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I just feel like writing, let's see where this goes... fair warning The Walking Dead is my emotional support zombie apocalypse.
The world ended twenty-five years ago, there are arguments about which DAY it happened on, but we all agree the third week of May was when the shit officially hit the fan.
There had been reports on the news, on the internet, some people even took out YouTube ads in a desperate attempt to save people's lives... or so I've been told.
I was born at the end of May in the year following the end of the world, everything I know about the world before the fall I've been told or shown by other people. I've never even seen the world outside these walls except for the view of it from the top of the wall.
It irks me that a huge new world awaits beyond our gates, but nobody is allowed out to explore it.
It's been twenty years since anyone from the outside has even made contact with us. As far as we know, everyone out there could be either dead or living a normal life like how it was before!
I've applied for special permission to go on a fact-finding expedition beyond the walls six times in 6 years...
As I stare down at the paper in my shaking hand, I can barely resist the urge to crumple it up into a ball and throw it on the ground.
If they won't let me out, I guess I'll have to break out.
This place, West Eden, Texas, isn't bad. Don't get me wrong... but I need to see the world for myself, and they're standing in my way.
My teachers taught me that reanimated corpses wiped out nearly all animals and people a quarter of a century ago... but that can't be possible. Dead bodies don't walk. They don't eat. They don't do anything but rot. Even if they did do everything that the history books claim, the rotting part surely would've gotten them long before now, right?
I believe it's safe to go out there, and I want to prove it.
If nothing else, our people deserve to know that they are free to go live however they see fit wherever they see fit.
The rules here are strict.
Very strict.
And the punishments are harsh.
Both of them.
30 days in no-contact solitary confinement in a 20x20 windowless efficiency apartment stacked with one month worth of essentials, the rule book, a bed, desk, chair, and lamp awaits anyone who breaks any rule that does not earn them an automatic death sentence.
Attempting to escape this place is not against the rules... I guess they never figured anyone would want to with zombies crawling out of the woodwork everywhere else in the world.
West Eden isn't a city. It's a fortress of sorts built by some crazy billionaire who invented some sort of power efficiency device that allowed the government to keep drones aloft for months at a time between refueling. She was thought to be the "battiest billionaire of all time," according to the People magazine in the school library.
When she started putting up a gargantuan concrete wall around a patch of the Texas panhandle twenty miles wide by twenty miles deep people jeered and laughed and called her crazy, racist, xenophobic - you name it.
The propaganda wall in the high school library is a visual record of how media can be used to spread false malicious narratives to make sure we never allow that to happen again.
But sometimes I wonder if it IS happening again. Why won't they let me out? I'm a rule abiding citizen. I do my civic duties. I uphold our golden creed... so why can't I go see the world for myself?
I ponder this question in my mind for the rest of the day while I complete my daily training at the dojo, firing range, and obstacle course, while I do my job at the cannery, even while I try to fall to sleep.
Why won't they just let me leave? I haven't done anything wrong, so why can't I leave?
Is it because they've done something wrong? Have they lied to us? The gates have not opened - we've had no contact with the outside world for twenty years. Did the world end? Did zombies eat everybody?
Or did the "batty billionaire" bar the gates and lie straight to our faces?
I wonder if they'd have taught us about Occam's Razor if they'd suspected someone might ask that question one day?
I've lived here since the day I was born, and not once has anyone inside these walls seen a zombie with their own eyes in that entire time.
I have to do something. If what they say about the world is true, then I'll probably wind up getting what I deserve for doubting reality when it was staring at me from the page of a history book.
But if I'm right... I can offer a new life to ten thousand people who never knew they had an option beyond the "30 days or death" justice framework that may indeed ensure peace, harmony, and productivity, as claimed, but it also turns people into little more than slaves doing whatever they need to in order to survive and maintain their sanity.
Everyone here seems to enjoy living here, they're comfortable, they know the rules, the rules aren't really that hard to follow, and they have not a care in the world because everything they need is provided for them every day, week, or month - like clockwork.
