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Poors drink water. I need emotional support water that costs $10 per bottle. Prestige water.


Healthy slop
Start by sauteing a mirepoix. If you’re doing meat or mushrooms, saute those until browned as well. Then anything healthy goes in the slow cooker with some stock until it’s slop. If it’s something that gets sweeter when roasted, it’s roasted first. I season it with a bay leaf, mushroom powder, onion/garlic salt, black pepper, and whatever works for the protein. I like my soups/stews very earthy and comforting, with healthy slop ending up being like a non-acidic borscht or thicker chankonabe.


You call it intermittent fasting, I call it repeatedly forgetting to eat until it’s dark and I have a headache.
Yeah but it looks cool as hell when I do it.
I mean, the guy didn’t know that water and ice are the same thing.
What was his logic here? I still believe that but I’m curious to hear a scientific reason why.
I wish I had been born into the era of science where I’m smart enough to discover things. I can’t code. I can’t do calculus. I would have thrived in the 19th century where I could invent washing my hands and be considered a world-class doctor.


A cargo ebike. No insurance (very cheap anti-theft insurance if you want), no registration fees, $20/year in electricity. I can get anywhere in the city as fast as driving but that’s no longer stressful. Instead of being stuck in traffic and dealing with road raging drivers, I get to zoom along nature paths with the strength of an Olympic athlete. My commute feels liberating instead of like the first and final insult of my day. It’s the first thing I’ve purchased since a smartphone that feels like it’s a foundational 21st century technology. Most of my problems with 20th century development go out the window with it.


What really fucks things up is that I’m next to some of the most fertile agricultural land on the planet. You can dig 3m down and still have beautiful black topsoil that grows anything you throw in it. These grasslands used to be 2m tall and so thick that missionary convoys looked back and couldn’t see the footprints of their hundreds of members. All of that land is used to grow corn and soybeans for cattle. The people driving four hours from food deserts to pick through the scraps of our grocers are doing so from land I would kill to farm on. I could provide those entire communities with countless healthy calories if I could afford the land that currently feeds cows whose beef I can no longer afford.
The Grapes of Wrath should be required yearly reading for adults. The only difference between its 1930s setting and now is that everything is Oklahoma. I can’t flee to anywhere better than the place I can’t afford to live in anymore.
edit: Required reading and they get a free gun after completing a short essay about the themes.


I can drive about 200km for the cost of a combo meal at a fast food restaurant. My average weekly grocery bill for one person is maybe $100, up 50% from five years ago, while my hourly wage is $17.50 and nobody is hiring. Especially in the American West where things are as spread out as like the Mongolian steppes, it’s wild how driving 80km+ is a normal commute from towns where you can’t buy healthy food.


The local foodbanks are so overwhelmed that they restrict access to people who live in the city or county. Our surrounding counties are poorer agricultural ones, some in red states without our state-level welfare funding to offset the loss of federal funding, and their residents will drive hours to use our food banks. We’re really defining the hinterlands with this crash.


Give yourself time and space to distance yourself emotionally from it. Delve into something that lets you reestablish your identity and do independent personal growth, then use that regained confidence to find the kind of relationship you want. I just hike exhaustively until I no longer think about them or care what they’re doing, becoming more of a naturalist which helps my self-worth. In that community I can find people with similar politics who make better partners. If you try to rush your recovery from that relationship or turn to self-destruction instead of growth, you just further entrap yourself in the patterns that resulted in the last one.
I mean the period of heat death beyond that. The black holes have to be fed and eventually that matter will dry up. The universe will keep expanding and chasing thermodynamic equilibrium until some maximum point of entropy where every particle is spread out over increasingly vast distances, with such a total loss of interactions between them that temperature across the universe is 0 K. We’d be doing the Alpha Centauri generation ship thing but to find the next electron.
As existentially bleak as living through climate change is, I’m glad my brain only has to deal with the crisis of watching one planet in one solar system die. The average schmuck in Warhammer 1010 will be chasing the last sparks of warmth in a blizzard that will only get worse. The last habitable planet, the last active star, the final energy source they can find that will keep the temperature above 0 K for their grandchildren. They’ll have every beepboop gizmo the universe ever achieves to counter the crisis but there’s nowhere they can go short of making a new one, the same kind of deus ex machina we hope for but representing a new kind of hyper-death instead of just clean energy. Maybe they’ll still be able to grow crops if scientists manage to duplicate physics perfectly in some kind of thing outside of everything within the next 18 months according to the latest IPCC report. Individuals aren’t built to manage whatever psychic damage that causes no matter how much we abstract what it means to exist.


She’s an unstoppable chaos queen with a stink-nipple on her butt
New Jordan Peterson book just dropped


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Social democracy is objectively the moderate wing of fascism.
Step 1: everyone be nice to each other
Step 2: please bro


I just have a sense of morbid curiosity about 2028. How little will democrats have learned from the past decade? How can they possibly fail in a more embarrassing way than 2024 or install a more embarrassing person than 2020?
This is liberalism’s moment to really eat ass+hair.
I love how free the bike lane is all the way down, even if a painted line isn’t infrastructure. This hill would be so pleasant both ways on my ebike. Great view, urban forest, 5 minute access to what looks like downtown from the high density housing. The same density of commuters wouldn’t need more than a two lane bike path to not feel congested.