You’ll love it, it’s a way of life.
You’ll love it, it’s a way of life.
What about Keynesian-style pizza?
Someone else suggested that the rise in belief in human goodness is a function of the rise in belief of human incompetence. When you start recognizing that people frequently do stupid bad things not because they are bad, but because they are stupid, your heart softens a bit with regards to their intent.
Anti-abortion is a great example. The majority of anti-abortion people genuinely believe that a zygote is an innocent human life, and terminating it is literally murder. If that’s what they believe, why wouldn’t they do everything in their power to stop it? People are murdering innocent babies!
The more you get to know people, the more you start believing in Hanlon’s razor. Most of the “bad” people aren’t bad, they’re just good people with stupid beliefs.


“American” “trains”? I understand those words separately, but they don’t make sense together


Maybe there’s a god above
But all I ever learned in love
Was how to shoot at someone
Who outdrew ya


Y’know, if anywhere was going to have an ATM machine, it would probably be Costco
It’s the immigrant mongrel thing. Outside America, it isn’t unusual for your ancestry to be that of your home country for dozens of generations, or maybe halves. Inside America, that’s basically only just full blooded Natives, most everyone else is a hodgepodge of several countries.
Is just a way to kinda keep track of all the various ancestries.
Weird, I always have my keys. How do you get into your home?


Maybe not everything, there were a few less-than-greats in his catalogue. It’s been a while, but I can’t imagine The Pebble and the Penguin or A Troll in Central Park being particularly good as an adult.
I did for a while, and I never needed it. I’ve never needed to open something out and about where a key wasn’t perfectly capable.
I keep a Powerful Pete on my keyring, I use it easy more than I would use a pocket knife.
I tried, it’s just another thing to carry that I never need. I cannot think of a single instance when 1) I needed a knife 2) I wasn’t in a location which had a more appropriate knife than a pocket knife 3) I couldn’t just use a key.


Eh, you can circle back through nihilism into absurdism, and wind up in a place close enough to self-confidence to actually turn into it eventually.
Ask me how I know.
Shriners too
Oh, I was setting you up for “Like I said, Sir Mix-a-Lot didn’t die”
Sir Mix-a-Lot isn’t dead


To be fair, she did explicitly refer to the bimbo aesthetic. That’s not just dressing “like a woman”, it’s a pretty objectively sexualized aesthetic. Not that what you’re saying doesn’t also happen.
I like big butts and I cannot tell the truth!
You must best our challenge if you wish to pass, wayward traveler.
Slavery kinda implies consciousness. Is your microwave a slave?