It’s weird when you stray into the Covid-obsessed areas of the internet and realize those people will never let it go. In 50 years, they’ll be in nursing homes ranting and raving about Covid and no one will know what the fuck they are on about.
Indirectly, Covid has been responsible for as much mental illness as a good-sized war.
No one should start college at 18. College for most should start at 23-25 after you’ve been out in the working world long enough to know what you like or what’s out there. And many fewer people should attend college. Many more should be doing apprenticeships.
Whether or not you believe in climate change, the insurance companies certainly do. And they are basically never wrong about such things (in fact, they often misprice risk on the low side, so if they are wrong, it’s more likely to be worse than they currently think).
Your beliefs don’t matter. Climate change is happening and if I didn’t buy it for any other reason, I’d do so because the insurance companies are demonstrating they know that it is.
People probably think I spend a lot of time on this blog as there are so many posts. But, brothers and sisters, I do not. I just write faster than anyone you’ve ever met. This post took 26 seconds.
Disbelieving in climate change is a religion. And in a belief system like that, what would actually occur and the evidence just does not matter. As with the Covidians, the religious feeling is what is important, is what is driving the anti-reality behavior. With that sort of nonsense people are glad to hurt themselves to prove their devotion.
I will never live in an apartment again, but agreed, that is a good building for those who want to live in it. I like it.
In many ways, my dad was not a good father. He was very different from me, or even my sister, and didn’t really understand either of us. He was overly critical while offering really no guidance to speak of on how to be better, on how to improve.
But one thing of use I did get from him is when someone complained incessantly about something without making any effort to change it, he’d say, “If you actually cared that much, you’d have already done something about it.” And I think that’s quite a valuable insight. That’s one of the reasons I am so critical of fail-promoting movements like Fat Acceptance and inceldom. They wallow. They revel in their failure. They do not want to get better.
Some people look at it as bullying if you tell people they could improve their situation and do not mince words about it. Whatevs. I’m truly glad someone did that for me. My father’s insight there is one of the reasons I decided to join the army, which was probably the best thing I ever did with my life.
If it’s bullying to say, “You know, maybe, just maybe, you could improve your life,” so be it I guess.
If it weren’t for my partner, I’d probably live on a compound with long guns, high walls and PARM 2 mines. People in general are just terrible.
My most controversial opinion is that hardly anyone should own dogs and if they do, it should only be under these circumstances:
None of this would never be made into a law or regulation anywhere because of all the dog-obsessed people. But should be.
Dang women treat me so differently since I got hot.
Who knew it was like this? Life on easy mode. Fuck.
Isn’t that some weird shit? To younger millennials and Gen Z, anything to do with a romantic context for meeting is invalid and “harassment.” It’s no wonder they don’t have kids; they don’t understand romance, don’t have sex, and think being attracted to the person you’re with is some sort of insult.
That’s some screwed up stuff there.
The Year When My Husband Started to Act Like a Tsundere Teenage Girl to Get My Attention.
This is probably fake, but even if it’s real they both sound like just huge pieces of shit.
So let me get this straight, Korean woman wants to immigrate to the US, hooks up with the first guy who is nice to her, marries him for the green card and he ends up being a weirdo? SHOCKED! SHOCKED, I TELL YOU!
The guy seems like a total dud and perhaps an actual pedophile, but remember that we’re only getting one side of the story. And it seems like she never liked him in the first place. I do wonder how much of what he was doing just to attempt to get some sort of reaction, any kind at all, out of her? She seems so incredibly passive, like a slumberous passenger in her own marriage. She appears to have had zero care nor concern for her husband at all. If my partner started doing out-of-character weird crap, I’d try to get the bottom of it, try to help her. The woman who wrote this seems not to have a single actual concern about it other than her own self-interest.
I don’t believe this story for a second, especially the way it’s told; it’s just creepypasta of the worst incel tropes all mashed together into some sort of implausible biscuit designed to inflame the war of the sexes — but even if it were true, both of them are vile in their own particular ways.
I got too many friends, customers and stuff going on in too many timezones. I don’t know what time it is anywhere anymore, including where I am.
It was a lab leak, of course. But wasn’t it just wild in Feb-Mar 2020? I had people that are now mask-crazy insisting masks don’t work and were racist (??), and that not shaking hands was also racist, and that buying extra food was absurd because “nothing is going to happen.” All of that has been memory-holed and is “conspiracy theory” now. But it all happened.
What a time!
I’m glad that none of my friends really know each other and that I don’t talk much with any of my family. I could not stand being in group chats and I would upset everyone by being asked not to be included. Group chats just sound like the most miserable creations in existence.
I’m just so anti-social. I simply do not like most of the things most people enjoy. I had no trouble, though, hanging with my extremely extroverted friend in the UK for nearly a week. But that’s because she respects when I need to be alone, is self-aware, and is also big-brained.
Individual people I like. But I hate all groups.