My eyessss-- why did I read all of that???![]()
It's different for every person. I care but dissociate because all those ignorant enough to not realize all the negative consequences that will come of bringing back the clown are starting from such an intellectually disadvantaged position that lots of outreach and attempts to enlighten will be met with little success. Some of the negative effects will be immediate, but most will be long term, and it's very unlikely those ignorami can/will keep that scope in mind. Dramatic evolution of thought tends to require something major and catalytic to happen in their personal life (their children come out, drugs affecting multiple members in their family, they get laid off after years of loyalty, etc.). I don't really care about what happens to public figures, I'm talking about private life.
I think I may have disclosed my views on intelligence before, but I feel like articulating it again. Ignorance and intelligence are two active pursuits, the former working to protect holding onto personal beliefs (religion or spirituality, xenophobia, sexism, or some other psychological coping mechanism), and the latter to satisfy curiosity, ambition, and other pursuits of filling a void. The point is that being ignorant is not a passive state, and it can require just as much effort as being intelligent. So, trying to reason with someone who has a distorted worldview is itself a battle because they've invested their time and energy into fighting hard to preserve it by filtering out reason and seeking reinforcement.
In the end, there will be people fighting for the interest of the public, like in their actual interest. It won't stop all the problems we'll have to solve as a society in the months, years, and decades to come, but it's nothing new. We're still reconciling with problems created by the Obama administrations, Bush administrations, Clinton administrations, Reagan administrations et al in not so minor ways, and for that sake, the ambiguities present in laws and constitutions from hundreds of years ago. It's just becoming more increasingly sensationalized, and he's just another self-serving dipshit surrounded by other dipshits.
But yeah, I don't really engage with them because it's about the same as talking to a religious nut or a child. Well, it's like that for me no matter what. Every person I meet regardless of political view, profession, gender, race, age, etc. is basically an idiot. The trick is to keep it small so that I don't have to deal with how much of an idiot they are.
I have met people in life who aren't idiots, and they are lifelong friends even if I may only talk to them once a year, five years, decade. Don't ask about yourselves because none of you are even real. Family isn't really examined in with the same lens. However, even if I prefer keeping to myself, I am interacting with many new people regularly, and the clock always starts on having the conversation go from small talk or something esoteric to me immediately screaming inside my head, "how can I get away from this dumb fuck and their fucking dumb fuck excuse of a brain?" Anyways, I think I may have started with the intention of making a point but I kind of lost the thread to venting. Take it home and finish it for homework.
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I only persisted on reddit in stints for as long as each unique interest I had lasted, but as a whole, I gave up on all of it when they financially pushed out all the third-party apps. Now, I may periodically create a throwaway, but for some reason my unbiased feeds all start to gravitate toward car crashes. Reddit.
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Well now, that is a gratifying surprise to see mary here. He was always my favourite weirdo. I would have thought he would have transcended the material plane by now to complain directly to the godhead and kick it squarely in the goddbollocks.
As to the celibacy, that's actually the good news. Never considered it as an option before. The sense of liberation is immense and the opposite sex took up so much space in my skull cavity that I could feel tits growing out of my ears. No more pretence, or lies, or desperation to please an inferior being. My brain has been let off the leash and it now pisses as it pleases. I feel pretty damn good about it. Though, now that mary has reminded me of anal polyps, I might just knock one out for the sake of my arse. I do enjoy a good bowel movement and hope to continue to do so.
It's good to see him back, but I'm not holding out much hope for his continued presence. Men leave. I'm one of them and so was my dad.
mjmacky-
What has wanking got to do with your sphincter?
Never mind.
"Researchers have already cast much darkness on the subject, and if they continue their investigations, we shall soon know nothing at all about it."
-Mark Twain
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