Some people use it to maintain contact with long distance friends and family. Especially in scenarios where other methods are prohibited by time zone and expense. It’s also been used by whistleblowers to expose government corruption and illegal corporate machinations.

Just because it’s primary use case has been altered to favor brainrot and slop doesn’t mean it totally lacks value or usability for other uses.

Mentally perceive sounds as color. I don’t get the visual effect as with true synesthesia but more like my mind says “that sound is blue” when I hear it.

1. Those are called tankies and nobody likes them. Especially those of us on the left.

2. “Marginalizing the majority”. Yeah, because white Americans are so marginalized with their hegemonic control over the state and capital.

3. Oh, no! The economy is tanking because Juan from Chiapas got a job picking oranges for a Dole contractor in California for less than federal minimum wage because his shitbird boss pays him under the table. Do you know how fucking stupid that sounds?

No, there is no world outside of politics. The personal is political. Choosing to associate with ignorant bigots says more about your values than any half-cocked appeal to moderation.

Those mental gymnastics you perform daily to justify being friends with hateful morons must be twice as exhausting.

I love telling transphobes that they’re only mad because the ladies’ dick’s are bigger than theirs.

Have you ever considered that your buddy just might be a fucking idiot?

Reminds me of this dipshit I saw in a Starbucks once wearing one of those anti-welfare t shirts. He spent a good 20 minutes bragging to this poor young woman working the counter about how hard of a worker he is and that people on welfare are parasites.

When she asked him what he did, he sheepishly responded that he did a few hours a week of per diem work at UPS. She just rolled her eyes and asked him if he needed anything in that “buy something or get fuck out” tone.

After he left, she started talking to another employee about how much of a tool he was. The other coworker responded that he pulls this goofy anti-welfare ranting shit to try and impress new girls and that he actually lives with his parents and collects state aid himself.

Those I do know about I heard about through the grapevine or stumbled onto their Facebook profile.

One is a single mother still dressing like a bar star circa 2006 and has kids from like three different dudes. I hope she dies miserable and alone.

Another one joined the military after high school and came out as gay after she left boot. I ran into her once after and she seemed happier. I never took her bullying as seriously as I did the others because it was obvious to me even then that she was dealing with some identity shit. The late 90s wasn’t exactly a friendly time for queer folk and her friends were the small-minded dipshits whose every other word was the F slur or calling something or someone gay in a pejorative sense.

Everyone else ended up dead, a junkie or methhead, or leading lives of mediocrity after peaking in high school. I had one guy try to bully me again at a bar when we were in our 30s. I laughed in his face and told him I wasn’t a timid 14 year old anymore and that I’d happily beat the fuck out of him if he wants to step outside. Dude got real quiet before mumbling about having to work in the morning and left. Bullies will always be cowards at heart.