Anger subsided all the other emotions for me as far as climate change. There were people who knew. There’s something along the order of magnitude of 100 people who chose to obfuscate science and sacrifice us all for profit. I hate those people. I can’t even feel sad because I hate them so much.
A mix. You will get bombarded with the poor quality photos and “u party?” (Code for meth). But I’ve enjoyed some late night conversations about everything from anime to French philosophy, and met some nice men to have a good time with. Even have made some friends (and a few would self identify as “freaks”). You’ll meet everyone from closeted self hated conservative businessmen to van living hippies.
It’s a very direct space. When someone asks “what are you looking for?” you don’t have to beat around the bush. If they aren’t interested, they’ll block and move on.
The app is absolutely garbage though. The ads are some of the most obtrusive and obnoxious ads any mobile app has ever had.
See Bill Ackerman and Herbalife.
Federal regulators should have shut that shit down ages ago, but the grifter party loves MLMs (look at how the DeVos family made their money…)
If you download Grindr, you too can have an inbox full of poorly lit bathroom dick pics and people asking you if you know where they can get hard drugs!
It’s less a “dating” app, and more a way for “straight” men in denial of their sexuality to find dl fun.
Apple ][e was my first. We also had an XP machine for internet (Neopets) but I didn’t have to fight for turns on the Apple.
Teaching is being ridiculously underpaid and used as a punching bag.
Parents don’t want to parent - you call them and say little Timmy beat the shit out of a classmate today - it’s your fault. Neveah is failing because she’s refused to even lift up a pencil the entire year - it’s your fault. Don’t forget, you need to spend an extra several hours after your “contract time” to do all of the meaningless bullshit that admin gives you - lesson plans that have to follow a format and will never get read, referrals where you have to have months of documentation of a student cussing you out and breaking things during class, so that you usually are working 60 hours a week at minimum.
My first year teaching was $2200/month, in 2019. I would get to work at 6 am - often had “duty” where I had to search students bags like a fucking mall cop. I usually had to stay until 6 pm cleaning. I repaired my own cabinets, bought my own lab supplies (how much do you think enough vinegar and baking soda to run 6 class periods of labs cost? Going to spend $50/week so that chemistry class isn’t just lectures and notes?)
So yeah, it’s shitty to shit on teachers. Teachers get treated like dogshit in American society, and there’s no need to contribute to that because you’re mad Ms. Brooks got onto you for passing notes in class twenty years ago.
Gotta be wearing a kynodesme to be modest.
The second Klan was formally disbanded for tax reasons in 1944, a couple of years before The Clan of the Fiery Cross. I think the argument might be more that the Superman episode kept the Klan from rising again. It was already profoundly unpopular in the war era due to some connections with the American Bund.
It’s credited pretty heavily with weakening the Klan
That’s interesting, because the Klan was fairly weak by the 40’s. It peaked in the 1920s (something like 1 in 3 white Indianans were members in its heyday, to the point where Klan chapters would have baseball teams), but there were some huge political scandals and infighting over embezzlement that absolutely demolished the Second Klan.
“I’m not angry” “[entirely made up person I’ve never encountered] can go fuck themselves”
Usually, when I say someone can go fuck themselves, they’re being actively shitty. You’re just mad at someone asking you to use certain words describe them. If that pisses you off, you must have a really short temper.
Also, the “control” aspect remains. You want to decide what people be called. That’s just weird - how does it matter to you? Maybe consider DBT therapy, that’s all about dealing with how the world doesn’t have to be your way all of the time.
Has anyone ever asked you to call them a neopronoun? Like I’ve been in some queer as fuck spaces and I’ve never encountered someone with neopronouns. I don’t most people have. So it seems the anger is more at an entirely imagined scenario where someone might ask you to call them (oh wow, so confusing) a neopronoun?
It’s just so fucking weird, to be upset at a scenario where someone might ask you to refer to them in a way that you personally think is silly. It has literally zero impact on your life. It gives weird control freak vibes - that other people need to live their lives in a way that makes you comfortable.
There’s also the childish desire for an “I told you so” as they watch anyone they don’t like being sent to hell.
How do you make the cheaper brown ones not super bitter?
Years later, a friend of mine worked there as a summer job and told the friend group to avoid the fountain drinks so we did, and probably all still do.
Fountain drink dispensers just don’t get cleaned. I worked at a fast food restaurant for 3 years; I think I saw someone go after the ice maker once. The nozzles get soaked overnight, but the inside might as well as been a black box.
The real trick is to buy the sauces at the supermarket. Ranchero sauce and Diablo sauce on some tortillas with cheese and canned chicken in the microwave/oven is pretty good.
Otherwise, a beefy five layer and make sure to leave with several sauce packets stuff in your pockets.
“Tex Mex.” Folks shit on it for not being “authentic” Mexican food, but that’s not what it’s trying to be. It’s fusion.
In Oklahoma, to get your drivers license you need to be in line at the DMV by about 4 am. If you aren’t in line by 6, you aren’t getting a test today. (This is absolutely so amazing if you are a young adult trapped in a sexually and physically abusive household, and can’t drive yourself to the DMV!)
Don’t you love “small government” red states?
Ben Shapiro on “Wet Ass Pussy”
When I first saw the lyrics to this song, my first concern… is that these women are describing a serious gynecological condition. I’m serious. I mean, a bucket and a mop? There’s something going on here that is not biologically normal … there’s a problem. There’s water pouring out of the front door.
Fortunately, I know a doctor, who is my wife, and I asked her for her medical diagnosis. And she looked at the lyrics herself, and after being kind of appalled by them, obviously, she had a few indicators on how she could diagnose the vaginal condition these women are apparently suffering from.
Every update decreases the amount of people you can see. Frequent, full page ads that cannot be closed out and will open up a webpage/the App Store as you try to hit the “x.” You’ll “accidentally” hit the $99.99 monthly purchase somehow because everything moves around after your conversations load and have to exit out of the confirmation for that. There are a ridiculous amount of Only Fans and bots. Often the app would rather connect you to people hundreds of miles away rather than the people in your immediate area.