I would prefer not to die alone. Not only for the company in probably one of, if not the biggest, scariest, event in someone’s life, but also because of the logistics. I’d hate to be going out, unable to move while laying on the kitchen floor, and desperately, deliriously, thirsty with 2 days worth of shit caked in my pants.

That said, if going alone seems to be the case, I’ll try to arrange things in advance and face it with some degree of stoicism.

Of course I do, it stands for Percentage of Commie.

These poor folks don’t even know in a free country you can wear jackets and shorts any time you like.

“Nice wheels. Wanna fuck?”

Pssh, amateurs.

Because of overlapping vectors of group socialization often contradict each other. What vector a person is subjected to first usually takes precedent until a more impactful one imposes a new structure. People are often introduced to church before they are old enough to understand politics.

People very rarely reevaluate their stances without some major life event forcing them to. Instead, they take the stances already taught to them by others and look around trying to find confirmations.

Prep cook at a small restaurant. Tell them you only want to work part-time and they’ll make it happen.

Then just put on your headphones and chop vegetables and meats for a few hours. Lowest stress position in a kitchen. And you usually have your own separate kitchen area and nobody will bother you.

‘smoking the jerk off crack’ is going in my lexicon.

Exactly where I am at right now. I’m pretty frugal; started out with nothing and I still have most of it left.

You should play Honkai Star Rail. There’s a ton of characters, about 55/45 split of female to male and they’re all well written and not particularly overly sexed up. More like cutie-patooties. The guys, too. There’s a few fan service exceptions but for the most part it’s pretty wholesome. Coming from a Western perspective, it’s refreshing.

As for the industry wide trend… yeah. It sucks. Super sexualizing everything in society to make a buck has disconnected us from the natural flow of life.

I, for one, welcome our mossy, undulating, velvety overlords.

I think the original founder of 50501 was strong-armed out by a “professional” group of protesters. That’s pretty sus in itself.

This sounds like a bunch of bullshit. And most of these testing after-action reports are nothing but marketing attempts.

They set up very specific environments, give very specific instructions with very specific libraries and tool sets then pretend to be surprised when it finally fumbles its way through it.

Rarity, you don’t even have opposable thumbs, don’t act like you’re too good to live in the carport next to this guy’s mom’s trailer!

Especially after the conviction!

What the fuck is frogging?

You seem to be under the impression that everyone is getting the same news. They are not. This gripping drama isn’t even on the radar of the so-called normies. And they wouldn’t care either way except to align with how the story is spun to fit their preferred narrative.

For others, they already know. This is just another of a long series of “news” tidbits thrown out for the more disgruntled masses for them to sit, smugly, in the comfort of their armchairs, and with vindication, feeling temporarily superior while verbally masturbating with each other and becoming aquatic decorative experts.

It’s fine, and par for the course, really. The people most affected by the current status quo are generally incapable of making any meaningful contribution to their own collective well-being. I keep forgetting that and shouldn’t have even bothered to mention it.

I wish people could come together and say collectively to ‘news outlets’: “no, stop reporting on this, it is not news” and they would cease pushing the asinine minutiae of idiocy which distracts us and dilutes our conversations about what should be done and return their spotlight onto the important events happening.

That’s great!

If you want to live by the sword, you have to be prepared to die by the sword.

Going outside