This place really is like the garden of Eden in so many ways. Hunger, despair, desperation, poverty, wealth, racism, crime, pollution - these are things we read about but have no personal knowledge of.
But without the option of leaving, what are we? Prisoners? Hostages? Caged birds? Are we pets? Pampered, sure, but only when we know and stay in our place. One toe out of line will cost us 30 days of our lives... but some folks don't make it 30 days. For some, the prolonged isolation is too unbearable to live with. For others, the mental anguish of that experience leaves them with a hollow look in their eye and a defeated tilt to their shoulders that never quite goes away.
I dont want to be one of them. I want neither 30 days nor death. I just want to leave.
During survival and evasion training in middle school, we had to basically watch and learn about the dos and don'ts of survival in the wilderness by watching an old TV show that were part of Batty's video archives when the doors to Eden closed and the world wide web went offline.
The premise of the show is that 10 men and women skilled in wilderness survival would be dropped off in a remote location with cameras they have to operate themselves and 10 items of their choosing from a pre-approved list of items.
The premise of the class was to study what made the losers lose and the winners win and debate the various tactics each could have used to have survived and thrived much more comfortably and successfully than they actually had been on the show.
I'm thinking about that class because it gives me a good idea about what items I'll need to gather in order to both escape this place and survive once I do - whether theyre right or not, i saw nothing all the way to the horizon, from the top of the wall. I could be days or weeks from making contact with another living person or thing.
I need to pack light, though. I have to repell down a 100' wall in under 10 minutes, including rope retrieval, or I risk being caught by security patrols on top of the wall - they walk in double circles, one in each direction, so that their paths cross every 15 minutes, which means I have to get the timing perfect or risk being put to death on a trumped up charge like treason since what I'm doing isn't technically against the rules but is definitely not allowed.
Gathering the items I need won't be hard. They're common everyday items, but the quantity of rope I need is going to pose a problem.
The wall is 100 feet high, but it's also 100 feet deep, and by design, there is nothing a rope can tie to/around or a grapple can grapple to on the outside portion of the wall... all of the light posts, hand rails, and things like that are op against the inside portion of the wall, the stadium lights to light up the field below the wall are up over 300 feet in the air just to avoid having anything close enough to the outer edge to give a would be invader a chance to help others reach the top of the wall.
To repell to safety, I'll need a little over 400 feet of rope... and it only comes in 50 foot sections, maximum, here.
Our work is our currency. Our day job and civic duties buy us everything we could possibly want or need that exists inside these walls... but purchases are tracked and quantities are expected to remain reasonable. I can't just pop down to the hardware store and swipe my multipass for nine lengths of rope. I can't go there nine times and swipe 1 length of rope because that doesn't work either.
How long would it take between purchases to keep them from being suspicious? Too long.
Petty theft is 30 days... but if they caught me with more than one pilfered rope... well, that could lead to treason charges.
I could swipe 2 ropes at the hardware store and not raise any flags... that leaves me needing to steal seven new ropes from anywhere else but the hardware store.
But where do you find new rope besides the hardware store in West Eden?
No way am I risking a 100-foot repell on 400 feet of NOT new rope that I found in the back of someone's garage.
I wracked my brain for 3 days before I had an Eureka moment during daily training when I saw a mounted security officer escorting an escaped steer back to the slaughterhouse during my five mile run.
Cowboys!
Cowboys always have rope, and they keep it in good shape!
So, a week after that epiphany, I snuck into the tack room of stable at a nearby cattle ranch.
West Eden has twenty cattle ranches that operate a genetically clean and controlled breeding operation that produces enough beef to feed us all fresh beef a few times a week, year-round. Combined with the chicken pig, goat, rabbit, and fowl farmers, we have no shortage of meat. And thanks to our crop farmers, grains, fruits, and vegetables are in abundant supply as well.
Food has never been an issue here, and thankfully, raising beef requires a lot of good rope!
