Oh hai Mark!
Oh hai Mark!
I’m actually surprised at how little they spend on lobbying, even with the recent uptick. It must be the other thing, you know, our representatives are shareholders.
Damn me neither
This is the same fucking thing. It is simultaneously 12:25am MDT and 6:25am GMT where I live. If you ask my computer what time it is, it knows it is 06:25:00-06:00.
Two sides of the same coin buddy.
What you’re describing is LITERALLY the system we have. UTC is a global, coordinated time that tracks solar time to a precision of less than a second. As far as my computer is concerned, my time is UTC (technically GMT, but they both refer to the same time) minus 6 hours. We all could choose to say, “hey, wanna meet for dinner at 3AM?” and have that be a normal thing to say in my area, and an odd thing to say odd in Europe… but nobody wants that.
How stoned are you right now
I’m imagining something more fluid, where the time it is depends on exactly where you’re standing and the position of the sun in relation to it. You’d need to factor the direction you’re traveling as well as the distance whenever you went anywhere. We’d have a lot more intimate relationship with our current celestial situation.
I think they’re proposing personal time zones, where every individual’s clock shows their precise solar time, and nobody ever manages to be on time to work ever again.
That’s stupid. Metal is fun, and Nazis don’t own it, nor can they take it away from the vast majority of good people who play it and enjoy it. It has a bad rap from Satanic panic era bible-thumpers.
You wanna ban classical music? The OG Nazis loved that shit.
Just research the bands you like.
Kinda like the game
Wait, why? Is the TV spying on me any more than my phone, every app I use, my desktop OS, every website I visit, all of my smart home devices, my car, my bank, traffic cameras, and my bottom left molar?
Can’t I just slap a PiHole on my home network and pretend I’ve done something about it?
Does that actually factor in? Or do you just prefer the company of dogs? Seems like a pretty irrational fear if you ask me.
Sample size of 1. The point of this whole thread is that people don’t believe women when they say they are in pain. Obviously there are individual differences between patients, and differences in quality of care.
Not a lot of people here will say this, but props for recognizing you were in the wrong here. It’s not easy to do.
As someone else in this thread already pointed out, you are conveniently ignoring the OP’s assertion that the “friend” had themselves become a racist, and later STALKED OP. I can’t believe it has to be explained that stalkers shouldn’t be defended.
Let’s say hypothetically OP was in the wrong, and totally misread the entire situation. They cut someone out of their life who didn’t deserve it. That’s STILL their fucking prerogative. They don’t deserve to be stalked for it.
Also you’re siding with somebody who has since recognized they were in the wrong. Read their later replies.
Hey bud. You can still choose to be kind today.
Step back for a sec and think about what it would be like for someone to judge your experience of a traumatic event from just a few sentences. You might have misspoken or written it out wrong. You definitely missed some important details. Maybe you embellished or condensed some things to be easier for a stranger to grasp.
I’m not saying this rhetorically. Actually stop and just think for a sec.
Does that help put in perspective why everyone thinks you’re being unfair to OP?
I meant to reply to the parent comment
I spilled a half cup of 175F water on my hand and got blisters. You absolutely cannot bathe in it.
Not really. You would still need to, you know, build drones or automated factories to actually perform the salvaging. But the point is that nobody DID, because capitalism values profit over human life. Nobody who “matters” is interested in solving that problem.
My partner and I once went as Leon and Matilda for Halloween. I finished off a quart of milk and filled it with pre-mixed negroni cocktai to sneak it into a party as part of my costume. Boy howdy, I was so drunk I was speaking in tongues at the end of the night.