The obsession with where Trump spends his time is just as stupid now as it was with George W. Bush and as it was with Obama.

Who. Gives. A. Fuck.

It just does not matter.

I disbelieve that the Meyers-Briggs is not predictive in some scenarios, though I understand just fine what psychologists say about it and why.

However, I think at least 80% of the antipathy towards the test is because it was not developed by psychologists.

Meyers-Briggs is some aid in understanding one’s self better (just like tarot cards) and that has value even if it cannot be measured — and I’m very much an empirical, science-focused guy if you didn’t know.

But STEM types like to pretend that science is all there is, and in reality that’s just not true. The universe ain’t made of math and most things we just don’t know even if we have revealed by trial and travail some vital rules here and there. But they don’t scale and we can’t handle any composite cases with them (the dark secret of science).

Meyers-Briggs is a mostly-harmless diversion that doesn’t mean much, really. I also think psychologists despise it because it works at least as well as any tools they’ve developed — which is not well at all even for the “scientific” ones.

I have a tendency to quote rap lyrics around IT people and that doesn’t work out so well because most IT people don’t listen to rap.

I believe most just think I’ve lost my mind.

Need to make my filter tighter.

There’s a scene in The Leftovers where one of the main characters is shot in the chest by another character. Later on, the two become close friends.

At first I thought, “What kind of guy befriends someone who shot him in the chest?”

Then I realized — I am that kind of guy.

I mean, stuff happens. This is America. Can’t let getting shot in the chest stand in the way of a good friendship.

Show:

Grand Ol’ Opry:

the great thing about writing anything critical of Hillary Clinton is that my mentions fill up w older women who want to talk about my age

— Sarah Jones (@onesarahjones) September 14, 2017

If you lean on your age to “win” an argument, chances are you do not have much of an argument in the first place.

And hey, I get called a BernieBro despite the fact that:

1) Did not vote for him ever.

2) Did not think he’d make a very good president (but I liked the majority of his ideas).

3) Believe someone much younger should be president.

But yes, a BernieBro! Except one that only supported Bernie to any extent because all the other alternatives were worse.

All ya’ll realize right that if Bernie Sanders had never run, we wouldn’t be talking about single payer now? That it wouldn’t have a chance, wouldn’t even be in the discussion?

Funny how what Bernie set out to do has some hope while Clinton dead-enders are still prattling on about complete garbage.

a centrist is someone who stands athwart history, lecturing "actually, nothing will ever change again. this is all fake. history died."

— The Discourse Lover (@Trillburne) September 13, 2017

In reality, what we now call “centrism” due to the shifting of the Overton Window is actually pretty extreme conservatism.

Hey, for the “no one needs air conditioning” crowd, here’s what occurs in most of the South when there is no AC.

Don’t like gramma? Forego the AC.

What’s the most inadvisable thing you’ve ever done?

I have a long list, but perhaps the time I cursed at and threatened a uniformed cop was the most inadvisable.

If I were black, I’d be dead now. If my girlfriend hadn’t been there, watching, I’d probably be dead now.

Shit, that was a bad idea, but the cop was being a bully and I was a young hothead. Bad things tend to happen when you’re a young hothead, but that time I got lucky.

If we ever attempt interstellar travel, we’ll probably find it much easier to get somewhere than to slow down once we do.

The hard part isn’t always obvious in advance, but that’d be my guess where people/AI is likely to perish in five or ten thousand years when we give it a go.

One of my favorite producers of electronic music likes to use samples from movie dialog in his works. I usually recognize any film used in any bit of music. I’ve seen thousands of movies in many different languages and I have a very good memory, and the internet to fall back on if that fails.

Except some of his samples, I did not recognize at all. I was stumped. Even the internet offered no clues of any kind.

Then I realized that he was creating authentic-sounding “samples” from films that never existed and inserting them into the music. They seem so real that many are even in the mid-30s to mid-50s mid-Atlantic accent common to so many movies of that era.

God, so brilliant and so well-done.

Movies that existed in some alternative universe, divergent from ours, straying into music from our timeline. Great.

Look at this dumbass. Just look at him.

At least the very first commenter takes him to task.

I visited that site to see why I should never visit that site, and I saw exactly what I expected to see.

Pseudo-intellectual fucking poseur. All that expensive education and hasn’t learned a damn thing. Shit.

How do people live with Facebook — or anything like that — colonizing their mind?

I can’t understand.