It was tough resisting the urge to take all 7 ropes from this one farm and be done with it, but someone would notice seven missing ropes.
I checked them out with an extremely critical eye and chose the best rope they had, stuffed it in my backpack and ran all the way home.
The clock on my microwave said it was 3:37a.m. when I slipped into my house after the first successful theft attempt of my life.
The exhilaration of having pulled off such a dastardly deed had me alternately laughing out loud, trembling, and fist pumping the air for the first little while after I got home. Once that feeling faded I finally managed to get to sleep. Work and civic duties the next day were doubly difficult for being exhausted while doing them...
Old Batty had designed this place to be completely impenetrable from the ground, and she was so proud of her designs that she made us all take a class specifically on West Eden's defensive fortifications.
The same measures that keep out anything and anyone who might want to break in make it difficult on anyone looking to break as well.
Tunneling is impossible. In addition to being 100 feet high and thick, the wall has a section that is 10 feet thick, under the center that goes down to the water table some hundred and fifty feet below the surface.
The gates are not only guarded 24/7 by guards, they're also monitored and recorded 24/7 by the security office. And if that wasn't enough, they required a 2 key authentication failsafe in order to get the hydraulics online to move the foot thick steel doors that each weigh more than my house... for shits and giggles, old batty made sure one key was needed on each side of the gateway's 50-foot width, and they had to be turned within 2 seconds of each other.
This woman must be the most paranoid person who's ever had two dimes to rub together.
The one thing she didn't count on was someone on the inside actually being determined to get out. If she had, she would've made it harder to get to the top of the wall from the inside.
It took me two weeks to gather my seven stolen ropes.
The amount of paranoia I experienced during my clandestine trips to seven carefully selected cattle ranches here in West Eden planted a seed of doubt in my mind. If stealing a few ropes feels like this, what is it going to feel like exploring a world i know nothing about except that it might be full of zombies and / or bad people and / or vicious wild animals?
The intensity of my emotions is completely foreign to me. I can't name one time in my entire life that I felt an emotion so strongly that my entire body pulsed with barely contained energy as if one little pinprick to my skin could cause me to burst like a soap bubble - until now.
Tonight is the night.
I'll need all the head start I can get. There's nothing but a sea of grass between me and the horizon in any direction. I'll have just one night to get beyond the horizon... how far away is the horizon? I don't recall learning about that in school. I wish there was someone I could ask. But there isn't, so I'll just have to pace myself and run all night.
East. I'm running east, into the rising sun. It should buy me a little more time in the morning - just in case. Plus I'll be able to get my bearings and find my way from one previously thriving metropolis to another much more easily once I reach the Mississippi River.
If I reach the Mississippi River.
No. I WILL reach the Mississippi River. No ifs, ands, or buts about it, I'll reach that river even if I have to crawl!
More later....
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The earth is dying.
We probably didn't do it.
We probably won't be able to stop it.
We can stop it.
But we probably won't.
Everything we associate with global climate change is due to only one thing. The hole in the ozone layer.
We discovered it in the 1970s we heard all about it in the 80s and 90s but we stopped hearing about it in the new millenia. It doesn't even get a passing mention these days.
I want you to think of a soap bubble - like the kind you blow through a wand as a kid, a really big one.
Bigger.
Bigger.
The size of our ozone layer.
See all those swirls of color on the surface of the giant soap bubble? See how they're constantly in motion? That's our atmosphere. Those swirls of color are winds carrying moisture and chemicals and particulates all over the globe. Storms form when two large and powerful winds that are both heavy with moisture slam into each other in the atmosphere.
We found a giant hole in the soap bubble. Imagine blowing a soap bubble on a bubble wand very carefully so it doesn't blow off. Imagine blowing it really big. Bigger. Bigger - you get the picture? Now Imagine you stop blowing. What happens? The bubble shrinks, right?
So, what I'm saying is, we're spewing atmosphere into space. We have been for a long time. Thankfully, we're creating atmosphere at a pace that almost matches the speed at which we're spewing it. Almost. But not quite.
