The baked goods a lady from my dad’s church gave me. I don’t even know what they were; it tasted and looked like it was just a bunch of dallops of cake frosting sprinkled with almond dust. I don’t really eat sweets, and these offended my taste buds when I ate one. Nobody else wanted to take them off my hands so into the trash they went.
My immediate thought was toward enshittification. He didn’t make shit it was turned to shit. Which is exactly what happens to most things that slowly becomes popular.
I would only think them to work better on Linux because the software you’re using isn’t made by the printer company. Their software sucks. The hardware sucks, too. They’re made to be shit because a perfect printer isn’t profitable.
That’s what the qualifier “great” is for. A bad politician has panache. Charisma, to me, implies some charm. Panache is what P.T. Barnum used to rope suckers into seeing what an “egress” is.