It gives me hope that maybe the distant future doesn’t include a privileged class using the rest of us as free labor, fuel, and food…

It’s a dangerous path, but does that mean we shouldn’t consider it? Like when you vote you have to correctly identify your candidate’s policies. Or you have to answer some moral question like “rich people are rich because they are in some way inherently better”. Or if you vote anti choice you’re informed “selecting this candidate waives all natal care that may end your fetus’ life including termination of an unviable fetus to save your life, sign your name if you waive your medical rights” if they refuse to sign - your vote don’t count. But a lot of folks are too dumb to get a say in this shit right now. I think the dumbing down of America is 100% orchestrated and intentional, but we need to fix our dumbness for a few generations and get a good level set of “not being a fucking dipshit” before we can trust the random person on the street has more common sense than a bag of mismatched socks.

Well maybe that’s why I ran out of my exercise class tearing up because I bumped into another person. And leaving abruptly made everything 100xs worse. Which I know it really didn’t. But also yes I looked insane and that person is right to hate me now. So now I can never exercise there again just to be safe.

I was always under the impression we’d go nomadic if things got bad, traveling to where it is habitatable year round and food is more available. I’m keeping myself mentally and physically healthy enough to walk long distances while not being picky about what I eat or where I sleep. I find the whole concept of hunkering down indefinitely is itself untenable.

I had a clear childhood memory of when gravity temporarily vanished and we all had to duck and cover under our desks. Years later I learned how gravity worked. A few years after that I realized my memory was impossible though it felt very real. This may be the root of my trust issues…

I love self checkout. From my decades of cash register experience I can tell you, your soul begins to leave your body standing still for hours doing the same repetitive mindless task. It is not a job most want nor honestly should do. I really can’t fathom the folks who prefer waiting in line for one bored af human to do a task they could easily do themselves. A good company would find other things for their employees to do or (this would never happen) pay them more per hour to work fewer hours totaling the same weekly check. I feel only the elderly, overburdened, and incapable should use a cashier. If you got 2 available, working hands and can twist at the waist - get to scanning!!

I have coined the term hifellowkidsing when I struggle and fail to relate to teens. As in “I heard the neighbor kid loudly bumping what sounded like Eminem so I totally hifellowkidsed him and asked whether or not it was. He rolled his eyes and ignored me”. My only comfort is I was a horrible snot at that age, so I have karmically earned every belabored sigh and humiliated grimace.

My unasked for opinion on the word “normies” - there are some real weirdies out there that got wires crossed and they sure don’t revel in their undesired uniqueness. People who can’t sleep for more than 5 minutes spans (she exists), folks sexually attracted to shoe horns, bros who can’t feel pain and burn their hands touching the stove. Be happy most everything ended up where it should and working reasonably well - it’s not a badge of honor to be an anamoulos fringe anything. I imagine it is painful and assume very lonely. Also there is nothing more fucking pedestrian than feeling uniquely misunderstood and alone. THAT is some normie shit.

Thank you, I feel very good about my chances this go around. I’m sober because I’m a better person when I don’t drink. Up until now, I also very purposefully surrounded myself with high risk drinkers, so I knew I would not have any friends going on this journey with me.

Drinking, finally for good I hope! I’m 3.8 years in. I first blacked out at 12 and was drinking liquor regularly by 14 so booze was my way of life. I can’t socialize very well as I am naturally super awkward then never honed my “don’t be super weird” skills, but I’m finally free to live my life how I want!

But all the pages are 72. And your whole experience is also being described in real time on another page 72 elsewhere. 72s all the way down friend.

Since the green isn’t labelled “yes you can” I stopped reading…

Unfortunately work me will say whatever my coworker needs to hear to get quick, accurate replies, save anything prejudice or cruel. Did my agnostic ass happily discuss dyeing Easter eggs with an old white dude who Teamsed me “happy Easter if that’s even acceptable anymore”? Praise your white American Jesus you know I did.

Ooh what about pretopia and it can go either way? Regardless I hear you.

YES THIS! I’ve been saying over and over since 2016 - I read almost exclusively dystopic sci-fi and many books have a point where the reader thinks “run this is getting too bad it is the time to go”. I’m thinking specifically when June has no money in her bank account (yes it’s a tinge too late even then). So I’ve been trying to figure out when that point in our story will be and last year decided it is id Trump is elected again. We are a lost country and evil has won at that point.

Same! “Supports care” would have been an easier concept, though a little different from “opposes ban” I guess…

I’d like it if anyone convicted of fraud / criminal deceit / murder could never be president, but as our nation’s common sense appears to have withered and died, the intent would eventually be twisted to suit some nefarious purpose.

This is great! My husband has been suggesting gun sausage yoga where real men can be men, while also getting their stretches in…

I want everyone to be given what they need to live comfortably so they don’t get so fucking pissed off about the glaring unfairness of the world that they do a bunch of antisocial shit to cope.

Wtf is with humanity? We have a couple weird visionaries saying decades to centuries prior “heyo maybe this could lead to that and be world ending” then a handful of rich powerful folks are like yesss thank you for this blueprint.