10,000 years ago the Sahara desert was lush and green and bursting with life.
25,000 years ago the American southwest was green and lush, too - Las Vegas back then was a lot like the Amazon rainforest is now.
We have to close the hole.
But the hole is the only thing stopping us from suffocating in all the pollution we're producing.
We're venting water into space. A small amount, yes. But water isn't a renewable resource. Not at the rate we're losing it.
We need to thicken the ozone layer to keep the planet from drying up but if we do that we and a lot of other species might die from pollution... we don't know how thick the ozone layer was before the hole formed... but it had to be thicker than it is.
We can create ozone - we can close the hole.
We can end the climate crisis and stabilize both the climate and the weather(for the most part). Imagine a world with no tornados, no hurricanes, no droughts, no blizzards... it's possible.
We have to end fossil fuels as an energy source. If we don't we will literally destroy the entire eco system and kill ourselves and millions of other species. The world will recover. It'll take a few million years - but it will recover. Our species won't be here to see it. Because if we don't end fossil fuels we'll choke the surface of the planet to death on pollution. Land, water - too polluted to grow most plants or support much life in the form of a very few species from which many new species will evolve by the time the ecosystem recovers from fossil fuel damage.
We can do it. We can end fossil fuels and begin healing the ozone layer. We can do it in the next 10 years with enough money invested in it.
It'd cost a few billion dollars to get started. Maybe 50 people on the planet could afford to pay for it out of their pocket and not really miss the cost of saving us all. Don't hold your breath waiting for one to step up.
How can one rich person save the world? By replacing fossil fuels with free energy. It's not a myth. It's entirely workable.
First you need a powerful magnet. I recommend a N52 or higher neodymium magnet. Make it 2 inches thick 4 inches tall and 8 inches long. It should be magnetized so that one of the 2x4 ends is positively and the other is negatively charged.
Take a ring of pure iron that is 5 inches tall, 1 - 2" thick, and has an inside diameter of about 10 inches and coat it in gold. Inside the inner portion of the ring you're going to place blocks of copper with a wire attachments on the ends, in place of traditional coils(I'll call these "coils" from here on out but they aren't really traditional coils). There should be 8 of these coils, and they should be 4 inches tall about an inch thick and 2 inches wide... it's not a bad idea to coat them in gold for longevity... they should be positioned so that they line up perfectly with the top and bottom of the 2x4 ends of the magnet and are about 1/2" from the top and bottom of the inside of the ring. They should be attached to the ring using a method to ensure maximum conductivity.
The magnet should have slightly rounded ends so that it fits inside this ring of coils and comes within a hair's breadth of touching them. It should be attached via a brace in the center of an axel so that it can spin perfectly centered inside the coils while not quite touching them. I'll call this metal ring, coil, and magnet on an axel device the "core" from here on out.
This axel with the magnet atrached to it should be driven by a 1 or 2 Kw e-bike type brushless electric motor.
The motor should be driven by a controller box, like an e-bike controller which should be powered by a 48v or higher lifepo4 battery with at least 100 to 200 amp hours capacity and a fairly fast charging speed.
By elevating the core and using a large gear on the axel we can use a small gear on the motor to give more torque and make it easier to prevent overheating the core or the motor.
The coils should be attached to wires that connect them to a voltage regulator/transformer that can regulate the wild electricity produced by the core and transform it into a 50 or 60ghz 120 or 240v feed...whatever matches the local power feed for the region its intended to be used in.
If my calculations are correct that whole set up: the core, the motor, the battery, the transformer box( I call all of that in one device my "generator") should produce enough electricity to run at least 1 to 5 houses, depending on their size and what not, without ever having a brown out moment. If tied to the grid all excess power can be shunted down the line and used for things like traffic signals and street lights. If every house has this as it's energy source and we scale this up a bit to match the needs of any building... any car, any ship, any train, any jet even... we can end fossil fuels.
