apriorion

I understand why these artists never talk to us. I wouldn't.

Sorry, a near anagram. Leo Lizards is close.

Yeah, saw that. Sinking Ships. Didn't realize that discussion threads had to be kept to "actual news" only. I'll not bother you people again.

Oh goodness. When will Jon Voight go back to being a prostitute? Oh wait...

I don't get it, but I'm dense, so there's that.

I don't want to turn this into what has become my usual thing lately (apparently), but I really wonder about the likelihood of our ever going back, of things really getting better, of people fixing their problems, of America's chances of redeeming itself. From what I feel like I see (I realize the hedginess of that hedge), given my admittedly anecdotal experiences, the racists are only emboldened, but the smarter ones know how to find the line and tow it just so. Everyone's really worried about Trump or Mass Shooter #259 or whatever, but those aren't the real problems, now are they? It's annoying to have some pedant come along and remind us all that these are symptoms and not the underlying disease, but again, how likely is it that things are going to get better? Trump: he's just the beginning. And as for the television's so-called plan... Oh, right. Just elect Bernie, and the kiddos will all get free college. Despite how much I'd love to see Bernie take office (setting aside my qualms with his general outlook regarding higher education), I doubt in my heart, when I'm sober, that he'll be elected. I used to think that the racist types were all just going to die out, that younger generations raised on Sesame Street would all be more enlightened, but I now see young men and women entering college who are fairly unashamed in their sporting of the MAGA hat, or in denouncing abortion as murder, or even entertaining ideas of racial superiority. I'm not kidding. It's really shocking to me, but maybe I've just always been gullible and naive, even more so when I convinced myself that I had shaken off that childish weakness. For more despair, please visit my thread on the Apocalypse. (Are shameless plugs like this acceptable? I haven't seen anyone else do this.) I'm serious about wanting these thoughts to be added to this thread on "Now that Trump's president", by the way. Thanks, all.

Strange coincidence I bumped into the other day: that "Leo the Lizard" thing was rolling around in my head, and I realized that "Leo Lizard" is an anagram for "Leo Szilard", one of the theoretical physicists who realized the importance of the role of neutrons in nuclear fission. I know it's not intentional, but I have very few people to share this silliness with, so I subject you, dear reader, to that. Sorry.

Wow, hopes up and dashed so fucking quickly. Thanks, WATMM crew. It was a fun ride.

Isn't that the picture with Billy Mitchell from the '80s, that guy from "King of Kong"?

Literally had an elderly neighbor begin a conversation with me last November (just after I moved out here in cornfield and pig farm country) exactly that way.

Geezus luizus. WAIT! Isn't a notorious tee-totler who claims to have never had a drop of alcohol in his life?! So many Trump supporters around here where I live (nowhere, IA) are going to probably agree with him and toast that Franzia shit. Not even going to question his justification for that statement. Just pure dumbass tribalism. Also, he "always said" a lot of shit. How does he have time for all of the shit that he "always says" when he's always finding new things for always saying? I feel like this is a really retarded Hilbert's Hotel paradox of infinite dumbass sayings.

Oh goddammit I'm dense sorry guys

It's not a suicide fantasy so much as it is a plan for handling a predicted scenario. I'm just lacking the motivation to fight on in such a world. But I'd certainly rather be wrong and I'd definitely prefer to keep living the comfortable life I have now for another forty years instead.

Fuck that. In twenty years, I'll be dead, by hook or by heroin overdose.

The thing is, the end of the world would be comforting if it were an all-at-once flash-bang thing. That's basically how I felt when I was in Hawaii in 2018 January. (More on that another time.) But that's not really what most of will get. Most of us will be trampled to death by our own aunts and uncles, or stabbed in between the ribs repeatedly by our ex-girlfriends from the eighth grade, or smothered in our sleep by our sons. Horrible shit like that because people will want that last can of peas, or your dirty ass cup of water. "The end of the world" is a bad phrase because of how misleading it is. As Carlin correctly observed, the world (understood as the planet) will be just fine. We, on the other hand, will be fucked. But in really dumb, pointless, and severely painful ways. Like what happens any time there's a war and roving groups of testosterone-filled morons get guns and trucks.