Whats_your_reasoning @ Whats_your_reasoning @lemmy.world

In case you can't tell, I'm passionate about rationality and critical think

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I'm relieved I'm not the only one that saw a drink. I was wondering what a nearly-overflowing mug of iced coffee had to do with space.

At least he is married to a man. All Melania has is a geriatric toddler.

It's a self-preservation attempt. It's the same reason bullies amass followers. Appeasing the powerful jerk usually works to prevent being targeted by them.

However, that would require the powerful jerk to actually value that sort of loyalty.

It's clear that neither Trump nor Musk feel any kind of obligation to those who've lifted them up. Like many bootlickers across the United States, Kanye over-values his own importance and expects others to view him the same - similar to how many immigrants voted for Trump, thinking that surely they were the exception to all his anti-immigrant rhetoric, all the while refusing to listen to those of us who said they'd be lumped in together regardless.

People's inability to share another person's perspective has absolutely shredded our social fabric.

Scantily-clad people? On my internet?

Such a preposterous proposition!

I have had a in-depth conversation with something who believed that Shrek was the incarnation of God

I would love to hear their reasoning. That is fascinating.

If we're going to rename it anyway, can we pick someone better to honor? Hernán Cortés was a narcissistic conquistador who destroyed the Aztec empire.

Fishing, a hobby reliant on both skill and luck, where practioners must be patient for long periods of time...

Yeah, I just don't see Trump doing that. Even if somehow he were roped into a fishing event, he'd probably make someone else hold his fishing rod and do all the work. He'd still take credit if that person made an impressive catch, of course. But if they didn't catch the absolute Biggliest fish? He could simply deny having taken part in the activity.

Now that I'm thinking about it, I wonder how many Trump voters would change their mind if Trump joined regular, working class people for a day of fishing. No, seriously. Although I don't fish, my dad's an outgoing fisherman, who chats up everyone with a rod out at the lake. I can imagine lots of fishers being excited to have Trump around - at first. But his boasting, his impatience, and his loud voice scaring fish could become very grating very fast. He'd probably have no idea how to hold a flopping fish, a skill that most fishers figure out while still kids, sometimes through the peer pressure of laughter... Which makes it easy to imagine Trump's illusion of "strong masculinity" shattering the moment a slimy fish tail flails across his orange face (go ahead - take a moment to picture it. You deserve a treat.) People would laugh, Trump would feel his ego bruise, and he'd react the way we all know he would - like a toddler.

Yeah, some voters would walk away with their opinions unchanged, but it would be very eye-opening for many.

I joke that it's the Very Wasteful Caterpillar. Damn thing eats a single hole through the middle of a fruit, abandons it, and moves onto the next food item. Not cool, caterpillar. Not cool.

I'm saving your comment because this was my exact experience, too, and I'm glad to see this silver lining occurred for others.

These people truly are mentally children, running around playing grown-up. Meanwhile, when I was an actual child, I was expected to be held to the same standards as grown-ups by Boomer parents (and as you likely know, autism + adults not explaining their social expectations = very difficult childhood.)

It's been a trip to see high-level government absolutely sucking at skills that I struggled with for ages, skills that I have been made to feel bad about for lacking. I work harder any day that I go out into public, even if it's my day off, than any of these privileged losers ever seem to. I have to be extremely mindful of myself - my posture, my tone of voice, my volume, my face (can't have resting bitch face), on top of whatever other tasks I have to do, every second of every minute that I'm around other people. I'm also expected to be aware of and mindful of the feelings of those around me, so I have to also accurately rate their posture, tone, etc. Fail any of these things, and anything I say or do has a chance of being misinterpreted poorly. It's fucking exhausting, and I wish there were more understanding and acceptance that allowed us to relax.

These are part of a whole set of skills - situational awareness, social awareness, self awareness - that the modern GOP appears to completely lack. They were raised without needing to apply them, and we can see evidence of their privileged backgrounds whenever they pull some tone-deaf stunt and still expect approval. Whenever I'm feeling down, I can remind myself that I may not be perfect, but at least I'm not as out-of-touch as they are.

