I read toilet and was very confused.
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Just a note: fascists do not believe the things they say. There is no point in arguing with them or criticizing their claims with logic or facts. There is no benefit in pointing out their hypocrisy because they were never presenting those points in good faith. No gotchas work, no clever retorts and no amount of carefully compiled data will be effective against the reasons they claim are the justification for their hate and bigotry, because the hate came first, the justification is an afterthought. They believe the hate, not the justification and no amount of time or effort or proof will logic them out of their hatred. No evidence will change their minds because the things they say are not truly held beliefs. So, don't engage. They want you to waste your time arguing with them about their obviously wrong claims, in part because it wastes your time and energy and in part because taking their lies seriously gives them legitimacy. There is no point, no benefit to trying to disprove them. As far as I've seen the best way to rattle them is to accurately describe their behavior. That's all. Don't listen to their arguments, don't engage with their talking points, don't be sidetracked by their attempts to waste your energy. Focus on the core of whatever issue you're concerned with and don't be sidetracked. For instance, the whole "roman salute" conversation? Bull shit. Obviously. But the more they got people talking about it the more energy people wasted trying to get them to admit the truth. They knew they were lying, that's the point. Their goal was to waste people's time with trivial nitpicks. Do. Not. Engage. Focus on your goals, the points that actually matter in a discussion. Things like: It's irrelevant who started what in Gaza, genocide is wrong. It's irrelevant if George Floyd was a bad person or not, people shouldn't be murdered by the police. It's irrelevant if there has ever been a single instance where a trans person did anything inappropriate in a public bathroom, they are people who deserve the right to exist in public without fear. It's irrelevant what a woman was wearing or if she was drunk or was flirting, there is no excuse for rape. The list goes on and on and their disingenuous points are always only an obfuscation of the core of the argument, which is usually that all people are people and deserve the right to exist safely in this world. Their points will try to create some reason why certain people don't deserve that. They are wrong and they will say any lie to try to manipulate people into believing otherwise.
I believe Haskell makes you the pope of nerds.
It's the vibe. TotK just... Feels more industrial, and less clean and hopeful. BotW was just so pretty and you HAD to walk to places or glide the first time. The machines in TotK made it so easy to skip the nature that it felt less rewarding to play. Like, if you could just snap your fingers and have the perfect house immediately with no work, no effort, the house wouldn't feel as rewarding as one you built with your own skill.
Zelda Breath of the wild for me. Don't get me wrong I enjoyed Tears of the Kingdom but breath of the wild scratched a perfect itch for me. Especially master mode. Well over 1000 hours played.
I grew up in the farm-y outskirts of a big-ish city. I got to catch lizards and tadpoles and toads in the creek nearby, and we'd collect reeds from cattails and weave them into little mats for fun. we'd walk/bike to our friends house without parents, just yell that your going to so and so's and off you trot. We knew the farmer who grew the sweet corn we ate all summer, and the farmers who had the peach orchard and tomato fields we'd harvest from at the end of summer to can cheap produce for the winter.
The foothills behind our neighborhood were covered with grass and shrub, spattered with bike trails and caves right up to the tree line. There were foxes and racoons that you'd need to protect your chickens from. Deer would chill in our yard in fall eating the fallen Apples from around our trees. Flocks of starlings covered our huge cottonwood trees making a huge racket and pooping everywhere. I'd take a metal baseball bat to our big metal clothesline post to make a big gong noise to scare them off cuz they were so loud.
Then a fence went up, blocking us from using the hills, and they started construction on a bunch of high end mc mansions. They filled in the caves, killed the foxes and racoons, and paved over the creek to make a walking trail. More and more deer ended up as roadkill till they stopped coming to eat the apples altogether. Developers bought out the farmers to build more houses, first the tomato fields, then the corn, and finally the peaches were ripped out and paved over. The dairy became a giant strip mall for a Staples, and a Kohl's, a donut shop and a sandwich shop. The road I walked alongside, barefoot, to play in the creek became too busy to be safe for kids to walk next to.
In summer we'd play outside and drink from the hose till we were too hot, then we'd run inside and stand under the swamp cooler to cool down. Year after year it got hotter and hotter till the heat was too much and we couldn't play outside for too long because the swamp cooler wasn't enough to cool us down anymore. In winter we used to make snow men and build igloos with buckets full of snow as bricks, and we'd trample paths into the snow drifts that came up to our hips. But year after year the snow banks got shorter and shorter and the snow came later and later until... I remember the first year we had no snow till after Christmas. The decorations looked so sad and stupid sitting on brown grass instead of coated with bright snow. That's the last year I bothered to put them up. The more people moved to the area, the thicker the smog got in the winter. All the stagnant stinky car exhaust and fumes from the refinery got caught in the bowl of the valley all winter, till the hazy air was so dense you couldn't see the mountains that surrounded us.
The world got hotter and more full of cars and houses all while the people got more stranded inside. Yes by the lure of Internet, but also to try to escape the heat and dust and smog. New neighbors in the big houses would snap at us to get off their lawn then smile like they gave a fuck the next Sunday at church.
Neighborhoods full of community became individuals in houses.
I'm only 34.
Basically all the memes hit very close to home, all the ADHD lived experience posts, all the physical symptoms lists, all the childhood signs for inattentive ADHD. Everything fit. Delayed sleep schedule? My best sleep hours are 2:30-11:30 am. Always hated waking up for school, always chose to work either at night or late afternoon. Very sensitive to rejection. Was drinking a monster every day on my way to work and yawning all day anyway. Could always sleep, no matter when or where, when the pandemic started and I was home and not working for the first 6 weeks and I slept 16 + hours a day, every day, for the entire 6 weeks, but never felt any more rested. I'd pass out during moving and shows if I was the slightest bit disinterested. Did cocaine once as a dumb 20-something, had the most relaxing evening ever, I thought we'd been given dud stuff. Time is functionally meaningless to me when evaluating the length tasks take.
It was just endless, every time I heard of a new ADHD symptom it hit HARD, especially the ones describing childhood for ADHD girls. I'm also pretty damn sure I'm autistic so, there's also that.
Did you mean to say coke? Or was come the right word? Because I did coke as a youngen and had the most chill evening ever. XD
Agreed, none of the others are balanced properly or have good flow. Number two is the only option.
I bought a 1959 and wish I had gone further with my remodeling than I did, and I took out all the floor down to the studs in the main level and filled everything with soundproofing insulation before redoing the subfloor with 1 and a 1/4 inchs of OSB that I glued and compression screwed to the joists. One thing I'm very happy I did do was run Ethernet to most rooms while the floor was open, having all go to a central hub in the utility room where they're connected to switches, one for the upstairs network, one for the basement network since I also made the basement a separate apartment. Long way to say I wish I had planned out every repair and remodel and upgrade I could think of before ever touching a hammer so I could just do all the demo and remodeling at once. Now I'm stuck wishing I could go back and redo all the old electrical and plumbing before I had done all the finish work. Learn from me young one!
You sir watch Binging with Babish