I really enjoy the embryonic-stage xkcd comics from before randall munroe knew how to make them funny
I still think about this one on a regular basis
never forget
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I really enjoy the embryonic-stage xkcd comics from before randall munroe knew how to make them funny
I still think about this one on a regular basis
never forget
so you think you can stone miette and spit in mietteās eye?? so you think you can love miette and leave miette to DIE?? oh mother!! canāt do this to me mother!!!
All memes left on tumblr for more than about a fortnight metamorphose into Queen
Dang rip America
This but make it domestic Spirk:
Maaan, this Ernest Chiriacka illustration has been in my K/S inspiration folder for over a year now!! Thank you for making this postāthis was the push I needed to finally make it happen xD
⨠Full size on AO3 āØ
Someday your hands will be old and wrinkled, the skin spotted and bunching over your knuckles. And a child will watch you make something. It's a simple task, you'll have done it a thousand times before. But to that child, the smooth, confident way your hands move will seem like impossible magic. You have to keep living.
prev these tags have me crying. this is absolutely what it's all about
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Wait is that THIS cat?
IT IS
Turns out the scheming eunuch's love for you is genuine
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agnostic quarterback throws a hail maybe
Today I start my ninth decade on earth. Itās astounding and distressing, but I suppose itās better than the alternative. In his latter years, my father would always answer my weekly phone question, āHow are you, Dad?ā with a brisk āStill here!ā Several of my joints ache, I canāt remember shit, I can no longer do 20 pushups at a clip, several good friends have passed, my bald spot is claiming more territory, and I canāt hear very well (especially in restaurants). But, hey, Iām still here. And hardly alone. All 1946 boomers still here are turning 80. More babies were born in 1946 than in any other year of American history up to then. Dolly Parton is one. She has been 80 since January 19 of this year. I still havenāt met her. Meeting her has been on my bucket list for six decades. Sheās my height. We have similar values. Iāve been in love with her since I was 15, but so far, zilch. When I was a small boy, my grandma Frances was courted by a man named Jack Hirsch, who was then 80. I had never before encountered someone as old as Jack. I was scared to speak loudly in his presence, or sneeze, or cough, for fear heād fall over and die. I remember thinking he could be Methuselah (who, according to the Bible, lived until the ripe old age of 969). What happens after you hit a ripe old age? Do you ripen until you rot? Three score and ten is the number of years of life set out in the Bible. Modern technology and Big Pharma add at least a decade, bringing us 1946 boomers to where we are now. Yesterday I ran into a former student who upon seeing me exclaimed, āYou look great!ā I thanked her even though she was probably just being polite. An elderly friend once told me there were four ages to life: youth, middle age, old age, and āYou look great.ā Iām now in the fourth stage. My wish for you is that you have a long lifespan and a long health-span, that you relish every day you have, spend time with people you love and value, let go of all the petty crap, wish no one ill (except perhaps Trump), and continue to fight for whatās good and noble and important. And regardless of your age, my thanks to you for joining me on this journey. (By the way, you look great.)
A poll for Firefox users
I use up-to-date Firefox and I have used the AI kill switch
I use up-to-date Firefox and I have turned off some AI features but not all
I use up-to-date Firefox and I have not turned off any AI features
I use up-to-date Firefox and didn't know you could turn off AI features
I use an older version of Firefox with no AI features
I don't use Firefox
For Firefox users who weren't aware of the AI kill switch, type about:preferences#ai into the address bar, and you should see this:
Or, just, y'know, bring up Settings and choose "AI Controls" on the left.
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HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL (2006), dir. by Kenny Ortega
Occasionally forget people genuinely think capitalism is thousands of years old
One time I was talking about Robin Hood with some coworkers and one guy was like āhe was bad because the people he helped learned to expect handoutsā and I wanted to be like⦠okay can you explain how that flawed capitalist propaganda applies to feudalism
reminder that capitalism was literally invented in the 16th century
Thatās an exaggeration. What was invented in the 16th century was mercantilism. Capitalism really dates for the beginning of the nineteenth century, with the rise of industry and cash crops over artisans and merchants. Vulture capitalism, with the notion that companies have no duties other than generating profit, is even younger.
Capitalism is only 200 years old and I have to say, they have not been an impressive 200 years
I think a lot of this comes from the fact that most people donāt know the formal definition of capitalism. We all know the word, weāve all seen the jokes, but very few people bother to actually define it unless theyāre talking about political theory and philosophy, so itās easy to end up with the impression that Capitalism = Money Can Be Exchanged For Goods And Services.
Capitalism is the economic system where most of the means of production (i.e. everything people need to have to make the stuff that everyone wants) are owned by private individuals or corporations, who then hire people to provide the labor necessary to produce things, with the intent of selling the output at a profit. Itās the difference between āyouāre a carpenter and you make a chair and you sell itā and āyouāre Richard Q. Richington who owns a chair factory, and you pay people to sell the chairs you paid other people to make and then all the excess money goes back to you.ā There have been Richard Q. Richingtons on and off throughout history, but that being the norm for every single industry is a pretty recent development.
An alarming amount of people seem to think capitalism = all trade, and I donāt think thatās a coincidence.