I’m finding more and more we are cutting people out of our lives rather than holding civil discourse and requiring someone explain their shitty views. Yeah it’s easier to hit the unfriend button but I’ve found that politely digging in can and does change minds. Not always because people generally suck, but it never…

Oh shit this is right down the street from where I live! Not that anyone cares but since I great up in the Midwest in a place that never makes the news except for when meth labs explode, or when they close down all the factories and everyone loses their jobs, it’s always exciting to see these “cool” articles about…

“Dawn” had a big influence on me.

Tom Hardy was a million times better than Leo in the Revenant. Leo didn’t have an opportunity to act besides grunt in pain, which he did so-so on. But Tom Hardy—shit, his fucking eyes when he’s talking about God sent chills up my spine.

I’m still not getting it. His face entirely represents my face when I bump/get bumped accidentally.

Mine is like this fear that there are a million lives I’m not living and that if I don’t take advantage of my short time here I’m going to lose that opportunity forever. So even if I just really want to sit on the couch and read a book or binge-watch Netflix, I can’t because I know in 50 or 60 years I’ll be dead and…

My cat seems bored, I’m a terrible cat mom. Try to play with cat but she’s so boring, she’s a terrible cat. I stop trying to play, my cat seems bored again. Repeat.

I have constant anxieties about the meaningless of all of our brief lives. Welcome to the existential void!

Yeah but the movie is based on “In the Heart of the Sea” which is the actual story of the Essex. I found it enthralling.

They basically sucked at whaling, but the book did go into some incredibly gruesome detail.

I, too, overcook all meats out of a paranoia of undercooking them. I use a meat thermometer and try to get it to the temp suggested but it never fucking works. I made porkchops in my cast iron last night, cooked them really pretty for 4 min per side per the Internet, but after like 6 minutes per side, thermometer was…

I don’t understand why so many people are arguing with me on this. Is it really that big of a deal to call people by the terms they want to be called? Everyone here is just going “Undocumented immigrant? Nah, don’t care, we still gonna call you illegal.”

No one is confused by the terminology that I’m aware of. Just pointing out that using “illegal” dehumanizes a person and that better terms are more appropriate to the humanity of the situation.

Can you clarify what the point of your statement is in relation to my own? And also how you think current US laws relate to the settlement of America, which happened a long time before the laws we are discussing were even established?

“Illegal” very much is being used as an adjective— you are correct. And as you might remember from grammar classes, adjectives describe things. And in this case, that “thing” is a person (immigrant.) Which brings me back to my original point. People can’t be illegal.

Eh. Maybe you should watch the movie 12 Angry Men.

PEOPLE can’t be illegal. That’s the point. Their behaviors and actions can be illegal, but calling a person an “illegal” is a way to dehumanize them.

What I found most fascinating about the book was how matter-of-fact it was. It never became all that dramatic despite the circumstances and was more like a gritty tale of survival. The trailer for this movie is anything but, and looks highly dramatized.

As someone who grew up in a piddly-ass Midwestern town and has been in a 7-year monogamous heterosexual relationship since the age of 21, I have absolutely no way to relate to this.

Muahahaha the end of it is usually playing as I drive into my work’s parking lot and I sometimes just sit there and cry until it’s over.