Really only bothers me if I ask hey are kids welcome at this event and the reply is “Fuck no!”

I’m sure even non-Ameticans can tell the difference between an uppercase and lowercase letter L.

Or is it masturbation?

Not all libertarian-leaning people are on board with corporatism; IMO freedom is for people, not businesses.

My experience as well. Though I avoid political munis these days.

There’s dozens of us!

Memento Murray

Yes, and then I wrote a thousand-word-long poem about it.

I most used shocked pikachu and the “is this food” butterfly ones, with “fuck X, all my homies hate X” right behind.

I agree with this other Nemo. Your own site under your own control is best.

What they get is blaming others for their problems.

As a (roughly) centrist myself, I don’t think they hate us. They just see us as an obstacle to progress. Which we are, but we’re also an obstacle to backsliding. Even from within it’s easy to see that centrism is a weak position and it’s not surprising it would be despised by those with strong convictions.

But me, I’m fine with being an obstacle. If they think their way is better, they can prove it; then they’ll have my support.

Great prank, I’d definitely notice… after trying to open the wrong side twice.

Another one: Replace all the bath towels with similar, smaller towels.

Oh? They both read to me as “We can’t change the past, only the future”.

Those sentiments seem identical to me.

The Long Earth by Terry Pratchett and some guy who’s name is harder to remember.

An inventor uploads a schematic to the Internet for a cheap, easy-to-assemble device that lets anyone (or almost anyone) “step” into parallel earths. A nearly infinite stretch of untamed wilderness sees people abandoning the polluted, crowded, government-run Old Earth in search of new opportunities. The catch: No iron or iron alloys can “step” across, sending these new earths back to the bronze age.

Also: Zeppelins that are also reincarnated Buddhists that are also the first true machine intelligence; robot cats; libertarian communes; sapient nonhuman primates; sapient nonhuman non-primates; radioactive ziggurats; space programs to parallel moons; and grumpy survival chicks.

You slid it over one shoulder, not like a messenger bag, and hold it there with one hand as you walk.

No. You can’t smell over the Internet, anyway.

“Check out my hotsauce collection!” or otherwise making mundane things into competitions.

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