Years on the internet and somehow i still click on comments sections with the insanely optimistic idea that I’ll learn something new instead of being subjected to the dumbest motherfuckers online typing like their sole purpose in life is to make me want to end mine
“Wow, what an interesting post! I want to see what sort of fascinating discourse is being generated by the idea posited by the original poster” <- Me, operating under levels of delusion yet unexplained by modern science
self-checkout shoplifters and retail employees could form a political bloc so strong that it could forever change the face of american politics and bring about an entirely new marxist school of thought thats kind of like beverage-and-snack oriented Maoism
when people who want to be vaguely progressive say ‘nature’ all secular style but it’s painfully obvious they mean 'god’ while thinking they don’t mean god
“natural behaviour” “the natural body” “nature intended” “nature created” no da fuck it didn’t
seagulls have so many virtues. beautiful. sleek. bold. daring. capable of navigating land water and air. devoted mates. good parents. capable of being gay. much more intelligent than people give them credit for. adaptable. loud. can fit an entire starfish in their mouth. i could go on
robots posting memes like “metal rusts and algorithms are flawed, i’m gonna become a pristine meat creature that can grow and heal” and when reminded that disease & death exist they’re like “no i would be the epic flawless organic lifeform that i just imagined”
