Pretty sure it’s not the boning part, my sexuality is anything but repressed.
As for walking past each other, out of the question. We’re both anxiety riddled human flamingo nerds, we’d be able to spot each other miles away. Ambush tactics are the only safe bet so it comes down to which of us was less distracted by the lighting and managed to impromptu a weapon first.
Meeting myself in any variation.
I have no idea why, but I’ve always had this idea that if I met another me in the world it has to end in one of us dead. Doesn’t matter on the origin, clone, copy, alternate timeline, time travel, doppelganger, replicant, don’t care. There’s absolutely no way around, it’s on sight and to the death.
This is one of my most consist feelings in life and I often wonder if it’s because I consumed my twin in the womb. As a child I came up with an arrangement that if I accidentally time travelled I’d be able to use to contact myself indirectly so that we can’t cross paths.
Of course, the chance of any of these things happening is insanely low so it’s kind of dumb to have a plan in place for its eventual occurrence.
Careful, you might give the pedo states an idea.
I’m going to need the full rundown of this story, I haven’t heard of a voodoo zombie incident in ages!
I did, but that was because a head injury deleted my entire childhood and most of my vocabulary. Without it I realized I didn’t really know why I was the way I was but I knew I didn’t like it.
I’ve since regained most of it through first hand account and journals that I don’t recall writing but were in my hand. However, there are a lot if accounts that differ between journals and testimonies. Coupled with a good deal of paranoia in the writing, I believe a few of my journals were false narratives to throw off snooping. So I’m still not entirely convinced of my own past.
Ultimately, I decided to embrace it. I can be who I want to be and what I was ain’t it.
Honestly, having been learning a lot about Indigenous cultures in the Americas lately, even European socialism can be seen as done the hard way. Most of the north American tribes had a culture of meeting the needs of everyone. Native Mexicans had a social welfare system that effectively made care for the young and infirm a community activity.
That the reason imperial Europe had such a huge and lasting impact on the world was because Europe was playing on a harder difficulty than everyone else.
Europe was functionally foodless when it comes to agricultural with next to no edible plants native to the region, most of their crop foods were imported from Eurasia. Boar were as lethal as the wolves and the wolves besieged cities. The living conditions were functional perfect petri dishes that bred so many massive plagues that they accidentally biowarfared the Americas, they literally didn’t consider the diseases they had as bad enough to leave those guys home. The history of constant warfare in Europe had them so invested in finding new ways to kill each other that they hit the iron age while the Americas were still in stone age despite being an older population.
In contrast, we’re finding out that all the “wasted land” in the US used to be curated foraging gardens. Whole forests regularly maintained by the natives to provide food year round with minimal labor for an exponentially larger population. The great planes tribes maintained a migratory lifestyle that was far less work than the farming efforts we use now. Conflict was frequent, but never to the level that needed technological advancements like Europe.
So when Europeans finally got out of their squalid hell hole, anyone not on their level, which was really just china, was solidly out classed. What was india going to do? They were solidly in the bronze age and fighting an enemy that’s very arival might kill villages with disease alone and they never had to fight an enemy that could host long distance supply lines over seas which meant a counter offense could only ever push them out of the area but never back to the source in a way that could prevent them coming back. Like trying to play volleyball but your opponents can be on both sides of the net and you can’t. The Americas were even worse off, the Technological disparity made the fight entirely one sides.
Finally, Europe took this “git gud” mentality as proof that they were superior in every way, so they implemented their way of life everywhere they went. Those forage gardens were knocked over and burned to grow fields of low nutritional grains because that’s what worked in Europe. The European diet was pushed everywhere despite the local diet being better in most cases. The European work ethic became the standard with no realization that it was born out of desperately struggling to survive and adaptation to any other location would have greatly improved their quality of life.
And all of it still lasts to this day. Half of the things we classify as weeds are edible foods that were dietary staples. Our work life balance, sleep schedule, housing styles, land distribution, hierarchy, are all descendant of feudalism. The whole reason for the midwest dust bowl was because they tried to force Europeans farming tactics into the region with no consideration for the difference between regions.
Of course, I’m not a historian. It’s just a hunch. I’m a fan of history and it was an interesting comparison to see how closely the European exceptionalism mindset aligned with the souls like git gud attitude that a specific subset of gamers developed at the height of their popularity.
I used to use that c3po one all the time!
My trick is being open, interesting, and excited. Everyone has something to say and I love being someone to hear it. Couple that with my refusal to acknowledge the social feaux pas of Turing pleasantry into conversation and the fact that I look and dress like a cartoon and it’s hard not to make friends everywhere you go.
Honestly that’s not far off in taste and texturw from cheese. Kind of makes me wonder how it would taste in whey brine
From my understanding, she used a lot of less than ethical practices in her early career and towards her end she effectively sabotaged a few people that wanted to continue her work. While she’s not as bad as some of my list, she gets her place for the same hypocrisy that earned it for jack black.
Yeah in the autobiography by the same name Anthony Kiedis states that the song was inspired by a time he slept with a fan who told him after that she was actually 14 before they had sex a second time. He also describes it like a thing to brag about.
