Crush your enemies, see them driven before you, hear the lamentation of their women.
This is my curse…I feel like Cassandra over here, seeing the ways that someone elses plan could go sideways, warning people around me that there is a chance that it goes sideways, they ignore everything I say, the plan goes sideways, and theyre all surprisedpikachu, waiting for me to step in and fix it all.
At home…at work…fucking A.
“Look guys, the people are really all ate up about this slavery thing…I know, stupid…but anyway, what if we instead allowed slavery as punishment for a crime and then just started locking the poors up?”
“My god man, thats brilliant! Why, if we do that we dont even have to pay for their care ourselves! We can even put that expense on the poor people through taxes, thus increasing the chance that they will end up in jail and be available for slave labor!!”
“Dude, I know!! We wont even be forced to enslave people of a certain color, we’ll be able to enslave anyone!!!”
“But what if we dont have enough criminals to leverage?”
“Thats the best part! We make the laws so as long as we always have an easy way to lock people up, we’ll have more slaves than we ever had before the 13th amendment got passed!”
“God bless these United States!”
Even just taking the time to run some hot water over the dishes youre throwing in the sink as youre throwing them in the sink will help. You dont need to wash them, just get the concrete sauce off the plate while its still wet before its had 3 hours to turn into superglue that requires one to get a putty knife from the garage to remove lol
Not trying to argue so please please dont take it that way, just wanted to add anecdotally that my wife says the same thing, yet more often than not when I pass the kitchen the waiting time thats allegedly being used for other cooking related tasks and cannot be reallocated to cleaning as she goes is actually being used to surf Insta, Pinterest, or Etsi lol
And also to be extra clear, I could care less what she does when she’s cooking dinner up to and until the point that the deal is that she cooks and I clean. Since I genuinely do clean as I go when im cooking and she’s cleaning, I feel like she’s violating the terms of our agreement when her cleaning up behind me always only takes her 10 minutes yet whenever im cleaning up behind her Im dealing with so many pots and pans that the water heater gets tapped out halfway through and im still standing in front of the sink over an hour after I started cleaning up the unholy tragedy that is often left behind in her wake.
When two people are cooking the same basic meal and the cleanup time is orders of magnitude higher depending on who is cooking the meal, thats a conversation worth having in my book lol
Ive been told that its not gay in a 3 way, and with a homey in the middle theres some leeway.
Can you confirm? I dont want to run out of credits.
Didn’t even get a reminder to renew my subscription, dirty bastards.
I guess my main concern has more to do with data security. Since you know these apps are being written with fuckin AI and shit now and nobody is paying close enough attention to this…every app you install is just another potential “We are writing to inform you that your data was exposed in a breach we found out about 6 months ago and just told you about now since thats our legal minimum requirement and we only do the barest minimum required because otherwise that cuts into our profit margins. We’re sorry for any inconvenience this may cause. Please refer to the 180 page terms of service to view your lack of remedies in this case as we include verbiage there that says you cant sue us since you agreed to this in exchange for a half price meal deal. Thank you for being a McDonald’s customer!”
The normalization of this, and the lack of real consequences when they inevitably fuck up playing fast and loose with our data, is why I say fuck the apps.
We’ve normalized saying “bless you” after a good burp lol
My wife cannot abide me asking my son to pull my finger so I save that for when she’s not around.
The chipmunks were cute and didn’t hurt nothing (though their pre-dawn chittering was fuckin loud for how little they are, would wake us up even with the windows closed) but the squirrels were true assholes. We invested lord knows how much money into squirrel proof feeders and they would retaliate by eventually getting around the defenses and then knocking the shit down on the ground so they could empty our feeders in an afternoon. They would rip open the suet cages and just drag the whole block up into a tree and gorge themselves on it, and if they couldn’t open the cage they’d steal it in the cage lol
Even my wife, who is like a disney princess and wants to go find a clearing and sing and cuddle all the animals, would chuck hickory nut shells at them whenever she was out there so the birds got something.
I got flamed to oblivion when I said that it’s stunning how many people will gladly allow any old app onto their phone and have access to their data and scrape their life patterns in order to get like 2 for 1 fucking McDoubles or something.
