How about a four day work week and no AI? I’m so done with this timeline.

Here I was having a nice “non-life altering” morning and you had to go and post a thing like this.

Ughhhhhhhh the “aCtuAlLy” crowd. Give it a rest. You know this is illogical at best. Just because you’ve retained the commercial talking points doesn’t mean you understand the underlying situation.

I just picked up the book “Vanished” written by Anna Hays and Illustrated by Mary Kate McDevitt. It’s a historical non-fiction that explores the life and lost legacies of seven different female magicians during the Golden Age of Magic.

I’m not very deep into the book yet but thus far it has been a super fun read, and the beautiful illustration just add to the uniqueness of it for me!

Anything I’ve read by NK Jemisin has left my brain utterly reworked in the most fantastic of ways!

Robert Kraft and Ed Sheeran are not the same. This is a false equivalence argument. The “mass” is angry at Ed Sheeran because Ed Sheeran has “mass” appeal.

While I understand you are speaking from a capitalistic power perspective, in that Krafts’ $15.2 Billion buying power compared to Sheeran’s $400 million buying power. I mean obviously.

But Sheeran’s cultural buying power is not just astronomical but also profoundly meaningful. He had an opportunity to make a very LOUD stance — but instead he decided to kneel down mouth open.

We already know Robert Kraft is a self righteous piece of human filth. The mass expects nothing of him, but much of Ed Sheeran.

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I feel this in my soul. I’m an adult in that I pay rent, feed my kid, etc. but I’m also overly traumatized by the world around me so I retreated into the same things that made me happy as a kid. Also, my brain is wholly convinced I’m 12 not 36.

It’s like they have enough intelligence to retain information, but absolutely no ability to form complex thoughts and do anything with said information.

One symptom of dipshitism is not realizing some things you don’t even fucking joke about.

I’ve been trying to figure out why he’s been— bothering me so much lately and you put it into words so perfectly. He’s to quaint for this world now.