I’m turning an elm that I dug out of my flower bed into a bonsai. When I pulled it up I accidentally stripped a long section of the trunk. It’s been in a pot for nearly a year now and that stripped section is scarring over nicely, normally it takes people ages to get something this gnarly looking but I got it by accident.
I’ve also been cooking with carne de soya. In the US we call it “textured vegetable protein” and either way it’s basically crumbled, dried tofu. It’s a poor people food in Mexico. When cooked, it’s identical in texture to a 50/50 mix of ground beef and pork. It’s functionally flavorless on its own but due to the drying process it works as a sponge for anything you put it in. Mix some spices and liquid into a slurry, give it 10 min to marinade, you have the perfect meat for any dish. I do mean any liquid, the other day I made chili, mixed the soya with a spicier blend than I use for the chili itself, some pale ale, and some bacon fat I had saved from breakfast. The chili kept it’s usual flavor, but each bite of the soya tasted like spicey pork sausage. Two distinct yet complementary flavors in one pot and the two pounds worth of “meat” only cost 97¢. Doesn’t even need to be complicated like that, bag of soya, can of kidney beans, can of sloppy Joe sause, half an onion, salt, pepper, garlic, Worcestershire, all in a crock pot on low. 6 hours later and it’s the best sloppy Joe I’ve ever made. Better than the weeks I spent making my own sause from scratch. I call it Tojos.
I had my first run in with this in the tail end of highschool. Lovecraft was the first author that really hit me. The feeling of existential dread and the idea of forces beyond our comprehension that we only survive sharing reality work because we’re too inconsequential to do anything about were both formative and comforting ideas to my anxiety riddled mind. It wasn’t until deciding I was truely a fan that I found out he was so racist the kkk didn’t want to be associated with him.
He’s not my only brush with this, I find that any figure I grow to like inevitably fails to meet my standards. Neil Gaiman, Danny Masterson, Dr. Seuss, Neil DeGrasse Tyson, Joss Whedon, Louis C. K., Jack Black, Walt Disney, Jane Goodall, Woody Allen, Kevin Spacey, and the list goes on. At this point, the only heroes I’ve had that haven’t turned out to be bastards and sex pests are Weird Al and Bill Nye.
To this I’ve taken to the idea of the death of the author . In short, the essay states that you should ignore the artist’s intention and biography when considering the merrit of the art. Awful people are just as likely to create something beautiful as anyone else. This doesn’t hold entirely true and your mileage may very, Lovecraft’s Xemophobia makes his inspirations far more obvious, but removing all of the overtly racist parts has no affect on the actual horror or conveys. That doesn’t work for Scar Tissue by Red hot Chili Peppers which is explicitly about raping a minor.
Play it by ear. If it’s not explicitly problematic then it’s not on you to feel bad about it You can like a song without it meaning more than that.
They have a literal monopoly on the service and the analytical data the sell makes more money then advertising ever could.
A ton, but the one I’m most inclined to talk about is The Thing (1982). We rewatch it almost weekly since I introduced my spouse to it which is amazing because each time we spend about an hour afterwards dissecting the things motives, the order of replacements, different theories, etc. It’s truely one of the best movies ever made. The practical effects get a ton of praise, but for me it’s just gotta efficiently the movie is at what it does. You know every character within minutes of their appearance, you feel the alienation and paranoia, and the thing itself is so inexplicable that even after hundreds of watches in my life time I genuinely can’t rationalize why it does what it does.
The 2011 one would have been better if they left in the pilot alien and had better set and custome guys. It doesn’t feel like a pequal, it feels like a remake set in 2011.
So the cool s has no verified origin ans has occured in childlore functionally spontaneously across every demographic. It occurs in every nation with very little variation, regardless of language, and as far as symbols go, it’s remarkably complex to be appearing so consistently with 14 distinct lines.
For this reason, my silly theory is actually that it’s the yellow sign. The symbol of the eldrich elder god of manipupations of the cthulhu mythos, the king in yellow, Hastur. Thus, among his mind warping eldritch knowledge is the true secret to writing your full name in the cool S font.
To add to this, there’s the cost trade. To use one of these 0days as a resource means the result needs to be equal to or more than the cost of using this. If it cost my opponent $3 to cause a problem, and it costs me $6 to fix it, my opponent effectively profited off of that exchange. I can’t think of a single journalist since Watergate that could cost the government enough money to be worth paying for this kind of removal when it’s far cheaper to have them murdered let them die peacefully in their sleep from bullet inhalation. Not to mention that it shows their hand if they so it publicly and makes future targets harder to hit.
You and I will never be worth the kind of money that currently takes, but if they get an official back door installed the cost goes down so far that it would literally never be a loss.
I use the old school method. Each password is a combination of my one preferred password, and three words that relate to the subject but are too funny to forget. For instant, Amazon would be “FuckJeffBezos123456Aa*” or something like that. I only have to remember my version of the “123456Aa*” because every time I think about amazon I already think “fuck Jeff Bezos”.
This uses your mind’s natural ability to associate instead of just raw memory. It also guarantees your passwords always meet requirements.
Lastly, record them all in the meat space in a small journal that I place in a conspicuous place. You can’t hack a notebook and I’m not important enough to rob for access to my Lemmy account.