nighttimeistherighttime
nighttimeistherighttime
nighttimeistherighttime

Three illegitimate kids and apparently not a one has a solvent father. I probably would have been more sympathetic were her mother not a bible thumping pro-lifer. I remember thinking “why is it the biggest bible thumpers who have the biggest number of illegitimate kids/grandkids?”

Current progressive thinking is we should make those expenses more efficient by changing the system and reducing costs, which will cost money upfront but pay dividends down the line with a healthier population and better medical care. Regulations help this process by forcing companies to adopt that thought process. A

I hear you, but you can’t support everyone. There are thousands and thousands of worthy causes out there. If it’s a friend who comes to me directly, I would be happy to help. However, it is a personal policy of mine not to support online crowd funded ventures because there is no limit. “you did their’s why not mine”.

This is, as you well know, a matter of perspective and what you’re actually talking about. If you are taking both discretionary and mandatory spending together, then yes, the US spends 57% of its money on Social Security, “Health” and food. Not 2/3rds or close, but I get your point. If you are talking the

Funerals are easy. When you stop looking at the unpredictability of an individual’s lifespan, and start looking at large populations, you will see that the number of people that die on average stays pretty much the same. This allows you to pay for final expenses by creating a small tax... just enough for a simple

probably the same way we provide for things like emergency fire services, or the way every other developed nation provides for emergency health care.

“Whenever I call 911...”

Just as cheesy as I imagined this cornball would be.

Are this guy’s fifteen minutes up yet?

or just choose whichever one works best for you, because ultimately there is no such thing as a perfect app for this sad, grueling, imperfect reality that we all share, where everyone has a different situation and lives in a different place, where perhaps, just perhaps, there is no such thing as a universal truth

Unless you have perfect cable management and a fairly flawless, white wall this will just become an unnecessary distraction by casting shadows and highlighting things you don’t want to notice.

Unless you have perfect cable management and a fairly flawless, white wall this will just become an unnecessary

The point of relationships is to provide support and companionship. I.e., make your life better. If someone isn’t making my life better, they can GTFO. And the better I get at providing for my own needs, the less the chance most people have of improving my life any. So at a time in my life when I should be desperate

Most of my experience with therapists indicates they can’t find their ass with both hands. I wouldn’t worry too much.

Now we’re going to artificially interact too?

I admitted to my therapist the other day that I put most social interactions in the same category as going to the dentist or remembering to get my oil changed, and she was obviously not pleased.

Sadly, I agree with you. Better to be genuine and alone than an artificial social animal. I remember a time when I enjoyed the company of others and sought out group activities. But a lifetime of disappointment and realization that 99% of the people I thought were trustworthy turning out to be people with an angle

Bored? Sometimes. Lonely? Never.

Both true and false. I am alone, and most of the time empty and hollow. But other times, I remember that I hate people and want most of them to die, so it kind of works out. Still sucks, though.

This is the issue. We need to be talking about why loneliness is less painful. There’s something broken when a basic human need is met by applying the same solutions as hitting the gym: discipline, deliberatess, monitoring. We do that with exercise because we are too warped to move our bodies naturally. Now we’re

There’s no (good) excuse to be lonely. I live by myself. I am a bachelor. I would say a confirmed bachelor, but I know the connotation associated with that term and it’s nothing like that. Sometimes people will ask “don’t you get lonely?”, well, actually no. I’m not housebound, nor am I Agoraphobic. I get out and do