Me but with maples
Me but with maples
Yeah, all I feel is sad for the lgbtq Ukrainians
FUFILL
Do we blame the neo Nazis who created the conditions that ultimately led to this young man’s death for his death? No, it’s the ones who kill Nazis who are wrong.
This is about as insightful as my coworker’s email signature, which is a paragraph-long quote from basically saying that people have an insatiable urge to rebel against something, so because there’s nothing actually bad in our society, they rebel against liberal democracy itself as the problem.
“What do you damn kids want?”
“we want to untie our universities and institutions from funding genocide in Palestine”
“you heard it here first, folks. These kids are so horny that they’ve become Nazis”
Well yeah, NA counter-strike is a joke
CNN and NYT were the major perpetuators of Levy’s lies; this is not just a Republican problem.
Absolutely disgusting. The damage of these lies is already done.
“A lie can travel halfway around the world before the truth can get its boots on”.
You used to be cool, Sweden
I know they recycle furniture and run a thrift store in Oakland, and proud boys ironically say uhuru, that’s about it
They’re not dating you cuz you look like a mr potato head, Stephen Dullard
What a shithole website.
SOURCE? SOURCE? SOURCE SOURCE SOURCE?
Silver lining, Carlos Hathcock, the sniper in Vietnam, eventually ran out of luck while riding on top of an APC, it hit a mine and was engulfed in flames. He earned severe third degree burns over large parts of his body, which kept him in constant pain for the rest of his life.
It gets better, [emphasis mine]
In 1975, Hathcock’s health began to deteriorate, and he was diagnosed with multiple sclerosis. He stayed in the Marine Corps, but his health continued to decline. Just 55 days short of the 20 years that would have made him eligible for regular retirement pay, he received a permanent disability separation. Being medically discharged, he received 100 percent disability pay.[31] He would have received only 50 percent of his final pay grade had he retired after 20 years. He fell into a state of depression when he was forced out of the Marines because he felt as if the service had kicked him out. During this depression, his wife Jo nearly left him but decided to stay
“Hey, thanks for your lifetime of service, sacrifice, and dedication to the USMC, we’re going to force you out TWO MONTHS shy of 20 years service. Get fucked”
Came here to say electrician. Or anything related to utility (gas, electric, water, Internet, transportation) maintenance. These are often “we need someone 365 days a year” jobs, because they are literally the ones maintaining infrastructure for the rest of us, but those jobs also pay well and are in demand everywhere there are people.
If you’re not qualified for that stuff, consider starting with something like Flagging/traffic control. You’ll start as the poor sap holding a sign in the rain, but you can study and eventually become the person who designs/approves the traffic control plans, etc etc. Pretty much all utility work requires traffic control.
Surveying/Right of Way/GIS, if you’d rather work in a cube
That doesn’t seem like world news
I feel like a spectator at this point. Fully aware of how the system operates and powerless to affect change without grave consequences. Materially, I’m secure. Not reproducing, so I don’t have offspring to care about their future. Fuck this timeline, maybe I’ll get to return at a cooler time.
It’s sci-fi with good character development and moral conundrums. It doesn’t take itself too seriously and doesn’t rely on flashy graphics. The characters are supportive of each other. Like if you took utopian leftist drama kids and told them to make a sci-fi show about humanity trying to do it’s best.
Poverty nostalgia?
Exactly!
Zelensky wasn’t elected to be a wartime leader; his mandate from the public was to do the opposite. Perhaps he has won over some citizens during the conflict, but he owes it to the people of Ukraine to give them the choice to pursue peace.
Reminds me of the Exploratorium in San Francisco. They have an exhibition that has a long rail with metal coil wrapped around it. On one side, the coils are warm to the touch. On the other side, they’re cold to the touch. In the middle of the rail, the coils alternate hot-cold-hot-cold, and when I first touched it, my reflexes yanked my hand away because the nerves interpreted it as “so hot the ‘burned nerves’ feel cold”. Took a few attempts to be able to hold my hands there, and the sensation was very confusing. Would recommend+