Meanwhile, I have to take Vitamin D supplements during winter because I’m up in the dark, working inside during the sunlight hours, and knock off just in time for the sun to disappear and take the dog for a run on a sport field under flood lights.
But let’s save an hour of sunlight in summer months so dinner can feel like second lunch and we have to block out the windows to start feeling sleepy in the evening to prepare for bed.
Fuck the circadium rythm! /s
Wait until we black out the sun to stop the machines that are trying to stop us for plaguing everything.
We all knew Agent Smith was 100% right
Yeah, I imagined someone like Gill, but aggressively political instead of constantly shattered by luck. Instead of getting sympathy from the audience, they get facepalms and, “Oh my god, I have this guy at work…”
Now all I can imagine is a Simpsons character named Political Perry who struggles to live in a society not interested in politics as much as a second year college student.
Wife left with the kids, doesn’t get invited to social events, nothing in life going right for him, but he doesn’t understand why.
“Oh, shit. It’s Political Perry. Once asked the guy if he wanted ketchup and was ranted to about the corporate exploitation of the agricultural sector for half an hour. No one look.”
Felt like it. In sixth grade, some kid was getting bullied for their parents splitting. The teacher asked everyone with separated parents to raise their hands and more than half the class did.
That kid with their weird family still being all together and stuff.
There is a lot of political and other “adult” discourse. Not extreme, but more exhausting for a person wanting memes, gifs, and lols. I imagine the median age here is higher than that of Reddit. Can’t confirm, but it certainly conducts itself with less…“juvenility”…or some word.
I dunno. I get the feels either side is more likely to flip views if they knew they agreed on something.
“Well if the x believe that, it must be wrong! Rabble rabble rabble…”
Then they realise they both agree that he did kill himself and flip again…
Stand for 10 minutes.
Now dead hang for 1 min.
Surprise, your legs muscles are much bigger and much more powerful than your arms at defying gravity.
It’s okay. We get it. But I see you’ve been scarred by those I mentioned in my other comment.
You know they’re still gonna come for you, though…
sniff sniff “Hark! Doth he hear a chance to feel better about thyself?” cracks knuckles
And the Actually Guys.
finishes comment: That is a nice picture of a tree. Well done.
“There. Surely no one can possibly start dissecting it, straw manning it, or start arguing.”
An hour later, there’s three monumentally off-track replies raising points and arguing things no one fucking mentioned or ask for.
Well ackhually this is a photograph, not a picture… ramble ramble, argument bait
Akchually, that’s a shrub because… ramble ramble, argument bait
Akchually, you’re wrong. It would’ve been “nice” if… ramble ramble, argument bait
What’s with prancing naked trumpet guy?
“DOO DO DO DOOOO! Telephoooone!”
I get people see one-on-one comparison in salary and it can appear stark. But I do workforce management and planning for a career. The last place I worked at spent $2.1B in employee costs annually—around 17.5K active employees which is actually not that big—,while chief officers were on close to $1M. If they were canabalised, people would get a few extra bucks in their paycheck, fuck all.
The CEO got paid that well because they could handle a $2.1B employee cost company, so obviously other companies want them since few people can do that with success, so obviously they were paid their worth.
Edit: Granted, this is in Australia where there’s a lot less capitalistic energy.
Sure, but I prefer left if you’re willing to budge.
I have 7 accounts.
It doesn’t change the incoming versus outgoing, but it does psychologically redistribute the pain. When you see $5 in “Long-term Savings” and $7 in “Short-term Savings”, feels a lot better than $12 in “Income”.
Posts like these are why I open Lemmy and also close it.
“Brilliant. But I think I’m done for today.”
I love that a bunch of conspiracy theorists think we don’t exist.
They’re some other society’s problem we’ll never have to deal with.
If I’m walking along—on the ground like a normie—then I see a pigeon in a tree, I’m immediately anxious of being ambushed by highwaymen, zombies, or charity workers. Whatever it is, it can’t be good.
I was on a bus with a bunch of deaf people signing to each other. The only sound they made was laughing to each other’s jokes like no one was listening. It was wholesome. Meanwhile in non-deaf world, we stifle our happiness and fight to hold back giggle fits in case someone gets upset for causing a ruckus.
I pin things on the taskbar if it’ll help me make an offensive word. Adobe and Microsoft app icons really help open up the Scrabble board.