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be kinder to your past selves
there might be no permanent state of the self but those bitches were still you! show them some kindness, they were trying and living how they thought they should even if you wouldn't want to go back to them
“Speed up to the precipice and then slam on the brakes. Some people crash two or three times and then learn from their mistakes.”
Cry for Judas by The Mountain Goats
yeah
it feels fucking insane to be a part of the incredible tapestry of humanity and also be a massive fuck up
Hell is a place where companies make bank off the aggrieved father of a dead child for the removal of the child’s organs for donation.
Oh and then, the recipient is charged hundreds of thousands of dollars for a DONATED ORGAN.
Not as in that this is just the cost of the procedure; but the hospital charges YOU $150k-800k for an organ they were given FOR FREE from a dead child whose parents have to pay to store and/or transport said organ which costs THEM $2k-30k.
Source: I work in insurance.
I don’t know how you can look at this shit and not be radicalized
A West Bend farm says it was told to start dumping tens of thousands of gallons of milk per day because of the COVID-19 pandemic.
With the first case of coronavirus confirmed in Wisconsin, the impacts could extend further than just health.
This is capitalism's vast irrationality and inhumanity in action. Markets and The Economy™ matter more to capitalism than the concrete distribution of resources according to tangible human need.
Resources exist in abundance -- give them to people. Housing sits empty -- give it to people. The rules of the feast table should apply to our economic system -- no one gets seconds until everyone has gotten a plate.
We stand at a crossroads in these chaotic times: socialism or barbarism! The ruling class repeatedly chooses the latter. We need to organize and choose the former!
John Steinbeck, The Grapes of Wrath
People have been reblogging this with some points that seem fair to call attention to -- milk expires quickly, farmers are locked into a situation where they have to throw stuff out, etc. But the larger point we were trying to illustrate in the original post was that this system compels people to do irrational things in the name of market laws. We have a surplus of goods around us and yet we arbitrarily build up social constructs (property laws and exchangability) to prevent people from comfortably living off of these goods. Goods are produced and given away only if profit can be extracted from the process. These aren't immutable laws of nature, though, and most of human history hasn't operated this way. Not to suggest that things were just peachy keen in slave empires or feudalism -- class stratification in general is a big part of this, not just the particular market laws of capitalism. But it's still important to realize that these irrational all-pervasive market forces are a comparatively recent invention and that these historical moments of crisis demonstrate how truly anti-human production-for-profit and class inequality truly are. We believe that the economy should be more broadly democratized and managed on a for-need/for-use basis by the people actually impacted by the outcomes; that would entail workplace/community democracy, as well as a new emphasis on direct distribution of goods (rather than having those goods wait around to be bought).
Goods sit unused -- give them to people. Make sure everyone has the means to live a comfortable life. These seemingly obvious goals are perpetually blocked by billionaires and profit-sharks, who'd rather see people sleeping on the streets in the middle of a pandemic than have their bottom lines suffer any hit. Things are fundamentally top-down; we believe it is a reasonable proposal to start moving things into a bottom-up direction. That requires choosing socialism at this crossroads of human history.
Another reminder: capitalism artificially imposes scarcity.
ye awaken with a minty butthole
how do ye proceed
Look butthole
ye spread ye cheeks to the nearest mirror. inside ye butthole is a bottle of DR. BRONNER'S PEPPERMINT SOAP
Take soap
ye attempteth to take ye soap out of ye butthole but ye buttholds fast
Look room
ye look around ye room. this is where ye sleep on a stinky matress without a bedframe or sheet to be found. on ye wall ye sees ye HUNKY FIRECHUNKS CALENDAR (2015), ye chest o'drawers has a record player with FLEETWOOD MAC - RUMOURS on the spindle, ye night stand has a small bottle of DR. BRONNER'S BUTTHOLE RELEASE cream. doors to ye bathroom and ye kitchen are both on ye north wall.
Use record player use record player
ye listen to the entirety of FLEETWOOD MAC - RUMOURS, playing THE CHAIN four times in a row, forgetting about ye minty butthole problems.
Look calendar
Ye narrator tires of using pseudo old timey speech and she suddenly abandons it. The HUNKY FIRECHUNKS CALENDAR is flipped to JULY 2015, on it there is a HUNKY FIRELAD, insanely toned wearing nothing but a fire helmet and a jock strap, he is partially submerged in a giant bowl of chili. Between his legs he straddles a large firehose, clearly a penis metaphor. His eyes look seductive but somehow, impatient. Like he has an important meeting to get to, a meeting with your genitals, perhaps? Oh also I guess you circled JULY, 17TH, 2015 for some reason but whatever.
Go kitchen
It's your kitchen. On your refrigerator sits a goblin. On the walls are two sexy calendars - both from 2015, one is SPICY FIREFIGHTIN' LASSES and the other is AGENDER ARSONISTS, maybe you wished to give the firefighters a purpose by giving them fires to fight? After all, what's a sexy hero without a sexy sexy villain? You don't have a stove, stop asking about the stove.
Hug goblin
You embrace the goblin. The goblin, touch starved, begins to cry on your shoulder.
If you have a problem with "thugs looting", this should be your priority.
Buck Up And Drive | indiegamelover.com/BuckUpAndDrive
Have no idea if the game’s any good, but something funny with it is that there’s billboards around the map and they sometimes have pride flags on them, and in the setting there’s a pride flag toggle, but if you set it to off, instead it makes EVERY billboard a pride flag, so kudos to whoever made this for that power move
I LOVED YOU BEFORE I EVER EVEN KNEW WHAT LOVE WAS LIKE
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Scientist bakes sourdough bread with yeast derived from 4500 year old Egyptian pottery
i'm losing my mind @ this thread......historie......
also please note that this scientist is in fact the retired man who invented the xbox.
oh fuck i listened to a podcast that was interviewing him and the process he went through to make this bread, ologies with allie ward like he went through full on clean room levels of prep to ensure that this was 100% yeast from old egypt and had to bend over backwards to ensure everything involved was uncontaminated he then revealed that the original xbox logo...
is a sourdough boule
gonna be painfully honest and say that I don’t know when the pain of loss will become manageable. it still crashes down on me and flares up again fresh and red and raw all over again. it has been so long and I still don’t know how to be
hey actually don’t look at that
jesus god I want to scream until my throat bleeds and I want to punch the walls until something runs down them I’m so frustrated and sad and alone and tired and alienated and disconnected and what do I even fucking do in the wake of being abandoned when I thought I was loved I’m allowing myself to rot,decay,atrophy; I don’t know what else to do, it’s the only thing that makes sense
I don’t have the energy for anything else
then I wake up and get dressed and go to work and pretend I know how to exist
Poll: if your mom remarries when you’re 26 years old is that guy still your stepdad or is he just your mom’s husband.
The poll winner seems to be “depends on whether you like him” which is super valid.
Mine watches fox news so “mom’s husband” it is!
My family has a great way of distinguishing between a new spouse you like and new spouse you disdain!
Your mom/aunt/grandma/etc remarries and they are actually a cool person, you use their first name. So if you were to introduce them they would be: Aunt Jane and Bob.
If your mom/aunt/grandma/etc remarries and they are a fuckwad you introduce them as: this is Aunt Jane and her second husband. The implication being that they are very replaceable and that we’re all just waiting for her to wise up to the situation and serve you divorce papers, she did it once, she can do it again.
MAGNIFICENT
Alright, but what if my mom on her third marriage found a decent man, but my mother herself is shitty
"my stepdad's wife"
@sapphic-sargent your tags omg
You are doing God’s work
