People will believe anything if the icon on the tweet looks authoritative and the grammar is sound.

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When you’ve spent your whole life surrounded by these freaks, the outrage wanes.

There’s no real yield in being perpetually angry if there’s no outlet for the frustration.

Whole Op-Ed columnist careers are turning to divorce Epstein from his associates and dismiss the mountains of evidence as irrelevant.

That said, the fuckers running around screaming “Release the Epstein Files!” while the trample the grave of Virginia Giuffre are telling on themselves.

Not wildly.

This is like a criticism of Schindler’s List because it portrays a genocide.

It’s like criticizing an article about Schindler’s List with the bolded caption “Find out how many kikes can fit in an oven”.

It’s funny because there is plenty of horrifying and deliberately salacious shit that they did with Shields that would merit more criticism.

The quote directly below a photo of her and Woody Allen is more than I needed to see, thanks.

On April 4, 2007, shock jock Don Imus referred to the Rutgers women’s basketball team as “nappy headed ho’s” following their Cinderella Story NCAA playoff run that left them the number 2 women’s team in the nation

It’s how these fuckers talk about everyone.

It didn’t go into hiding at all. None of the associates in the Epstein files seem to suffer any real consequences. They’re all still doing sex parties at St. Barts on their oversized yachts full of teenage girls or snorting lines of coke at Miami Freak Parties hosted by CIA-connected cartel guys and their real estate magnet friends.

I think I am going to learn more about pyrotechnics.

Just fly a birthday balloon near a Texas airport and you can set off the worst disruption since 9/11.

It’s a 45 year old story. Woody Allen in the photo montage is a big red flag. But I wouldn’t exactly call this breaking news. Brooke Shields had been out about her atrocious treatment even before #MeToo.

I mean, it blows my mind that people were excited to watch the Super Bowl at all. The advertisements are often the best part, given that the game itself is so mired in interruptions - often to deliberately increase the amount of air time for ads.

The eternal pestilence of physical advertising. Our world will not truly be clean until Linux purges the sins of marketing from this Earth.

Incidentally, you might be interested in Cidade Limpa

I have those random realisations

I definitely have moments when I wonder if I could have played my cards better. But I’ve also catastrophically misread interactions and embarrassed myself to the point where we just stopped talking to each other entirely.

Also been friends with someone who doggedly insisted “We’re just friends”, then decided she wanted me one night, then insisted it meant nothing and she just wanted to be friends again. shrug

Romance just be like that sometimes.

All Men: “I wonder if that woman wants to sleep with me.”

All Women: “I’m gay”

Record of Lodoss War was created in 1986 by Group SNE as a Dungeons & Dragons “replay” serialized in the Japanese magazine Comptiq from September 1986 to September 1989 issues, though they also used the setting with other systems such as Tunnels & Trolls and RuneQuest.. Many shorter Lodoss scenarios and replays were published in the Comp RPG magazine (initially a supplement of Comptiq) that ran from 1991 to 1994. Replays are not novels, but transcripts of RPG sessions, meant to both hold the interest of readers and convey the events that took place. They have proven to be popular, even to those who do not play role-playing games but are fans of fiction (including fantasy fiction). Similar to light novels, many characters and parties in replays have become popular as characters of anime. An example of such a character is the female elf Deedlit in Record of Lodoss War, who was played by science fiction novelist Hiroshi Yamamoto during the RPG sessions.

Also, obviously, there’s the Critical Role franchise that gave us Vox Machina and The Mighty Nein.

The best DMs have a stack of unfinished manuscripts in their study.

Better include a steel roof, because the structural integrity of the ceiling ain’t looking great once the dust clears.

The point is the average person doesn’t give a shit.

Average people give an average shit. They tend to see what comes close to goring their own ox and ignore what’s out of view.

It’s why going 50 in a 50 is considered ridiculous.

When you’re on an empty road, it feels ridiculous to go 50 in a 50 because nobody is in your way.

When it’s bumper to bumper traffic, it feels ridiculous to go 50 in a 50 because you’d immediately collide with the car in front of you.

When everyone else is going 50, it feels sensible to keep up with the herd, even when a sign indicates a different speed is more appropriate.

Ignoring the circumstances in favor of the written rule isn’t virtuous on its face. Sometimes the rules are wrong and you need to use your own judgement. Sometimes the rules are there for reasons that go deeper than their most literal interpretation.

Probably better to describe it as “fairness”. Maybe even “stubbornness” The problem with justice/fairness is that it is ultimately subjective. And a 10-year-old’s view of fairness is often divorced from principles of personal safety or propriety.

You’ll see this problem with adult libertarians all the time. Everything from seat belts to sales taxes to dress codes intrude on their sense of fairness, largely because they’ve ingested enormous volumes of propaganda. The real joke of it is when the term “social justice” impugnes your sense of personal justice. Same with the social conservatives who get up in arms over “illegal” immigration and desegregation, environmental regulations and speed limits, prohibitions on state sanctioned religious education, and age limits on who you can marry.

A sense of justice is a very plastic (especially at a young age) and perspective oriented. Wars have been fought and rivers of blood spilled over a population’s conviction of their own righteousness.

When I was living in apartments, the nicer spots would have big community fire pits in between blocks. They were great for mixing and mingling with other apartment residents, especially during the holidays or weekends with good weather.

One of the more annoying parts of being a home owner right now is getting people over to your place and finding places for all their cars. So much easier when everyone just kinda lives in the same two or three blocks and can walk over to catch a show or BBQ or play board games.