PrimeMinisterKeyes @ PrimeMinisterKeyes @lemmy.world

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Sidney Harris taught me otherwise.
EDIT: I just saw he turned 91 yesterday. Happy Birthday, Mr. Harris!

Thanks for this. I could watch this channel all day long.

Ever seen DMSO solidify upon cooling? I wouldn't even call it vitrification, it obviously has macroscopically large crystalline domains. It would be like putting rocks in your veins. I mean it kind of works fine for single cells because the failures* can be treated as a statistic, but anything on the scale of organs will become damaged just too badly.

See e.g. what happens to frozen sperm cells: "chromatin disruption through protamine translocations, DNA fragmentation, and lesions to genes involved in fertilization capability and embryonic development [...] are known consequences of the cryopreservation process."

It can burn diamond at 720 °C, what do you think it'll do to soft tissue over the course of an entire lifetime. Things helping aerobic life survive are
a) partially consisting of partially oxidized polymers in the form of carbohydrates (remember, the only thing that cannot burn is what has already been burned);
b) oxygen's peculiar, natural triplet state which greatly slows down its kinetics compared e.g. to its horrible relative, ozone.

Midnight Oil made a song about it, "Power and the Passion."

Found the mathematician that contributes to Urban Dictionary in this free time.

Few people realize that a) burn-out has a high probability of recidivism; b) it changes the body, too. You develop a plethora of new nerve endings that fire discomfort and pain and that take years to diminish once you've made it through the acute phase.
You totally, literally become crippled by the system, and some people set themselves up for it willingly, kamikaze-style, thereby raising the bar for all others as well.

See also: System justification

I use the wage filter on Stepstone because I don't want to sift through more than 20 pages of job ads each week. Also, I'm seeing more and more companies asking for your expected salary when applying on their web page anyway. If they don't, I just put in the number at the end of my cover letter. Cuts through the bullshit.
Sure, I'm getting an order of magnitude fewer interviews this way, but on the other hand, I'm not wasting hours on dressing up and preparing myself, potentially even taking a day off and travelling out to the fucking company because they insist on meeting me in person, only to stare into blank faces after having answered the final interview question about my salary expectations.
Rather recently, when I was in sudden dire need of a job, I could not pull that shit off, obviously, but I still managed to get more than in my previous job. Then again, it turned out to be the fucking worst job I ever had, by far, so there's that, too.

I was once offered a job peddling prescription drugs to GPs on behalf of several manufacturers. These marketing companies are mass-interviewing, you know. And so, there's never a shortage of these hawkers.
Ever wondered why you have to sit in the waiting room for a full hour when your appointment is scheduled at 8? Your doctor is talking to salespeople.

You know I've started to get the impression that the impoverished part of the right-wing electorate has long given up on looking for a solution that could really improve their lives. Instead, they want the government to create a new underclass of people made up of immigrants, leftists and criminals that they can look down on.

Isn't the works committee just that part of management that's been elected by the employees?

♫ I'm a walking nightmare, an arsenal of doom
I can kill conversation as I walk into the room
I'm a three line whip, I'm the sort of thing they ban
I'm a walking disaster, I'm a demolition man ♫

Try 15 years. There was this cute girl who'd always kind of hang around in the background, but never said a word. She made a big mistake by repeatedly sending her solid-10 friend to talk to me about her, and we fell in love instead.
Years later, another girl tried the genius tactic of inviting me and about a dozen gorgeous female friends of hers to a bar, then sitting straight across the table from me and just glaring at me intensely. I started thinking "gee, she must really hate me" and made my move on the girl sitting next to me. Who was the only one I could actually talk to, because it was just too noisy in that bar.
There were other times when I immediately picked up hints from girls because they made it abundantly clear what they want from me, but they simply weren't my type, so I basically ignored them, which only made them try harder. I realize now that to them, genuine disinterest and blissful ignorance must be indistinguishable.

"Stu you loved it, you were crying saying how special it was. I had to slow down so I didn't drop my load too quick."

I've been lurking for months before joining and honestly, the voting appears quite random. If you post a comment early in any thread, it'll probably get upvoted even when it's totally silly and inane, as long if it can be construed as being in good faith. Write that same shit a few hours later, it'll go into the abyss.
I'd say it's still better than on That Other Site where you can get a good idea from the headline alone what the hackneyed 'top' comments will be like.

"In the corporate world, nobody has any compassion, ever." - A friend told me as I was about to take my first real job. Brutal and maybe exaggerated, but exactly what I needed to manage my own expectations.

♫ The rooms were so much colder then
My father was a soldier then
And I was so much older then
WHEN I WAS YOOOOUNG ♫

Animals
Better version, featuring the exact quote

To the top with you!

Means... of production.