"However the disease finally got to her and she fell fatally ill. In the Sick Bay as she breathed her last, she was surrounded by Captain Kirk, Mr. Spock, Dr. McCoy, and Mr. Scott, all weeping unashamedly at the loss of her beautiful youth and youthful beauty, intelligence, capability and all around niceness. Even to this day her birthday is a national holiday of the Enterprise."
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"In a week, who's going to care?" got me through. Although "week" scales; substitute for "month" or "year". Some of high school required "ten years" and even that wasn't enough. However, when you can't dilute a problem through time you know you've discovered an actual issue. "In four years who's going to care" got me through the worst shit in high school because my problems were largely situational.
"That which does not kill you makes you stronger" but it can also make you a mean sonofabitch. When my mom divorced my dad he stopped drinking and started exercising because the settlement gave her (and her new husband) half of his estate "and he'd be goddamned if he'd let that bitch outlive him."
The suicides of my generation all involved tall balconies. I suspect they've locked all those off from you whelps as a consequence. My apologies.
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Thought Daddy checking in.
It's a pernicious cycle - you're curious about the world, so you think about it and research. Then you form opinions. Then you have a conversation about something and you espouse that opinion. Because you've thought about it and they haven't, you become "someone to ask questions of." Do it enough and eventually people come to you with questions you haven't thought about. Then, to please your friends, you do your research on the spot and attempt to provide reasoned guidance. Before you know it, you've become an authority.
It's reassuring to think "that's okay, they'll only stick to their areas of expertise" and true to form, I go out of my way to say when I don't know something. But I also know that espousing ignorance about something solidifies my authority when I profess knowledge. When I take pains to lay out my bias, I convince myself that I'm giving a qualified opinion. But I know on some level that laying out some biases gives my audience permission (encouragement) to disregard any biases I may not be aware of.
I don't do this shit for money. I'm not qualified to take it. The Internet has been encouraging me to write my memoirs for fifteen fuckin' years now but sweet holy jesus nobody wants to read that shit and I sure don't want to write it. But the fact that I don't consider my own experiences worthy of praise doesn't stop people from asking me for life advice about all sorts of shit they should be asking a psychologist or counselor.
And I try.
(didja notice how the last paragraph is a painful exemplar of the paragraph before?)
If I believed my own press more, or if I was interested in a public-facing career, or if I hadn't decided 15 years ago that "blogger" sounded too much like "leper" for me to have much interest I would have been one of those wannabe Jordan Petersons or Sam Harrises. I mean, I can see there from here. Learning is like slapping your hand on a Van de Graff generator. Talking publicly is like jumping in a giant box of packing peanuts. They stick to you. If you like it, you become a thought daddy. If you don't, you become a cranky-ass curmudgeon on some internet backwater.
The Civil Rights Act of 1964 was passed by a Democratic house, a Democratic Senate and signed by a Democratic president, which caused George Wallace to run as an Independent, which cost the Democrats the South, which made Nixon president.
Historical truths are valuable. Contemporary truths are generally more relevant. The contemporary truth is that the Democrats don't sponsor voter ID laws.
- "You know that we just won the Eurovision with the song 'Toy.' Well, the F-35 is not a toy," he said.
THE CRINGE IT BURNS
- The US has certainly put a lot of faith in a programme that is expected to run through to 2070 and is projected to cost $1.5tn by then.
That's pretty much a tacit admission that we're done with fighters after this one. It's effectively the fat rhinestone Elvis of fighter planes.
What's funny is it'll be escorting B-52s that will to them be what Sopwith Camels are to us.
You're talking about signaling without understanding signaling. You're espousing your own baseline as the one true baseline. Knock it back a notch: when you were a kid, you'd work up your nerve to call a girl on the phone. "The phone" is your baseline. Was "the phone" your parents' baseline? I'll bet it wasn't. I'll bet asking in person was the baseline, or passing a note. Asking on the phone was quite possibly sloppy. Were your grandparents old enough to ask the girl's parents if you could take her out? How would that go over with your parents? How would it go over with you? My wife was asked out via letter when she was in high school. Perfectly acceptable in what? The 1930s? It made the dude a dangerous deviant in my wife's eyes and rightly so. He's ignoring the registers of communication and going straight from "casual discussion" to "papal bull."
It's possible cell phones were a thing by the time you graduated from high school. You may have known a few friends who had them. But I reckon you also grew up with answering machines. And aside from phone calls, notes in class and in person, you had three different ways to flirt. Now? Your channels include
- face to face
...and shit, dude, I'm older than you. I'm probably missing half a dozen. But I also know that I communicate with people in their 20s differently than people in their 40s differently than people in their 60s and none of them appreciate mixing it up.
And who are you signaling to, anyway? "I wish to strive, give me extra knowledge!" might interest a professor for a little while. It will certainly signal to everyone around you that you're a brown-nosing sonofabitch. That professor? You're done with them in 12 weeks. Those classmates? That's your dating and friend pool. It's not an automatic decision.
Not a week goes by my art teacher doesn't apologize to me for the elementary bullshit we're doing. But not a lesson goes by that we don't do a bunch of elementary bullshit. I have no doubts that if it weren't a 100-level course, we might be doing different stuff. But I'm stuck in exactly the same inertial glidepath as the girl who asked today "so what's the ratio between the circle's circumference and its diameter?" ("3.14") "Precisely?" ("well, no, precisely pi") "every time?"
Every time, babe. Every time.
Makeup companies never sponsor tiny shit because there's no guarantee their stuff will look good and the prodco doesn't wanna be forced to only use shots the makeup company approves. "Travel" companies? Can you name one?
Travel Channel greenlit four episodes of television. Shit's gonna be stupid cheap.
I'm just going to leave you with this.
Mutherfucker Ancient Aliens is in its thirteenth season.
- Said Fox: “I would describe myself as a seeker. A seeker is someone who is never content to have obtained enough knowledge. History only gives us a one-sided view of the truth. That’s something I know from personal experience. My own history has been rewritten by other people who had a vested interest in changing the narrative. I haven’t spent my entire life building a career in academia so I don’t have to worry about my reputation or being rebuked by my colleagues, which allows me to push back on the status quo. So much of our history needs to be re-examined.”
Honestly, I would much rather have a bored hot chick ask "were there Amazons" than pointyhair going all Von Daniken on everything.
- Now she is embarking on an epic and personal journey across the globe, where archaeologists and experts will re-examine history, asking tough questions and challenging the conventional wisdom that has existed for centuries. The series will delve into some of the greatest mysteries of time, including whether Amazon women really existed or if the Trojan War was real.
An "epic and personal journey across the globe." Okay, we're shooting for four episodes; that's 160 minutes of content. Who's the production company?
- Production company Karga Seven Pictures, based in Los Angeles and Istanbul, specializes in factual, scripted and branded content. Productions include Hunting Hitler for History, Booze Traveler for Travel Channel, Shot in the Dark for Netflix, City of Secrets for Fox Turkey, and Hard to Killfor Discovery Channel.
With international travel, you're going to have host, makeup, line producer and maaaaayyyyybe a shooter/AC/etc guy. Everything else is gonna be local crew. This is splinter shit; Golf Channel-level production. If it weren't for some site getting their panties in a twist you wouldn't even know about it. Be honest. When was the last time you even thought about Megan Fox? I needed to figure out if she was Lindsay Lohan.
I think she is.