"Look, I know what you're asking me to do, but Im not going to commit fucking war crimes just because your boss has an addiction to raping literal children!"

"OUT! OUT RIGHT NOW!!"

It bears mentioning that the large scale protests you see in other parts of the world are often in places where there are strong worker protection laws.

In the US almost every single person is literally one major medical incident away from living in their car, one missed mortgage payment away from living in their car, and one missed insurance payment from not getting the medicine they literally need to survive. Most US states allow an employer to fire one of their employees without any warning or cause whatsoever, so long as the reason for the termination doesn't fit into one of several small boxes...which they would need to admit for it to be actionable, anyway.

My point being, a big part of the reason why you don't see protests like you do in say, France, is that unlike France, the people here are largely wage slaves that cannot afford to even miss work when suffering from extreme illness, let alone to take to the streets over that asshole pedophile acting like an asshole pedophile. This has been by design.

Don't mistake a population of people spending all their energy holding onto the little they have for one that supports this regime. Whether you think their action or lack of action is justifiable, you need to at least admit it's understandable.

Dude, this is a static picture lol.

You know how this happens naturally? People fill the tub to just below the the overflow, shut the water off, get in the tub, and then immediately displace the water up over the overflow. Then it drains...slowly...until it's below the line.

If this was an image we could hear, I'd bet you any amount of money there was a gurgling sound in the background as the water slowly made it's way down the drain.

The trick is to get in the tub before it's done filling, then you don't waste 10+ gallons of hot water down the overflow.

When I was in high school, late 90s, I dated a chick whose mom worked in a bakery. She started work at like 2AM and for some reason I don't remember, my gf had to go there and she asked me to go with her...sure fuck it (we pretty much ran free back then, different time) and we went down there. About a half dozen middle-aged women making batter and dough and whatever they did and their boss, the bakery's owner.

He was in his early 40s, and was like the love child of David Lee Roth and Otto the bus driver from The Simpsons. Cargo shorts, dirty sneakers, Motley Crue tshirt with a blond curly mullet and an earring in one ear. For being 2 in the morning he was wide eyed and he practically exploded as soon as I walked in the door "HEY MAN HOWS IT GOING?! WELCOME TO MY BAKERY!! YOU LIKE MUSIC?! WHAT KIND OF MUSIC DO YOU LIKE?! WANT TO SEE SOMETHING?!" I was honestly on the edge of fight or flight for a moment but despite the coke or just how fuckin excited he was to have a visitor, he seemed safe, so I was like "Yeah sure, what's up?"

Leads me back to the far corner of the bakery to his office. There are speakers fucking everywhere. In his office he has racks and racks of high end stereo equipment, and he immediately launches into all this technical detail about the setup that I'm just nodding through...."SO THE SIGNAL COMES DOWN HERE THROUGH THIS SPECIAL CABLES...100 BUCKS A FOOT BUT ITS SO WORTH IT...THIS TAKES THE SIGNAL AND MUXES IT WITH THE AMPLIFIER THAN PIPES IT TO THE FLUX CAPACITOR THEN..." and eventually he wraps up and says "CHECK THIS OUT!!!"

Pulls out one of those gold, high bitrate CDs, Peter Gabriel's So, slots it into a CD player that by itself was bigger and more complicated looking than my whole stereo at home with so many knobs and shit, and cranks it to what he called about 30%. Lights blinking, animated EQs, level meters at the ready...

Red Rain kicks in and literally takes my breath away, not just in awe, but I mean the goddamn bass was so heavy and so crystal clear that it disrupted the airflow in the entire bakery. The volume was beyond screaming over, it was like you were standing on fucking stage in an arena next to the amps, but not only was it ear-shatteringly loud, it was crystal clear. Like the level of detail and fidelity in the recording broadcasted all these little human moments in the playing that I never had heard before and my mom pretty much blasted that record all the time for most of the tail end of the 80s. After a minute of Red Rain he skips to track two, Sledgehammer and holy shit, that bass riff on that system...felt like when you're standing waist deep in the ocean and a wave comes up with enough force to rock you on your feet before you recover.

And through all this, these women in the bakery just doing their thing, not a care in the world. Clearly a common occurrence there, 2 oclock in the morning, deep in an industrial area with nobody for miles around, this dude and his like $100,000+ stereo and him just running around like a madman making whatever the hell they were making.

Anyways, definitely nothing I would ever spend that kind of money on, but man, it was hard as hell to go back home to my shitty $20 headphones and my discman after hearing what $100k worth of high end stereo equipment sounds like lol

There was a place near me called Smut N Eggs. Was a bar that catered to graveyard shift, we'd swing there after work at 6 in the morning to kickstart our "evening". Inside where you would expect to see sports games on the TVs around the bar, they had vintage porn playing. The walls were covered with centerfolds.

The waitress, Michelle or Chele for short, was about 50 years old, had a smokers rasp and the look of someone who'd spent most of her younger years riding on a motorcyle, and suffered absolutely no bullshit. The food was amazing, the vast majority of people weren't even looking at the screens, they were just digging into their dinner or breakfast at 6 in the morning with a beer or three on the side.

Place burned down years ago...damned shame.

My wife and I were 6 months into planning ours and so fucking stressed out over making it a great experience for our honored guests. A text from her mother that read "Well if you invite X you have to invite Y or else it's going to be an issue..." was the straw that broke both our backs, but there had been months of this shit prior to that point, to the point where it was affecting my wife-to-be and I's relationship and we never argued like we did over planning our "traditional" wedding.

