turtlesareneat

This stuff used to bother me but then I observed nature and its cruel rules for long enough, and I realized that suffering is one of the few constants in life, one of the guarantees. Wasps that paralyze spiders for months so they can be eaten alive by their offspring, bird species where most chicks are left to stave to death, etc… yeah nature is just as cruel as humans can be, but at a much larger scale in perpetuity, and we’re a lot more efficient at turning that suffering into greater good that lessens the suffering of others in perpetuity. So, while I don’t condone or even like to think about baby monkey experiments, I will not bat an eye at lab mice being given Parkinson’s so we can observe and seek answers and cures.

I did it all for the lulz (come on) the lulz (come on) so you can take that lol and stick it in your ahaha

And there’s every chance they’ll continue to steal power, steal the elections, maintain control of the most powerfully diminishing country on Earth. So it doesn’t matter how much of the world hates them, at least to those of us trapped under them. The patients are running the asylum, they’ve shot the guards, and life goes on.

Sometimes I think I’ve accepted the finality of the future we have in store, and then sometimes I get really irate and want to go scream at the deniers I know. It’s a weird balance. How do you mourn the future? Real question, my therapist is struggling with it too.

I’ve already started production on a line of (still in stealth mode). I think I can do enough in sales - both direct to consumer and wholesale to shops - to patent it and then cover my mortgage and other bills. And hey, if AI doesn’t take my job, maybe I’ll finally get out of debt. Of course it could fail and I’ll be out the seed money, but I’ll also have hundreds of (product) to remind me of my shame, so, whatever.

It’s like when a kid grows up with an abusive father, watches his mom get punched and treated like an animal, and thinks “I’ll never be like that,” and then 15 years later he’s wondering how to make his knuckles less bloody when he teaches his wife a lesson.

Wouldn’t the more a accurate headline be “Fetterman is the only pro-Iran-War senator to claim to be a democrat?”

Can you imagine how furious the shareholders would be if we built hospitals and water treatment facilities with their money?!

You don’t want to discover you wanted to layer the queef track AFTER the artist has left the studio.

Joke’s on you, holy water fart bubbles are my kink

You can certainly compile and run your own apps, you need to pay the developer fee if you want to distribute the software to other people’s Macs or iOS, or use advanced features like iCloud integration or push messages.

I shared an office with Frank Meeink for a week while he was in town giving lectures and speeches. Which only furthered my belief that redemption is always possible. Although since then Trump has been president twice, so I am revising that to “in most cases.”

Also there’s an issue with soil microbes and soil exhaustion. It’s been a minute since I heard about it, but I had a friend at a government lab who was testing soil in various areas, and found a shockingly low number of crop cycles before the soil is depleted into a dead substance. So that’ll be neat because we sure won’t reckon with it in advance.

Hell that’s most of the houses in my neighborhood and I’m in downtown Little Rock Arkansas. $500k home is not what it once was. If a house should be 3 to 5 times your salary, then a family of two incomes making $50k each are at home there. Not exactly Rothschilds.

Peace of death you say

In before everyone trashes IQ for being racist and pointless.

And I’m not saying it isn’t ethnocentric and a bit arbitrary. But walk around a Mensa meeting and you’ll see things in common.

Mostly that everyone is really socially inept if not outright problematic.

But 90% liberal, yeah.

Let’s let capitalism intervene until they’re all in a call center in India

I do a powerwalk with my dog once a day, 1/2 hour at least.

I didn’t really realize it was doing me good until I went on a hike with a friend.

1/4 way up the mountain, he was throwing up beside the trail, had to turn back.

My heart rate never went above 100, I was barely sweating.

Good habits build a good body.

Eyes his french press suspiciously