a collection of my favorite tweets regarding the Ever Given in the Suez Canal
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a collection of my favorite tweets regarding the Ever Given in the Suez Canal
“Cars kill more people than guns! What’re you gonna do, regulate cars next?”
You idiot. You moron. You utter buffoon.
Cars ARE regulated.
The permit test. The permit. The practice year. The regulations on how many hours you have to drive and at what hours and with whom. The driving test. The license. The requirements regarding insurance. License renewals. Road laws. Highway laws. Speed limits. Seatbelt laws. Carseat laws. Laws against drinking and driving and other forms of intoxication. Red lights. Not passing in intersections. Right of way.
WHO can drive and WHEN and HOW and WHERE are all regulated, because yes, a car in the wrong hands can kill a person. Just like a gun.
Oh but wait, there’s more!
I, as a licensed driver, can’t drive anything I want. I can’t drive a motorcycle. I can’t drive a speedboat.
You know what else I can’t drive? One of these.
To drive a semi-truck, I would need a Commercial Driver’s License or CDL. There are age limits involved, as well as required hours of training and study. There’s a written test and a driving test. There are also medical requirements.
And even if I passed all that, you know what I STILL couldn’t drive? One of these.
To drive a semi loaded with hazardous materials, you would have to get a federal H endorsement added to your CDL. And to get that, you have to jump through even MORE hoops, including another written test and a background check.
So yeah, guns should be better regulated. Any Joe Blow shouldn’t be able to stagger down to a gun show and get himself a sweet piece without some oversight.
And ESPECIALLY no one should be getting their hands on a semi-automatic assault rifle like an AR-15, aka the Hazardous Semi Truck of guns. There are professional reasons that a person might need clearance to handle and own such a weapon, but not a civilian. Not an unscreened rando off the street.
Try not to be such an utter wanker that you place the mere potential of a power-boner over the lives of actual children like those killed in Parkland, Sandy Hook, and elsewhere.
There’s also the fact that if I fuck up and injure, or even KILL someone with my vehicle, or another person’s vehicle, or a vehicle I’m not even supposed to drive in the first place- I CAN AND WILL BE PUNISHED FOR THAT. I will be made responsible for that damage/death. Insurance exists to help cover the costs of damages- both to cars and people. If my negligence with a vehicle leads to someone’s injury or death- my access to vehicles in the future WILL BE COMPROMISED. .
So yes… we do regulate cars. We also regulate the DAMAGE CAUSED BY THOSE WHO DRIVE THEM.
also, cars are meant for transportation. sure they can kill people but their sole purpose is not to kill. a gun’s ONLY PURPOSE is to maim or kill its target. you can’t take a road trip on a gun or load up a gun with groceries. fuck outta here with this bullshit comparison.
so the thing about my family is that we have two ancestors on my dad’s side who were buried in france, where I currently live. one died in the spanish civil war, and one died prior doing…we don’t know what. but he somehow managed to get buried in père lachaise.
so anyhow, my gran sends me a message like “pls put flowers on ur uncle samuel’s grave because he’s gone over a century with none and it will make the ghost mad if he hasn’t already” because my family spends time in europe but never long enough to go all the way to père lachaise and give ya boy samuel jr. his death rites. so im like “ok gran I can do that” bc im a good grandson and you do not fuck with gran she doesn’t DESERVE THAT
i figure out which plot he’s on and ask someone specifically where you can find uncle samuel jr. and they tell me where and so I arrive at the junction and.
HE GONE.
WHERE DID YOU GO UNCLE SAMUEL.
*celine dion’s smash hit “my heart will go on” playing in the distance*
in other words either someone stole my entire great great uncle samuel or he has risen again, ready to party in paris for all of eternity.
You’re pretty chill about a corpse disappearing.
My guy, my dude, he’s been dead since 1851. He could be anywhere. He does what he wants.
Boys: thick thighs save lives 😍 Boys 20 secs later: is that cellulite? :/
American healthcare system be like
I️ fucking hate this
definitely made by a non-american with VERY little understanding of our healthcare system
there, I fixed it
Where is the lie
We live in a brief period of history where pushing someone into a pool at a party isn’t funny – Before cell phones it was all the rage, and when they are all waterproof it will be widespread again.
a concept: a bus, but horizontal
i have to do all the work around here
I don’t know why but I was picturing this:
He had to fight his way to the top
cashiers don’t actually care what you buy you could buy a fork a toaster and a bath plug and i wouldnt notice all i’m thinking abt is “in five min it will be one hour until two hours before i can go home”
Ok usually, but the one exception to this is the guy who bought 5 boxes of Mac and cheese and three boxes of condoms. This was only noteworthy because I work in a bookstore and I had no clue we sold condoms.
i want to know how it’s normal for a bookstore to sell mac and cheese but not condoms
how to make tea
Alien: You shouldn’t eat that.
Human: What?
Alien: That thing. Don’t you know it’s extremely acidic? Enough to cause eventual deterioration of your flesh?
Human: ….it’s a fucking pineapple.
Alien: But that thing contains bromelain, it’ll destroy your body’s proteins!
Human: Not if I digest the bromelain first.
Alien: Humans are insane!
“Not if I digest it first” is an official human motto, in close competition with “not if I pet it first”.
What would you do? You choose what path your character takes in Episode – download the app now!
Their friendship is the best thing to come out of these Olympics
A fun reminder that Aang was a terrifyingly powerful Avatar.
Most Avatars are informed of their newfound destinies at the age of 16 to begin their training. Because of the approaching war Aang was told of his status at the age of 12. He had already mastered airbending, and in the span of a year he mastered the other three elements, the avatar state, and energybending. He also learned lightning redirection and seismic sense (a technique no previous Avatar had even encountered). In the span of a year.
This child was a terrifying force of nature.
snapchat filter: *completely changes every single one of my facial features*
me: wow…how did i not notice this before but maybe i don’t look that bad after all? it’’s amazing that i really look like this haha i just never noticed