Cracksmoking econs will try to come up with all sorts of wacky bullshit to “prove” that housing is not more expensive than it was forty years ago. Some greatest hits:

1) If you move to Cow Fart, Iowa, houses are very cheap! (Caveat: There are 1,800 people and four jobs in Cow Fart. Total.)

2) If you bought a house in 1960, it would’ve been 900sf and now you buy a house that is 2200sf. See! (Never mind there are almost no new 900sf houses constructed now.)

3) A perennial favorite: If you didn’t eat all that avocado toast, you could afford five houses by now!

4) Young people just don’t want to own houses. They love forking over half their income to a landlord. It’s what they live for.

5) Quality has improved so vastly much that a 2024 house is certainly worth 4x as much in real dollars as a 1970 house, from some figures I just pulled out of my ass!

Meanwhile:

And that data only goes to 2017; it’s gotten tons worse since then. And that’s the real deal, not some economist’s fairy tale.

Dang, we really spank the rest of the world on corporate R&D:

Girl Lonely: The top 1% guys you’re interested in don’t pay attention to you or want you.

Guy Lonely: No one anywhere of either sex pays attention to you, knows you exist, or cares at all. If they do acknowledge you it’s to be sure to let you know you are worthless and disposable.

Quite the difference there.

There are people who deeply desire to climb into the pod and eat bugs. And even more, to have you do so. Think about that for a minute and you will come to yearn for the cleansing nuclear fire.

Electric vehicles — including Teslas — are about 1/10 as likely to experience fires as compared ICE vehicles. Bet you can never guess why.

Remember that when you hear the propaganda/concern about EVs catching on fire “all the time.” Recognize that you are being manipulated and consider why anyone would have any reason to do that — as you should in all areas.

When the property management company says the place has been professionally cleaned.

Yeah, that’s always a lie. “Professionally cleaned” just means their 15-year-old cousin came in for $20 and waved a duster around for five minutes. Every time.

It’s amazing and sad how many people love corporations, entities that are completely incapable of loving them back. I will never understand it. This is mostly a Boomer affliction, but not only.

I guess since these days people cannot find love in other humans, they look for it elsewhere.

Strangely, despite what feminism tells women all men are like, I have not felt even the slightest desire to rape or sexually assault anyone in my entire life.

Funny that.

CrowdStrike pushing an incredibly buggy update is a symptom of the industry eliminating QA teams, moving to CI/CD and foisting testing off on customers.

Of course this would never end well. And it hasn’t even gone well before the CrowdStrike disaster. This is MBA thinking applied to the IT industry. Just want to point out that this single CrowdStrike incident almost certainly cost far, far more (I’d estimate 1000x more) than all the MBAs in all the world ever saved by getting rid of QA and making customers into beta testers.

Will anything change? Of course not.

Another weird past dating experience: She asked me what music I liked, so I named some artists.

Then she said something about she didn’t listen to anything but classical. So I said, “Ah, cool! I love a lot of classical” and then listed my favorite artists and works in that genre.

After that, she got very cold towards me and barely talked. Later on I figured out she was attempting to be superior to me in some way and wanted to hold the “classical music” thing over my head to demonstrate that. When I came back immediately in the conversation (this was in person, no phones) with a list of composers and works off the top of my head, she lost that “advantage.”

But if you’re gonna try to hold anything over me in a real-time convo, you better come with more knowledge and understanding than most people have any hope of ever attaining in 10,000 lifetimes. She had no shot. And I’m glad I failed her stupid little test.