Used to be when they wanted marketing data they paid professional firms to go out and perform scientific research and compensated people for participating in the study. Now they just throw a 50% off coupon at someone that they may or may not even use and people are like “Here’s all my location data for the last month as well as all my contacts and hell why not be able to use my camera and microphone too fuck it, 50% off a Happy Meal is just too much to pass up”
I’ve literally gotten up and left a restaurant before for not having menus. A QR code on a stand on the table that takes you to a fuckin PDF download…fuck outta here with that bullshit.
I didnt get lactose intolerance until I was in my 30s. So weird that my body just decided “Nah, Im good with dairy products” all on it’s own.
Really wish I would have discovered that earlier in life, before I developed my crippling cocoa pebbles addiction.
Brian Regan called them “Me Monsters” lol
I fucking hate that shit 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.
In the lord of the rings mmo back in the day you could play an instrument and actually play notes and program songs to play them in game but most people would just post up at the inn, like dozens of people, and just play the most discordant faceroll shit imaginable to the point where you had to disable it in the settings.
Kinda broke the immersion a little bit, unless roving squads of bards performing the medieval equivalent of a yoko ono song in everybody’s face was a commonplace occurrence in those days.
I’m fine with capitalism when the responsibility and expectations are proportionate with the compensation for a given job.
The problem is they’re not, somehow the higher up the chain they get and more money they make, the less they actually seem to fucking do, and worse, the more insulated from their own decisions they become.
“It was a bad call, Ripley”
“Bad call!? 15 plant workers died because you denied a request for additional CO2 monitors in the processing shed!! What was your bonus for cutting that?!?”
Except unlike in Aliens, we don’t even get to enjoy seeing the xenomorphs eat the assholes at the end.
Dude, as someone that worked, briefly, in retail at a corporate level, the agreements between the major players like Coke and Pepsi and the big boxes are like some Van Halen “no brown M&Ms” level shit on both sides of the equation.
I have seen emails describing what happens when a coke representative walks into one of those stores and finds that their product is not merchandised within X feet of X aisle or is out of stock on the shelf and there are serious financial sanctions for that shit. Something is minor as a customer setting a 12 pack of 7-Up on top of the stack of Sprite has gotten escalated to levels that would be ludicrous to a layman.
Everything, every single shelf or peghook or rack in that store, has a dollar amount attached to it, and the sums of money being exchanged over whether your product is placed at eye level or down on the bottom shelf is unreal.
I was in the same boat myself about 15 years ago, and it was bad even then, I cant even imagine how it is now.
You know how we used to have to memorize phone numbers but then smartphones came around and now nobody can recall more than a handful from memory? I’m no better, I can recall my wife’s, moms, dads, and work, but I couldn’t tell you any other relevant number to save my life today.
Now take that paradigm and apply it to general thought. What happens when all our thinking gets reduced to queries and does not grow beyond that?
When I turned 30 I was quite ate up about it.
Now almost 20 years beyond that point, when a colleague turns 30, “oh whatever you’re still just a baby lol”
Funny how that works
That’s what I’ve been screaming about AI since the beginning.
Take self checkout kiosks for example. Anyone that is old enough to remember what the grocery store was like before the kiosks would know how much faster a human cashier was then the stupid fucking machine. There was no tabbing through 20 screens of fruit to find the plantains, there was no “sorry you have to scan every pencil individually and place them in the bag one by one because we can’t do multiples”, and there was never, ever, an unexpected item in the bagging area.
The doctor I go to has replaced all their front office staff with self check-in kiosks. You cannot check in with a person anymore. If you are unable to use the machine you have to press a special button and wait for someone to come from the back and press the buttons on the kiosk for you. The time to check in for an appointment with the person used to take under a minute. The kiosk takes 10+ and has a 25% error rate.
But none of that matters, because the machines don’t draw a paycheck, and they don’t care about anything else.
Hey at least you guys all have fact checkers in your pockets now lol
Imagine what this was like when we had to go to the library and find a book to prove them wrong lmao