Oh, absolutely. The constant redefinition of language to suit their purposes, undermining language itself - not just truth, but the means to convey it - is depressing as fuck. I never wanted Orwell to be right, but here we are...
I’m the wrong ass?
It’s possible that MDMA just acts like speed to someone with no compassion. It’s more likely he does meth or cocaine, though. Assholes love coke.
“Retribution arc” is a funny mistype of “redemption arc” - oddly appropriate. Few things in this world are more irritating than self-righteous christian types. The ones that are “born-again” in some regard are the worst of the worst. Kind of like how drug-addicts that go through rehab and actually buy into the…
Nuance stands squarely in the way of bad faith arguments.
They aren’t coming for me — they are coming for you. I’m just in the way.
You don’t need evidence when you have feelings. That’s what Gingrich meant. Unfortunately (for the entire world, apparently) he was right.
Capt Bullwinkle: “Hey, Matty, watch me pull some evidence out of my ass!”
Really? I got the impression they’re not terribly aggressive, only come out at night to avoid predators and such.
Not in person.
Everything right-wingers argue is in bad faith. Everything. Also, what the fuck kind of “lawyerly” “logic” is this: “discriminatory in the sense that everybody is created equal.”? My brain is still trying to parse it and coming up with a fatal exception, then rebooting.
Cassowaries are intimidating as fuck (probably because they can gut you with those talons and are super-aggressive).
Really? I can think of at least one other homophobic institution (GOP) that is fairly “gay” (rent-boys get a lot of work whenever the republican national convention comes to town).
My college girlfriend broke up with me over the phone after I had the temerity to go to a grad school not of her choice (but rather that was best for me, academically speaking). Then she wrote me a long letter blaming me for her breaking up with me. Not an apology, I suppose.
Yeah, this just gets sketchier and sketchier.
My thoughts exactly upon reading the headline.
It’s another instance of what I call “large dog syndrome”. Small dogs are just as capable of being nippy or even aggressive, but they’re less capable of doing severe damage. So when a large dog snaps at someone, they freak the fuck out. Overall, incidents with small dogs get laughed off, while those with large dogs…
It’s been a while since I read it, but wasn’t At The Mountains of Madness like that? Basically the guy telling a story about wandering a cave finding all these petroglyphs pointing to some unspeakable horror, then running away when he hears and maybe catches a glimpse of some eldritch horror?
Practical considerations never matter for them. They can’t get happy unless they’re oppressing someone, and the more powerless the subjects of the oppression are, the better.