, for a yes vote. Fucking puppets with a corporate hand up their ass.

Only the dim glow of the screen illuminated Hackerman, leaving his face in a shrouded mystery under his hood.

From the corner of Hackerman’s room, a figure crept out of the void. A nightmare silhouette crowned with a trillby hat. Hatman stood behind Hackerman, his cold strong hands squeezed Hackman’s shoulders.

The frenzy of typing ceased. Hackman spun around in his Respawn Pro chair. Their faceless expressions hide their desires.

“Are you not scared stiff?” Hatman whispered.

“Oh I’m stiff but not scared.” Hackman replied.

Hatman’s eyes moved down to Hackerman’s lap to see a tower of lust erected in his honor. He was shocked by the size.

“People only see me from the desk up, I have no need for pants.” Hackman said.

In a moment of passion Hatman spun around and dropped his shadow pants to expose his shadow love hole.

Looking over his shoulder Hatman said “No one can move because of all the benadryl and I just want someone to move me! Take me Hackman!”

Hackman stood and placed his nibble fingers around Hatman’s slender waist. He took one hand and lowered Hatman down with such force, his hat fell off. Than he thrusted deep.

“I’m in!” moaned Hackerman.

Has anyone done a fanfic of hackerman and hatman falling in love? Like hatman shows up in the dark room and instead of being scared, they kiss.