It might not have that many years left if Gary from the next street over achieves his goal.

One of the great struggles of humanity is ‘cognitive load.’ Thinking, even if you have a very efficient brain, takes effort, and more advanced thought requires more effort. In hierarchies, part of the power dynamic consists of the displacement of cognitive load. The higher powered individuals don’t think about what the lower powered individuals think, and, with enough power, not even the collective. The lower powered individuals, though, must consider the desires of those with higher power in order to make their way through the world. They have to expend effort, to carry the cognitive load.

Those adult children you are talking about are those who have not had to carry the load. People generally don’t expend effort they are not forced to, so why would they go to the effort of considering the effects of their actions on others when their life has taught them that’s the job of those lower than them? Or that they can do what they want without expending the effort and not only not be punished, but get ahead in life because their society runs on psychopathy?

The line, ‘My job is not to fix things; it is to be the only one who could,’ is entirely too good.

Gayness is as real as Canadianness. It’s an imaginary line someone with political power tries to tell people they have to be entirely on one side or the other of. Don’t let other people’s imaginary lines define you. Go hug your partner.

Thank you for revealing yourself. I block children.

Can we petition to make the day of his death (March 9) a holiday where we all celebrate by burning him in effigy? It seems fitting.

I don’t. Your question is leading. Next question.

This triggered a memory. I was headed to work. I pull up to a red light. It was legal to turn on a red there but I choose not to. Guy wangs on the brakes behind me and is pissed that I’m not turning on the red. I take the turn calmly and safely. He slams on the accelerator and takes the turn wide to go around me. He is absurdly pissed about having to wait all of fifteen seconds. I don’t even have time to roll my eyes. Siren and lights go up behind me and he’s being pulled over because the vehicle behind him at the light was a cop. If waiting fifteen seconds threw him into such a tizzy I can only imagine he burst a blood vessel at losing however much time the cop took.

I have ads blocked. I have no idea what lies they are trying to tell me. My suggestions in pretty much the only place I use that has them, unfortunately, are mostly things I have already seen or reposts of those things.

My situation was a slightly concretized example of the OP. It sits within the OP’s conceptual space. It’s not justification.

You are now too defensive and emotional to reasonably interrogate or express this level of idea. It’s not worth my time to try to fight past that emotion. Have a nice day.

I see you are among those who are incapable of reasoning by analog.

The hypothetical is all there is when discussing a hypothetical. The metaphorical room is eternal and all encompassing because once you leave the ‘room’ you are outside the hypothetical. So, yes, you are ‘trapped in the room’ if you are going to engage in the OP’s hypothetical. If you want to deny the premise, you are trying to pretend you are playing the game but ignoring the rules of the game. In other words, you are lying, whether to us or to yourself. Don’t get pissy when people call out your ignorance of how to play, willful or otherwise.

Given the point of the comic is that the kid is stupid and won’t stop wasting money on stupid things, shouldn’t their OSs be reversed?

Think that through. You are in a room with only people dumber than you. How are you learning anything? They don’t have anything good to teach you. If you try to bring new knowledge into the room, they will likely not reward you for it, and quite possibly actively attack you for it. How long do you think you could maintain your intelligent view of anything when everyone around you is dragging you down with every interaction? You try to discuss science, they call you a nerd and tear up your textbooks to roll blunts. You try spending time ignoring them to study the construction of the walls of the room, but eventually you need some company. No one can survive in complete isolation. They tell you you’re the idiot for trying so hard, for caring about these things that no one else in your world cares about. And you hate to admit it, but they’re kind of right. You can study everything you want. You can write down findings for the rest of your life about the room, but when you’re gone, they’re just going to roll them into blunts. Even if you resist at first, they’ll outlast you because you need people to maintain your sanity. They’ll wear down your values as they, without even thinking about it, use operand conditioning to get you to use their slang, play their games, value what they value, disregard what they disregard. It happens all the time.

I mean… we do hate our lives. People who are actually content in their life are the minority.

Tears of joy? Nothing, ever. But this moth is really cute.

Ascension

Wake up!

The Scribes

Wake up, Bitch

This old chestnut

A clip

An intro

The intro to a lot of songs make good repeating alarms.

‘Drama’ seekers and what I might call drama-pigs. There are a lot of people who think relationships are ‘supposed’ to have drama. They see versions of relationships, romantic or friendships, in dramas and romances written to be interesting from the outside and absorb it as normal. The result is deleterious. The other side of this is the drama-pigs, people who feed off of the real-life dramatics of people’s lives as entertainment. They read AITA posts or watch drama vlogs as though the people involved were characters in a story rather than real people who are dealing with real problems.

If I’m the smart one, I have to do all the work I can’t trust to idiots, run the team or be on a team run by an idiot, be the most responsible according to any outside observer, and my success will still be mostly reliant on idiots.

If I’m the idiot, at worst I’d be mocked, but maybe I’d be too stupid to notice. At least the work would be more likely to be successful.

The versions of historical american presidents seen in the american mythology. The world could use a president as great as the George Washington patriotic Americans think he was.

That’s not how monkey’s paw twists work.