I don’t know about those grand themes. I’m more of a fate is what you make or build; the grand themes are constructed and the leitmotif is what you choose to play, not what was always going to be performed.
But in the main, I agree. The actually-conservative degrowther “progressives” and the Tardkowskies need to be smacked down, and hard.
We have a galaxy to conquer.
“Covid-conscious” should become a synonym for “complete dumbass.”
Over the last week or so, I’ve been flattered and happy to discover that I’ve become a one-person music recommendation service to many of my friends.
It’s nice to be useful.
I do not think the 1990s was the peak of human civilization, but we got a lot right then that later culture decided to throw away and replace with something far, far worse.
That’s not nostalgia. That’s just reality.
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How Virus-like ‘Jumping Genes’ Became Our Partners in Evolution.
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Why No One Wants to Date Tech Bros.
Portland Real Estate Is Such a Mess That All Housing Is Affordable Housing.
Great News from Saturn’s Moon Enceladus in the Search for Life in Space.
From Holy Water to Frozen Meals: The Evolution of Vending Machines.
She lost $600,000 in a pig-butchering scam. Then came the tax bill.
NATO’s top commander pushes more intelligence sharing on hybrid attacks.
Trump administration considers building baseball park in Grand Teton National Park.
Turns out that all you have to do to get a lot of female interest is to have the body of a Greek demigod, dress flatteringly, be rich, be super confident, charming, charismatic and quick-witted.
Easy, right?
WOMEN SAY IT’S EASY SO IT MUST BE EASY RIGHT?
What’s odd is the hotter you get, the more you realize how much hypocrisy there is out there.
AI was supposed to hit new grads hard. So far, unemployment data says otherwise.
Anyone who believes these bogus numbers is smoking all the crack in the universe.
I bought a “The Best of Rush” album and it was blank. Nothing on it. The same with my “Best of Nickelback” album. Totally empty.
Something must be going on at the CD pressing place.
The worst part of time traveling is occasionally having to kill other copies of yourself.
It really puts a damper on things.
We say, “Working like a dog,” but not very many dogs have actual jobs. Some do, but comparatively few.
Someone should look into that.
Every woman who has flirted with me in public in the past year (10-12, not like I keep an exact count) has been between the age of 20-30. Every single one of them, no exceptions. Really shows the lie of the “feminist” discourse about how men my age are “grooming” these completely agency-free innocent little angels. Idiot liars.
A woman approached me in the supermarket parking lot yesterday literally less than an hour after I dropped my girlfriend off at the airport and attempted to chat me up. She was ~28, attractive, a bit nerdy, definitely my type. I’m not in the market but I should’ve tried to convert her into a friend. I was tired and impatient, though, so did not. Wish I had.
I’m not interested (have an amazing partner), but If I were in the dating market right now I’d be crushing it so hard people would wonder where all these diamonds came from.
I’m never sure if this stuff is satire. Anyway, if it’s not, he’s offering this “being manly” advice while wearing the gayest-looking outfits in the known universe.
Every day, you can make the choice to not be a tardbiscuit.
Choose wisely.