To keep the battery charged the charger should be able to charge it at its maximum safe charge speed, which will make it so the battery can keep powering the motor while it charges. Side note: program the charger to only kick on when the battery reaches 10 - 25% capacity and kicks off at 100% to extend the life of the battery.(the charger plugs right into any outlet and should be left plugged in at all times.)
So why would it take billions? To set up the manufacturing centers and start producing these on a massive scale.
Sell them for 3 - 5x overhead until the cost of setting everything up is recouped then drop it to 2x overhead, flat, and you'd be a trillionaire before you died of old age if you're under 60 now - even if you split the profits with me.
The problem is that replacing fossil fuels only solves the choking to death on pollution issue, it doesn't solve the ozone issue.
That's the expensive part.
You'd need to use this generator to power ozone generators. You'd need to build a network of steel towers across a huge swath of Antarctica, right in the center where noting lives or roams. Imagine the Eiffel Tower, but instead of that iconic rotunda thing at the top, imagine a giant steel toilet brush made of rebar. Now pack those towers together in such a way that when you add massive amounts of electricity to those rebar bristles they spark off of each other - basically creating an ocean of lightning a hundred or more feet off the ground. Of course, each tower would require its own generator or bank of generators and it/they would need to be inside a structure (built between the base feet of the tower) that's not easily damaged by cold - fireproof helps, too.
Ozone is formed by electrical discharge in air. The only way to make enough to patch up the hole in the ozone layer and rethicken the ozone layer in time to prevent catastrophe is to create this massive field of lightning generating towers.
If you want to save the world build the generators, build the towers, end fossil fuels, generate ozone.
I've worked on this problem since I was a kid - over 30 years now. I don't have the money to build my generator. I have no choice but to give it away like this because I'll never have the money to build it. But we need it.
Our planet IS dying. We didn't cause it, I don't think, but we can fix it.
My generator, one rich person, and a whole lot of steel can save the planet.
If you've got the money, build it.
Save us.
Get even filthy-rich-er.
I'll answer any questions you have about any part of the device, just message me.
I'm giving up my life's work and every dream I ever had, right here and right now, in this post - in hopes that somehow, someday, someone will build the generator and the lightning field and save the world.
#free energy#electricity#save the world#end fossil fuels#rich people#elon musk#bill gates#engineering#save us
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Tax code idea.
Abolish 100% of current code.
Replace it with:
20% transaction tax at point of sale for all goods and services.
A tax exemption will be created for transactions using a government issued benefits card to pay for goods or services. For example a purchase is tax exempt if made using a card containing government issued benefits such as food stamps, SSI, SSDI, Social Security, cash assistance for families with dependant children, and/or any other spendable government assistance or entitlement. This does not include government paychecks or salaries issued via a debit card.
Make a second tax category for luxury goods and services. Define luxury goods and services as any good or service that is priced at 3x the average price for the majority of similar goods and prices of the same type. For example if the average price for a wrist watch is $30 before tax a wrist watch costing $100 before tax would also be subjected to a 20% luxury item tax in addition to the original 20% transaction tax. It would cost $140 at the register/checkout.
A third tax category for super luxury items would also be created. A super luxury tax of 40% would be assessed to any good or service that cost 6x or more what the average price of a similar good or service of the same type. If wrist watches have an average price of $30 and you buy a wrist watch that costs $200 or more you'll pay an extra 40% tax in addition to the 20% transaction tax. So a $200 before tax wrist watch would cost $320 at the register/checkout.
These would be the only taxes a non business owning citizen will ever pay. No recurring taxes on items like land, homes, and cars can ever be implemented. Taxes on items themselves, like cigarettes, gasoline, and alcohol, can never be implemented. Citizens who do not own a busniess will never pay any tax except the transaction tax of 20% plus any luxury or super luxury tax applicable.
Business taxes.
Businesses must collect a 20% transaction tax for every transaction, that is not made with a benefits card, in which they are participating as the recipient of currency from a customer or client.