Getting apologies would be nice, but it starts with acceptance. Right now, if a Trump voter can accept that they messed up or were led astray, and they can be convinced to join the resistance, that's all I care about. I care less about hearing an "I'm sorry" than I do about having more people on the streets today - actions speak louder than words, and to turn down someone who's joined our side over something as petty as "Have you apologized yet?" would do little more than push people away.

We need a united front right now, and just as former Trump voters have to suck up the bad feelings of having contributed to this mess, we have to hold off on purity-testing our fellow protesters and accept that to fight the oligarchs, it takes all of us, regardless of our feelings toward each other.

Do you have an idea of what episode that was from?

Oh god, it looks like it's about to sing.

Is that an opinion among history experts, or a deduction based on your observations? I've never heard this theory before, but I'd love to read more if you've got information.

Nah, I imagine whatever demon got ownership of Donny would win the jackpot. Trump isn't the first of his kind, he's barely special at all when lined up next to other self-indulgent, hate-filled dictators who had amassed power throughout human history. Hell would have plenty of experience with his kind, and thus would know exactly what to do with Donny.

Each of those former-rulers had legions of people who absolutely detested them. There'd probably be a celebration when a massive shitbag like that finally passes the gates of Hell. A creative demon would probably recognize and exploit that energy somehow, maybe by offering people a break from being tortured, and instead getting a chance to torture such an individual for a set amount of time. (Probably charging the people for the opportunity, too, since I assume Hell would be capitalist. But I disgress.) Point is, a demon would have a lot of options with a ward like Donny.

Women almost always date men who man more.

Well, yeah. It's easier for a man to man, than for a woman to man. That tracks.

there were several congressional acts which pushed for independent analysis to get to the truth of these matters.

It's wild to imagine the U.S. congress actually promoting independent scientific research. I wish I lived in a world like that.

And if you went around distributing it without clearly informing of it’s THC/CBD ratio and the implications thereof?

Say you've never been to a legal dispensary without saying you've never been to a legal dispensary.

I've been to cannabis dispensaries in five different states. Never have I ever seen anything sold without clear labeling of the THC/CBD ratio (as well as listing percentages of various other terpenes), but also every container features a warning about health risks. The high potency products I've bought all contain labels that specifically highlight their strength, and warn about an increased risk of psychosis.

Yeah, it would be nice if there could be more specific information on the labels, or a unified authority across the US to enforce standards across states. Unfortunately, anti-cannabis zealots have done well to hold back research by keeping cannabis illegal, while simultaneously using lack of research as a reason for keeping it illegal.

I second your position. I'm a recreational user, but my girlfriend has chronic pain and a medical card. If we take the same dosage, I can be halfway to my limit while she's only just starting to feel a high. If only low-potency cannabis were available, I can't imagine the dosages she'd have to consume. If it were too weak, it wouldn't be an option for her at all.

At least with high-potency cannabis, she is able to avoid opioids, which would be far more dangerous for her.

If you’ve reached a bond where you’re comfortable telling someone that they are your favorite coworker, chances are they appreciate your company, too. At the very least, people like compliments, and being told your somebody’s favorite coworker can be especially impactful.

I imagine you’d be welcome, or even that some people would be disappointed if you didn’t join them.

Did you date my former coworker? I used to use a chartreuse coathanger because it was the only one of that color, which made it easy for me to spot. One day, as I was putting my coat away, this coworker started talking as if we were already mid-way through an argument. "It's so green. I don't know why you said it's yellow." Huh? I had no idea what he was talking about at first. I asked if he meant my coathanger, and I responded that I didn't know what color it was. (I didn't know what "chartreuse" meant yet.) He ranted on, claiming we fought about it once before, even though this was the first time he'd even talked about my coathanger. It was bizarre.

I think that guy had something psychologically troubling going on. I'd also seen him: ask a question, make up an answer for that question, then immediately proceed to believe the answer he made up with 100% certainty. The question? "How do those Magic Eraser cleaning sponges work?" His answer? "They use paint." I asked how it could possibly match the color of every surface it's used on, but he insisted his answer must be right. Truly magical thinking.

I also saw him watch an ad for a random product, then promptly declare that he needed that product. I had always thought of ads as something to tune out, but he legit followed them as if they were friends giving advice. I had never seen anything like that.