None of the stress was internal, it was all external...people weighing in with their opinions of our plans, what we should serve, oh this person doesn't like that, you should have this instead, well this person is going to insist on bringing their kids even if they kids are not invited so you'd better plan on having settings for them, dont use that photographer use this photographer or else wedding ruined, dont get this caterer get this other caterer or wedding ruined, dont have it here, have it there, or wedding ruined...

So we both said "Fuck it" and eloped. Found a small bed and breakfast a few hours away that offered a literal Elopement Package....the owner was a certified JP, his wife did all the decorating...they even provided witnesses. All we had to do was show up. The price was just under what the photographer alone was going to cost us.

Happily married for 10 years now. Best decision we ever made.

Man whatever videos they've got stashed away on him must be some pretty bad shit if hes willing to suck Putins dick like this. The man is narcissism personified, and has shrugged off the fact that he's a child rapist, but whatever they've got must be orders of magnitude worse for him to be such a little fuckin bitch with Vladimir.

More "Microsoft doing their part to get people used to the idea of having to login with an internet connection so that they can make Windows 12 subscription based."

Thats what this bullshit is. Training the user base for OSaaS.

And they will have enterprise by the balls because they control like 90% of the enterprise market. The consumers, they could give a fuck if they take it or leave it. Windows licensing is such an teeny tiny part of the equation that screaming at them is going to get as much traction as screaming at Nvidia for the fact that a midrange GPU is 1000 bucks now. Nvidia doesnt care if their consumer gpu market disappears tomorrow, they've got the AI fucks locked in.

Ditto!

Well that and they permabanned my 14 year old, 1million karma account for making a post that insinuated Donald is a pedophile that some MAGA got all upset about and they rejected my appeal.

So....fuck em.

I thought this was a common thing lol

I've been ordering twice as many fries as I actually want because after 15 years of marriage I goddamn well know that despite her saying she doesn't want any fries she's going to eat half my fries lol

"I can only breathe with a mask on my face when im hiding my identity to beat up on people of color!!! Any other time though, fuck off!!!"

So did he know his judo well?

And they're doing it so they can fire more people and pivot to electronic slaves they don't have to pay.

Really good thinking, oligarchs. Start firing a bunch of people from coast to coast so they have tons of free time in lieu of easily identifiable buildings full of server racks that depend on easily disrupted fiber uplinks that you could never possibly hope to monitor and control from end to end to prevent sabotage. Fucking brilliant.

I got permanently banned for insinuating Donald Trump was a pedophile. I appealed and they blew me off, no response. Tried to sign up for another account and got immediately IP banned for ban evasion.

Id been on the platform for 14 years and had over 1M comment karma. Somehow the last 14 years of my contributions to the site never caused anything, not even so much as a subreddit ban, but pointing out that Donald Trump is a sexual predator was a bridge too far for them.

I find it curious that Reddit Admins are trying to limit discussion of the factual statement that our current president is a documented child rapist. Guess the investors theyre courting are probably in the files, or at the very least, dont see nothin wrong with a little pedorasty.

Was playing a board game (I dont even remember which) and I had to give the name of a tropical place that starts with letter M that no one else would guess. I said Manila and this person I was playing with argued with me for 20 minutes (this was pre smartphone) that Manila isn't tropical. I had to seriously find a book with a world map in it to show this person where the Philippines are located to prove that it is, indeed, tropical and honestly she was still unconvinced.

I played it off but I lost a lot of respect for my then girlfriend, who I was with, because I know she knew I was right but wouldn't defend me because she didn't want to take sides against her other friends. That was honestly the beginning of the end for us, that stupid fucking game night I didnt want to go to anyway lol

My last house bordered on a big undeveloped green space; we had , as we called them, 'owl years' and 'bunny years'. You could see the pattern clear as day and predict it to a certain extent. If there were a ton of bunnies out in our yard at dusk in the spring, the following year was going to be an owl year, ostensibly because the eating was real good. If there were hardly any bunnies out there, the following year was almost definitely going to be a bunny year because the owls moved on or starved over the winter.

But there was no balance, that's the weird thing. It was almost binary...but it wasn't directly cyclical. We would know by early spring if this was going to be one of those "we need to put fencing around every single flower and plant in our garden" years, or if there were enough owls around to eat all the bunnies and give our garden a break, but it didn't alternate in any pattern we could tell. We just had to wait and see how many bunnies we had out there at dusk. There were far more bunny years than owl years, but whereas in owl years you would hear them out there hooting all night long, in bunny years...nothing.

Tangentially...it was always a squirrel year. IDK if the owls didn't care for squirrel or what but only the bunnies and the owls were locked into this relationship...the chipmunks and squirrels were unaffected. The owls just really only wanted bunnies I guess lol.

I havent been afraiding of anything for almost 20 years thanks to him

My favorite TSA experience was how my nephew was on a no fly list and we didnt find this out until we waited through two hours in line.

My nephews age at the time? 6 months old. The No Fly order was older than he was.

Lots of critical thinking going on with that lot, lemme tell you.

God on the PC end of things youd get like a literal book with some games. Keyboard overlays for controls, posters, all sorts of fun shit.

Oh, you see an actual doctor? I haven't seen an actual doctor in the last like 3 years, always just a physicians assistant or other nurse.

Still get charged the dr copay though, funny how that works.

I wouldnt be surprised if the doctor is an AI construct and theyre just running my symptoms through whatever insurance company provided AI bullshit at this point.