I’m a millennial and changed my name. I don’t know why your relative wants to be called something new. There are thousands of possible reasons. You could ask them directly. If they’re autistic, there’s a very good chance they’ll be happy to tell you their thought process in direct and concrete terms. You could also attempt to compromise by calling them “Cal” which is a more normal name. Denying them without understanding is pretty much the worst move >_>

I posted a whole rant about this before I saw your comment. Suffice to say, I entirely agree. It’s one of his worst moments. What an asshole.

Fuck Elon Musk, but this is one of Jim’s worst moments in that show. If someone comes back from an extended therapy program with a set of tools and techniques they are using to solidify and remind themselves of the changes they have made to themselves and their lives, and one of them is as simple as asking you to use the other half of their legal name as their short form moniker, you have to be a an asshole not to do so. So yeah, call Musky’s new sinking ship whatever you want, but don’t be Jim Halpert about it, because Drew never crossed the line in anger again. /rantover

Grew up with that shit. Can confirm, giant roach. Can confirm, do not recommend.

Having a significant affinity for any part of the body is paraphilia. Boobs and ass are no more complete women than feet. They’re all stand ins for whole women and sexual experiences. They’re all libido cues for different people for different reasons. As someone with all of these parts, male sexual fixation feels the same regardless. I don’t see a meaningful difference and usually can’t tell what part of my body people are staring at.

The horrific opportunity cost inherent to having a billionaire class.

Blood Diner, because it’s actually about a trans man who helps his dead uncle become his living aunt. It’s easy to lose track of the fact that this is a movie about two transitions in the chaos of the ancient blood cult, vegan diner that serves human meat, wrestling with Jimmy Hitler, and all that, but it’s all in there. Blood Diner was decades ahead of its time. I watch it a few times a year. Watch it as a double feature with Frankenhooker and pretend they’re modern experimental indie movies. Frankenhooker is a feminist masterpiece.

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Oohh. I like this. I’ve been bothered by the rise of gambling in different packaging in the world over the last decade. We really should be acknowledging that gambling is different from gaming, separating them meaningfully. Are toy department shelves still full of child gambling reandom toy bullshit too? I haven’t had reason or opportunity to pay attention to that for a few years.

This is actually profoundly advanced AI. It’s making depression memes. It took humans decades to get from the invention of memes to quality depression meme content like wet ennui sandwich.

You really can’t tell if you don’t know the person. I have a bright, weird personality and ADHD and work at a dispensary. People often think I’m high, assume that it’s part of my vibe, but I’m strictly no THC during the day. Meanwhile, one of my most down to earth, serious, no nonsense coworkers does dabs before work and on all her breaks. Nobody thinks she is high all the time, but she’s often the most THC filled person in the building.

The Erisian Liberation Front of SW and Rural Missouri, on the other hand, fully supports naming diseases and pestilences after the Goddess, Unstable May She Reign, and objects only to the application of the moniker to such a benign viral variant. In the future, we and/or I would request that her name be applied only to particularly virulent and/or unpredictable diseases and pestilences. May her sudden wrath never find you.

I’ll never not upvote Loss. I will always love Loss.

You see that the “x” is grey, but you’re going to try it anyway. Before your pointer gets there, you’re born without consent. You were given the opportunity to consent. You should have consented. It’s not gonna stop. You should get busy consenting. And thaaaaaat’s life!

Nope! It was between an on ramp embankment and one of those gnarly rural streets that looks like it’s been fucking mortared. It was in a cartoonish shithole of a small town in the moddle of nowhere.

I worked a day and a half at Hardee’s. First was half a day of “training” on the nastiest, greasiest tablet you can imagine. It was mostly health and safety protocols and regulations. Next was a full day of not doing any of that shit and selling dirty food. I never went back. It was a really fucking bad time to quit a job, but I couldn’t bring myself to basically give one or more people food poisoning every day…

Right? Shit politicians too. Ron DeSantis got me rootin’ for fucking Disney. I hate Disney in general, but I wish they’d play more serious Illuminati hardball with DeSantis.

You have a lot of learning to do about enlightenment. Gutei cut off a motherfucker’s finger to get him a little closer to enlightenment. Violence is inherent to true enlightenment. When the enlightened meet the buddha, they will kill the buddha.

I’m stoned as all fuck and read “ninja soldiers” several times >_> I was trying to figure out the joke. I’m going to hell.

You’ve declared someone you disagree with is making things up while criticizing the debate skills and tactics of those who disagree with you. What a fucking joke. You got some peer reviewed numbers to support your position about votes and arguments? Because from where I’m sitting, this nonsensical notion that people vote rigorously based on debate acumen and never with their emotions and libido along the lines of their existing beliefs is just as much a made up story. I’m not going to find numbers for a bad faith participant like you, but we already know people vote for real, important, world changing things with their emotions. The idea that the general populace is wildly more reasonable and responsible when the votes don’t matter at all is ludicrous.