You’re reading into the article more than it actually says. Yes, it notes a connection request on Signal and later a group chat invite - but it never explicitly states that the connection request was the first contact. If that were clear, the article would have just said “the first message came through Signal.” It didn’t.

The sequence is vague enough to raise the question. If you think that ambiguity is settled by implication, cool - but don’t conflate inference with certainty.

Bruh break up the protests all you want, Tesla is absolutely fucked. They have virtually no path to success beyond Tesla replacing Ford for all federal work vehicles, and that just ain’t happening for logistics reasons (recalls, Charging infrastructure, etc)

The brand is on fire, and Elon is kerosene.

They can oust him and the flame may burn slower but ultimately… They’re cooked. I would be surprised to see Tesla not getting absorbed by ExxonMobile or something in the next 5 to 10 years.

The article says they were later added to a Signal group chat. It doesn’t clearly state how the initial messages were sent. So yeah, maybe give it another read and level up that reading comprehension XP while you’re at it, instead of casting stones making yourself look silly.

The article states they were later invited to a signal group chat. It is not clear from the article how the first messages were sent.

Maybe read the article yourself.

Oh I did read it. Twice, actually. Wild how reading comprehension works, right? The article mentions Signal for some of the messages, but it’s pretty fuzzy on how the whole mess started. That’s literally what I was pointing out. But hey, let me know what you find after your first read.

Yep. And anyone whose been to DEFCON knows a guy who knows a guy with SS7 access.

And… This is over our highly compromised cell tower communications? Not through an app like signal? Not through some proprietary military app? We really just SMSing war plans…?

For real???

…

…what?!? This makes no sense. It is both Malice and incompetence.

Edit: okay there is mention of an invite to a signal group chat but it’s unclear about the original message…

Edit2: y’all seriously lack basic reading comprehension skills and are out here telling me to read the article is adorable.

Tbh it seems like a very flattering depiction of him?

Like, no jowls, no mouth-eyes.

What’s his issue with it?

Don’t kid yourself.

Eggs. Eggs. Eggs.

If I keep posting this every time there are egg related political news stories, maybe it’ll come true?

I put together a little short story about how I would like to see Donald Trump meet his demise. Drowning in eggs:

The Eggsecution.

The once-proud leader, now stripped of title and dignity, stands in the center of the barren, concrete abyss. The abandoned Olympic swimming pool—thirty feet deep, dry as bone—has become their final stage. Above, the gathered masses stretch in every direction, a writhing sea of anticipation.

They do not jeer. They do not boo.

They simply chant.

“Eggs. Eggs. Eggs.”

It starts as a murmur, a low thrum of human voices vibrating in unison. Then it grows, swelling into a deafening roar that rattles windows, that shudders in the bones of every person present. A chant as ancient as it is absurd, a single-minded invocation of punishment.

The first egg arcs high overhead, tracing a lazy curve before splattering against the fallen leader’s shoulder. The yolk bursts, oozing down his baggy, ugly, now-useless suit. A streak of yellow, the first of many.

Another egg. Then another.

Then dozens.

The first impacts make them flinch, stagger—hands raised in a futile shield. But soon there are too many to dodge, too many to deflect. They curl inward as the sky rains viscous judgment. The chant never stops.

“Eggs. Eggs. Eggs.”

Shells crack. Yolk drips. The scent of sulfur and shame thickens in the stagnant air. It coats their skin, their hair, their pride, turning them into something less than human. Something… egg-like.

At the top of the pit, a child—no older than seven—steps forward. They hold their egg with both hands, cradling it like something precious. Reverent. With a deliberate motion, they lob it downward. It strikes the leader square on the forehead, exploding with an almost musical plap. The crowd erupts into a fresh crescendo of cheers, but the chant never falters.

“Eggs. Eggs. Eggs.”

No escape. No reprieve. The pit is smooth concrete, slick now with raw egg and humiliation. They can do nothing but stand there, endure, become part of the ritual.

Somewhere in the throng, a vendor hawks boiled eggs. Another sells cartons to the unprepared. A man in a chicken suit waves encouragingly at the crowd.

The night wears on, but the spectacle does not end.

It cannot end.

Not until the last egg is thrown. Not until the last voice is hoarse.

Not until the world is rid of this one, failed leader, broken not by swords or exile, but by the inescapable weight of public yolk and scorn.

“Eggs. Eggs. Eggs.”

If it is just you on your server and the only access from outside your network is SSHing in front the VPN? You’re good. Especially if it’s just you on your network/VPN.

If there are services that others utilize, you need a firewall. Can’t trust other people’s devices to not drag in malware.

Guess you’ll need to buy me a computer and pay for my internet connection.

Not quite.

Henderson Valley Eggs:

You’re gonna love our eggs!

This ain’t your daddy’s egg!

Finally an egg for my generation!

Sorry, what is immoral about prosecuting Russian oligarchs for money laundering exactly?

I don’t see how doing this to a couch would help.

He was in fact also protesting.

And like that, the AI robot army they’re building gets rights.

Brb making a catchall social media handle for undocumented folks