Does the term describe yourself? If not, you haven’t reclaimed it.
Does the term describe yourself? If not, you haven’t reclaimed it.
Some wealthy people don’t give a shit whether you believe they have wealth. You don’t need to prove anything to anyone until and unless you make an offer. Ask questions, and don’t answer questions. Give vague, short responses and neglect to elaborate.
Why do you think you can’t prove Gengis Khan existed?
Claims need proof when there is a call to action. It doesn’t matter to me if you’re from an island or a small town or a big city, unless you’re giving me directions. If you make an extraordinary claim, and you want me to believe you, then I’ll need proof. If you make a mundane claim, then what the fuck do I care if you’re lying? If you claim to have a disease, I’m going to believe you because I’m not a doctor and it costs me nothing to take you at your word.
If you shout “Run, something bad is coming!” I might feel foolish and angry if I later learn you were lying, but I’d rather be foolish and angry than injured or dead. Proof is a luxury when time is of the essence, doubly so when safety is at risk.
There might be some specific nuances to quibnle over, but generally I think we could reach consensus on the guidelines I described.
Normally, phobias are defined as an irrational fear. This one is not.
It’s a reference to spam callers. For a few years, right around when everyone was realizing they shouldn’t answer the phone for unknown callers, it was really common to get calls that, if you picked up, would play a pre-recorded message along the lines of “Hello! We’ve been trying to get in touch with you regarding your car’s extended warranty. You may be entitled to money and blowjobs, and if your warranty expires, your hair will fall out and your car will be repossessed. To speak to a representative, press 1. Por habla Esperanto, marqué νούμερο 二.”
If you pressed 1, you would ostensibly be connected to a high-pressure sales rep trying to sell you a worthless maintenance contract. Nobody is really certain, though, because despite hundreds of millions of people receiving twelve of these calls each day, not one person every stayed on the line longer than “regarding…” In fact, my memory on the end of that message might be a fabrication, because I don’t think I ever heard it.
You seem really upset about something that shouldn’t affect you in any way.
The answer is that you’re thinking about this too much. It’s pop music, designed to be fun and catchy, with a hook and a fun dance routine. It’s performed by pretty people who can sing and dance in a manner that is aesthetically and musically entertaining.
Why do they all look and sound the same? Why does every fast food restaurant have a similar burger and french fry combo? It’s because that’s what sells, and this isn’t art. It’s a product designed to be sold.
I dunno man, if you are a girl wouldn’t you a dude that, yeah, he’s attractive but also that looks manly? That can physically protect you? And that does not has a doll face?..
This just comes off as thinly veiled insecurity. There are a lot of people in the world, and attraction is a spectrum. People like what they like, and there’s probably someone out there who likes you for you. You don’t need a doll face, nor do you need to look manly or be physically imposing. Most people don’t need protection in their day to day lives. People want support, companionship, partnership, compatibility, and entertainment. Be fun and loving, and be yourself, and just leave the outdated gender stereotypes behind. You’re not going to be everyone’s cup of tea, nor do you need to be (unless you’re trying to land a job in a KPop band).
Strong agree on the dark side of the industry. That’s the danger with turning performers themselves into a commodity. It’s bad enough manufacturing commercial music as a product, but turning the talent into a product is dehumanizing in a way that leads to terrifying exploitation.
But as consumers, we’re all really good at compartmentalizing the exploitation from the enjoyment we receive from it. If you think the pop music industry is bad, wait until you learn about fast fashion, or cheap technology, or luxury travel, or abundant meat, or out-of-season produce, or inexpensive energy, or pretty much anything you pay to enjoy. There’s a lot of money involved in hiding the suffering.
[L]ook for something to kill
I mean, that’s a classic political maneuver. Biden is on his way out, proposes a massive tax hike, so Harris can come in and seem reasonable by comparison.
Capital Gains taxes should be higher, and unrealized gains should absolutely be taxed when they are used as collateral for a loan. 40% at the highest bracket isn’t even that outrageous historically, considering it’s essentially just leeching value from the booming economy. But 40% would never have made it through Congress. 28% is depressingly low, which I guess is what Dems are going for. Something that progressives won’t be happy with so it feels like a compromise.
I think they should watch it again and again, then, because that’s the behavioral object lesson of the film. Everybody is the hero in their own story. When he has his moment of clarity, and says to himself, “I’m the bad guy?” it ought to be a wake up call to all the chodes who were cheering him on.
You’re supposed to relate to DFENSE and see him as the protagonist. You’re supposed to feel the same revulsion he experiences when he meets an actual Nazi who thinks he’s an ally. You’re supposed to feel the rush of excitement and power he gets finding a duffel bag of automatic firearms. You’re supposed to feel the cathartic release of shooting up a fast food restaurant when the minimum wage worker smugly follows a pointlessly strict menu policy.
And then you’re supposed to feel it all come falling down when he realizes that he cannot get his life back. He cannot restore his relationship with his wife or daughter. He cannot escape the consequences of his choices and his own lack of control. He did everything they told him to, but they lied to him, and now his job, his family, they are gone, and the cruel world doesn’t give a shit. He is “not economically viable” anymore, so he has been cast off.
He thinks he has nothing left to lose. He’s wrong. He thinks he has fallen down, and is on the rise. That sensation that feels like flying, it’s because he’s jumped off a cliff. And we’re all supposed to feel the landing with him.
He also took a healthy liver and destroyed it. Someone on the transplant list probably died because they were behind him on the list, and he should have been disqualified for being noncompliant with medical advice.
You’re not supposed to like anybody. It’s about the fall of civilization. There is no hero. Just flawed people. Nobody is standing up for the little guy. Nobody is doing the right thing every time.
Falling Down is a movie we should all watch again.
Stein’s campaign is right about this:
“In a democracy, no one owns your vote, candidates need to earn your vote, and the only ‘spoilers’ are the political elites who work overtime to deny a meaningful democratic choice to voters who are hungry for real choice…”
What has Jill Stein done to earn your vote, though? Viability is a big part of that. If I could snap my fingers and institute STAR voting tomorrow, we would be having a different conversation. Yes, we want better politicians and policies, but if you don’t think that the choice between Harris and Donald Fucking Trump is meaningful, then you’ve got your head entirely up your own ass.
Harris doesn’t get my vote because I owe it to the Blue Team. She gets my vote because she’s a reasonable adult running against a violent madman, and she’s the only candidate who can stop him.
Jill Stein is nothing. She’s a joke, and likely funded by Russian oligarchs hoping to help Trump.
As a progressive living in Pennsylvania, I don’t know anybody who is voting for Stein, and I don’t even know who Chase Oliver is. I know more people who still plan to vote for RFK and those people are batshit insane.
I have plenty to complain about with Harris, and I want her to keep campaigning here, but I am cautiously optimistic. I don’t claim to have polling data, just the general buzz among the Green Party members I know and awareness of lawn signs. So take that with a huge grain of salt.
Same question, but mashed potatoes.
Ok, but your “question” was basically “What’s something that makes you mad? Here’s mine:”
Brain Worms for Trump
… no?
I see a lot of hype for a preferred candidate, but I don’t see anyone saying it’s over or their candidate has already won. I also see a lot of demonizing of opponents, but one party has literally nominated a rapist and convicted felon, and he’s most upset that people are calling him “weird.”
People stand up to wipe? Doesn’t that just smoosh poop between you butt cheeks?
There was a movie about this last year. It was based on a true story, but strays a bit from what actually happened. It’s pretty good. It’s called Hitman.