I’m not surprised that in general people are against space exploration. Pretty much without fail, in all times and places, people have been against exploration if it were non-colonial in nature.
Except in rare cases like the Polynesians and their highly unusual culture, humans just really aren’t that curious or that enterprising in general.
Space exploration might be a dead end. Might be worthless, pointless, and without any merit at all. But the thing is…you don’t know until you go.
I really like millennial and Gen Z humor. The absurdist dada yet warm nihilism is innately appealing to me.
It’s kind of petty and mean, but the third or fourth reason I want to work out more and get buff again is because it’ll make the Fat Acceptance/Celebration types angry.
Yes, like I said, petty, but those people are destructive and annoying.
After discovering the absurd effectiveness of propaganda, the second most surprising thing I realized fully only as an adult is that how much that “everyone knows” is either completely wrong or so simplistic as to be effectively wrong.
The first 10 on today’s playlist:
I hate two-factor authentication and wish I could opt out of it eternally everywhere.
It’s never protected me from a thing, but has prevented me from logging into many sites and services ever again.
I don’t need or want 2FA on anything.
I had a strange dream that I was hanging out with Charlize Theron and she was playing classical music. She chose a Ravel piece that does not in fact exist in real life.
Because she is very rich, she had nice and futuristic stereo equipment.
We have minimum ages for candidates. Trump and Congress show we need an age cap, too.
Glad I’m not the only one who has noticed that people who should rightly be in nursing homes shouldn’t be making important decisions that will effect those not so senescent long after the geezers have departed this existence.
Lower the voting age to 16 and legislate the maximum age to run for office of 65.
Oh, look at this. I want this a lot.
I am thinking about buying it. My current phone (which was about the smallest one you could get at the time) is no longer sold. I’d love one even smaller.
My favorite part of toxic masculinity/misogyny is when shitty guys realize something they enjoy is sullied by an association with women & thus HAVE to justify it, e.g. Roosh neurotically explaining why he's a "bread scientist" instead of just baking like a normal human.
— Jizzelle Bundchen (@RooKay3) September 16, 2018
Yes, that is exceedingly odd, but it’s the same in music. For instance, all women musicians are “guilty pleasures” to most dudes.
All I hope is that one day soon I can again lift weights like a girl:
It’s not Firefox of old, because there is no customization beyond what they allow you to customize, but Vivaldi at least seems to give a damn about the user having some options.
And they don’t send your data off to Google, importantly, or to anyone else.
Nothing will replace Firefox when it worked correctly, but Vivaldi seems to be getting better and better.
All the Senators on the judicial committee are so old, too. Both Chuck Grassley and Dianne Feinstein are 85 years old.
They should’ve been forcibly retired 15-20 years ago, not just because of cognitive decline but because the future matters more than the past, and someone younger would consider the future more.
No one should be able to serve past 70 in any legislative office, anywhere.
Public discourse is now a collective hallucination. The pols decide to act as if the standard is the same as in a criminal trial. The media just parrots the implication. People go around saying "innocent until proven guilty" like fucking puppets.
— Bob Holmes and the Limehouse Golem (@_Jack_Graham_) September 28, 2018
I noticed this, too. The confirmation process is a goddamn job interview. There is no standard of “innocent until proven guilty” in a job interview anywhere.
If I brought that standard up when I interviewed at any company or role ever, I’d’ve rightfully been laughed out of the room.
I love it when Ivy Leaguers condescend to me, and don’t in fact know what the hell they are talking about.
That’s my favorite part of the job for sure.
I don’t play video games, so I don’t have a dog in this fight, but the whole idea of worrying all that much about “breast physics” is just odd to me.
So people complain about when women’s breasts move in a video game. I don’t know if any of ya’ll have ever seen any real women, but unless they are completely bound, women’s breasts move in real life, too. Shocking, I know. They even jiggle. Oh my god!
I know, puritanical Americans can’t handle that (and many to most American feminists are just as puritanical as everyone else), but female characters with breasts that move normally are actually more realistic than something that is like a rock strapped to their chests.
Yes, I realize this will make me evil and bad in the eyes of everyone, but like I said I don’t really play games, so I hardly care, but women in real life do have “breast physics,” as hard as it is for American puritans to believe.