As a chronically ill person who's spent time in the hospital recently, I have tensions with a lot of anarchist visions and whether I would be expected to expire quietly for the cause. So I had Paige and Elgin explore that a bit! Script format again because I was pressed for time due to the aforementioned hospitalizations.
PAIGE:
You said you had a new agenda item?
ELGIN:
Yes. This one is coming from the infirmary. Harold—one of our newer arrivals—he’s diabetic. He reported today that he’s almost out of insulin.
PAIGE:
Oh. Oh shit.
ELGIN:
We’ve always known our resources are limited out here. We do the best we can to keep as many people as possible alive, but—
PAIGE:
But we have to make sacrifices? Those among us who are too sick, too slow, too old and tired to keep up? Do we tell people that yes, if you're vulnerable, if you're in pain, you might as well turn back and get what solace you can from the status quo? Our glorious better world is only open to the healthy people who don't need doctors or medicines. Until they do, of course, because we all will sooner or later.
If we’re throwing them to the wolves, why not sacrifice them to a helpful god to give the rest of us a leg up? Why not be like everybody else? If we make this choice we need to acknowledge that it was a choice, not pretend it was an inevitability.
Every day I find out new ways I've killed people by asking them to come out here.
ELGIN:
But they chose to follow. I’m sure Harold knows the risk he was taking better than we do. It's his life, and he didn’t want to die helpless.
PAIGE:
I’d rather he didn’t die at all.
ELGIN:
We could send a team to a pharmacy and threaten to unleash the Tree on them.
PAIGE:
I’m not sure the Tree would answer. Our people wouldn’t be at risk of being sacrificed.
ELGIN:
Aren't they? You were right with what you said before. It's the same thing, just slower. This isn't a solution. It's a stopgap. But—
PAIGE:
But it keeps Harold alive for now. Which is all any of us are managing. I'll approve the expedition. We should find out if anyone else is running low on medications before we send them out.
ELGIN:
I'll put out the word at mealtime.
PAIGE:
And if anyone knows anything about getting insulin from farm animals… it’s unlikely, and we’d need pigs, and probably a laboratory. Shame we can’t breed horses for the estrogen.
ELGIN:
I’ll ask around. We get more people every day.
PAIGE:
If the Woundtree takes a pharmaceutical manufacturing plant, it doesn’t leave behind the machinery or the workers to run it. When we birthed this god, we weren’t thinking about building a new society. I should have… I don’t know. If I’d thought about that, I wouldn’t have been brave enough to start.
ELGIN:
We’re thinking about it now. And our starting point isn’t that much worse than any other when it comes to burning it all down and starting again.
PAIGE:
Is that what you thought when you picked up the knife, before they sent you to prison? At least it can’t get any worse?
ELGIN:
It didn’t. It brought me here.
PAIGE:
Thank you, Elgin. You’ve been so much help during… all of this.
ELGIN:
The Rootkeeper will be glad to see you doing better.
PAIGE:
I’ll be doing better when he’s back with us. … We can skip the meeting evaluation since he’s not here, right?
there is no downside to voting for Count Binface. its not taking away from other candidates bcos they aren't any and the more votes he gets the stupider Farage looks.
Nigel Farage is the leader of Reform UK, a far right party who are currently in the process of a serious bid to become the UK government. they are just straight up evil.
Count Binface is an intergalactic space warrior with a bin on his head. he likes to run as a novelty candidate in general and mayoral elections. a big thing he likes to do is run as a candidate against the incumbent prime minister:
(Also pictured: Boris Johnson, Elmo)
Anyway, in brief:
Nigel Farage is currently in the midst of a big scandal about his finances
He has decided to deal with this by 1) making a show of nobly resigning from parliament and then 2) immediately running in the resulting by-election
He has stated that he is letting 'the people' judge his actions and implied that if he wins that will prove that he has been exonerated in the court of public opinion
His goal was presumably to get a big resounding win over the other parties, proving that The People still love him.
the other parties have thus far decided that this is a 'vanity election' and, well, there is one very easy way to ensure that he will not beat any of them, and that is simply not to play.
and as a result the only person who has so far confirmed they are running against him is Count Binface. no matter the outcome this makes Nigel Farage look like, u know, a fucking clown.
I've seen some people saying he would have to give up his title but it would seem that is no longer the case as of 1999; so, no, he can keep his ceremonial bin if he wishes.
Important to note also that Count Binface is the alter ego of comedian & political satirist Jon Harvey who seems to be an intelligent individual with reasonable politics. As I said no real downside.
shout out to characters who died for womanpain. u may have died but at least u gave a bitch something interesting to reckon with. ur sacrifice will be appreciated o7 o7 o7
For the most part I'm perfectly content that I can't use tampons but I can't deny that they would come in handy when I've got open surgical wounds in the area. My incision keeps getting glued to stuff.
Strengthening my conviction that she exists in some kind of timewarp, my boss today complained that an organization was no longer accepting mailed paper checks and instead was "going to pull the information from the check and take it out electronically", asked me if I sent paper checks, and when I said no I did autopay, asked if my parents had made the switch as well. ("Decades ago," was my reply.) She then speculated as to how she will know that the money has been taken out and how you'd alert your utilities that you were moving. I suggested the online portal and she responded "Huh! I guess we're going in that direction."
Spin the wheel again. That’s who’s trying to protect you.
(If you have zero idea about a name you got, spin until you see someone you recognize.)
Are you safe?
Absolutely not. I'm dead. 100% dead.
I might stay alive, but it'll be a really close thing.
I'll take some hits, for certain, but I should be okay in the end.
A few attacks might get through, but nothing concerning.
The attacker might be able to get in one lucky hit. If that.
I am the opposite of worried. I'm 100% safe.
…Look. I've tried picturing this. But I honestly don't know how to answer.
Remaining time: 5 days 5 hours
(I've run this poll twice before, expanding it significantly for the second run. With about a year passed since that second run, I thought it was time to add another couple hundred names to the list and have another go.)
remember that guy that had a single auditory hallucination that told him he had a brain tumor and the exact location and then he went to the doctor and it was fucking right
i do also feel the need to add that phil8248 really liked the joke. he said his wife had always had a dark sense of humour, even about her illness and death, and seeing the joke made him feel like he was laughing with her one last time.
cats always step precisely on your most sensitive areas when theyre crawling on you lovingly for cuddles. bladder dick ovaries boobs stomach bruise it doesnt matter. they have homing devices on their paws for the exact area you’re most tender at the moment and they put their full weight into that step. and sometimes they might keep their stance midstride so theyre just standing there forever forcing you to endure the pain. because they are simply too cute to get mad at
if Ancelstierre keeps moving into the future and the royal family keeps sending their kids to school there, eventually the next Abhorsen might be that person who brings a guitar to a party and plays Wonderwall
