Year: 2021

Rocket Shop

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I’m not an Elon Musk fanboy, but I mostly agree with this.

If 99.9999% of the Musk-hater’s parents had owned an emerald mine, they’d be the same sad pathetic lumps they are now, carping about people smarter and better than them doing useful projects. Musk was off in Russia buying gray-market rocket engines and shit, in an effort that absolutely everyone was sure was doomed to failure, to start SpaceX.

Without Tesla, EVs in the US would be 15 years behind where they are now.

Musk is also an utter prat, arrogant, and wrong about half of the things he says. No one should as rich as he is. But to claim that his projects just happen by accident — well, that’s just insane. It’s deranged, and it’s deranged in a way that only those who’ve never been part of a large, complex undertaking can possibly believe.

By the way, saying that “other people do the all the work at his companies” as some kind of insult. What the hell? Of fucking course. He’s the CEO. This isn’t Stark Industries; he’s not Tony Stark talking to some robot and building stuff all day by hand. Y’all watched too many movies. And are dumb as a box of rocks.

Cay

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The “completely safe” mentality is one that is worshipful of death and decay, not an agent for its prevention. It prioritizes a dull torpor as some sort of life, and claims that’s good enough. For humans, though, stasis is death, or as good as, and there is no kind of life in being a recluse from the universe, cloaked in a black hole of wishful escapism.

Extro Extro, Read All About It

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The pandemic has changed everyone. It’s changed me a lot, too.

I’m far more extroverted now, more than I’ve ever been in my life. I’m far less tolerant of people who are not kind. I’m avowedly anti-liberal now in a way that seemed only cosplay before. I trust science less because of how politicized it is, and trust experts hardly at all.

I’m just as grumpy as ever, though. Some things never change.

Lico

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This Year’s Film to Fight Over: ‘Licorice Pizza.’

Liberals want to pretend that life isn’t as messy and as complex as it in fact is. Unfortunately, they want all of the rest of us to pretend that, too. Also, they want us to believe that the lifeways and the morals of right this very moment have always been true. Even worse, the PMC libs really like things that are easy to quantify, so they focus on that alone. That then conveniently allows them to excuse massive abuse elsewhere so they can concentrate on what’s easy to put in a spreadsheet. (That said, I think the age of consent is probably about right, though we should show more mercy and judge case by case, not the PMC method of spreadsheet jackassery.)

Another area where this applies is drinking age. My mom was a terrible and violent alcoholic. The drinking age for her should’ve been 150. I handle alcohol fine and it would’ve been ok for me to have a few drinks at 10 or 11.

Just idle thoughts. Life is messy. Ever will it be so.

Postcaution

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Same. Covid is very likely to be mild or asymptomatic for me if I catch it. For all I know, I might’ve already had it since I don’t take nearly as many precautions anymore and I have been traveling a lot.

It’s life. Get on with it.

Way They Are

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Omicron Is the Beginning of the End. No matter the severity of the variant, the appetite for shutdowns or other large-scale social interventions simply isn’t there.

In that sense, the spring of 2020 will be remembered as one of the most extraordinary periods in history—a time when people completely withdrew from social life to slow the spread of a dangerous pathogen. But what was possible for a few months has turned out to be unsustainable for years, let alone decades.

Isn’t it amazing that there are people who wanted to continue various states of lockdown for years, and some wanted it essentially forever? How did those people get the way they are? Glad we resisted them.

No Static

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Fuckin’ A.

I guess some small part of me will always be a nerd, but these days I got muscles on my muscles, my partner is amazing, girls wanna talk to me, and I have enough money to do what I want. It’s so much better; my life is hella awesome. Nerdhood left behind; intelligence retained.

If you can’t transform, what’s the point? Stasis is death. My life rocks. I highly recommend it to everyone.

Get It

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My advice is that if you’re vaccinated and boosted, live your fucking life. Do what you wanna do. Get loose, go wild, whatever. There’s a reason you went to the effort to get vaxxed.

You only have one life; fucking live it.

Demo It

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‘Life is too short to be miserable.’

Good for this person. We’ve asked young people to take on an incredible burden to mostly protect obese over-70s. And now it’s to protect unvaccinated people, which is vastly more intolerable. It’s time to stop this.

For my part, I am now planning, if personal circumstances and University policy allow it, to avoid Stanford in January and live my life in ways that are more personally fulfilling to me than moping around in a dorm room. I hope to travel somewhere warm, spend time with my aging parents, and live a lifestyle unencumbered by COVID restrictions to the fullest extent allowed under the law of whatever jurisdiction I decide to travel to.

That’s the way to do it. Let the bed-hiders remain under their beds for eternity. Fuck ’em.