As the hour approaches, I'll darken the room and pull all the curtains tight, fish a razorblade from the cupboard and queue up Steinvord. As 23:59 passes into 00:00 I will jizz myself and slit my wrist in perfect sync with *that* bit from Maelstrom. Thus I will summon the antichrist
I was given a $1500 bonus. Grand, right?* Except that they've owed me $7,000 for about eight months, and there's still no sight of it.
I just got neoliberalism'd
*more like grand and a half ROFLFLOL
I've always lived by the smell test - I'll happily keep, and eat, things well past their sell-by date as long as they smell/taste/look alright. Cheese? Cut the mouldy bit out, the rest is fine you wuss. Pasta? Don't be dumb, pasta never goes off. But today I met my match. Natural yoghurt. It smells and tastes sour anyway.
I've done a couple of really weird shits this morn
It's interesting to think that, the whole underpinning of our system of economic liberalism is that open market activity is a maximization of free choice. But IMO, free choice as a concept can become a bit shaky in our modern context where several generations have been born and raised in an environment that is saturated with broad spectrum marketing. Are your choices really your own when advertising has influenced your very upbringing? (I assume I've pinched that line of thought from Adam Curtis somewhere)
Really don't get how that's your takeaway. We've not triggered or added to anything, we're directly causing warming, totally overriding natural forcings which presently would actually be causing a very slight cooling. We're swinging atmospheric chemistry around to a level hundreds of times more extreme than anything that's happened naturally since that big space rock fucked the dinosaurs
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