Transaction, luxury, and super luxury taxes must be remitted every quarter by the 15th day of the quarter following the quarter in which they are collected.
Micro businesses will be exempt from paying a business tax.
A micro business is any business that does not profit at least 5x the average annual income of a family of four.
Independent contractors and the self employed must obtain a business license and pay taxes according to their business classification based on the amount profit they generate.
A small business tax of 20% will be created for businesses that profit an amount equal to or greater than 5 times the average income of a family of four.
A large business tax of 30% will also be created for businesses that profit 100 times or more the average income for a family of four.
A commercial business tax of 40% will be created for businesses that profit 500x or more the average income of a family of four.
A super business tax of 60% will be created for businesses that profit 1000x or more the average income of a family of four.
A mega business tax of 75% will be created for businesses that profit 10000x the average income for a family of four.
Business taxes must be remitted at the same time as transaction taxes and must be based on the transactions for which those taxes are being submitted.
Profit is defined as all money generated through the sale of goods or services minus the cost of people employed by the hour and the typical costs of doing business such as utilities, rent for a brick and mortar location, raw materials necessary to manufacture, perform or create a good or service, or the cost of goods intended to be resold as is.
The earnings of investors, salaried employees, and executives do not count as cost of doing business and must be paid from a business's profit.
A tax refund will only be issued to businesses and only in the case of an overpayment of transaction, luxury, or super luxury taxes because of accidental faulty math or customer returns of purchased goods.
This is how to reset the economy and make it BOOM again. This is how you reduce poverty. This is how you reduce crime. This is how you increase wages. This is how you reduce prices. This is how you win.
#taxplan #taxreform #replacethetaxcode #economy #poverty #crime
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“If I had time travel I’d kill Hitler” “If I had time travel I’d stop my favourite politician getting assassinated” you’re all thinking way too small. If I had time travel I’d stop Neil Armstrong and Buzz Aldrin from dying on the moon due to Soviet sabotage, kicking off the Great Nuclear War and devastating half of the planet.
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As someone recently diagnosed with ADHD as an adult, one thing that’s been helping me grapple with the intense shame I have over all my “wasted potential” is accepting that potential doesn’t exist and never did.
This sounds so harsh, but please bare with me.
I procrastinated a lot growing up. I still procrastinate today, but less so. And yet, I got good grades. I could write an A+ paper that “knocked [my professor]’s socks off” in the hour before class and print it with sweat running down my face.
I was so used to hearing from teachers and family that if I just didn’t procrastinate and worked all the time, I could do anything! I had all this potential I wasn’t living up to!
And that’s true, as far as it goes, but that’s like saying if Usain Bolt just kept going he could be the fastest marathon runner in the world. Why does he stop at the end of the race??
If ANYONE could make their top speed/most productive setting the one they used all the time, anyone could do anything. But you can’t. Your top speed is not a speed you’re able to sustain.
Now, I’ve found that I do need to work on not procrastinating. Not because the product is better, even, but because it’s better for my mental health and physical health to not have a full, sweating, panicked breakdown over every task even if the task itself turns out excellently. It’s a shitty way to live! You feel bad ALL the time! And I don’t deserve to live like that anymore.
So all of this to say, I’m not wasting a ton of potential. I don’t have an ocean of productivity and accomplishments inside of me that I could easily, effortlessly access if I just sat down 8 hours a day and worked. There’s no fucking way. That’s not real. It’s an illusion. It’s fine not to live up to an illusion.
And if you have ADHD, I mean this from the bottom of my heart: you do not have limitless potential confounded by your laziness. You have the good potential of a good person, and you can access it with practice and work, but do not accept the story that you are choosing not to be all that you are or can be. You are just a human person.
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Cuteness overload is their self defense mechanism... as a result they have no natural predators.
what do red pandas even do
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Even Weird Al has had that™ experience with Tony Hawk
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reylo + onion headlines → tlj + onion headlines here
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One of the cutest things I've ever seen.
his came on my fyp on tiktok just now and i have been cackling. oh to have a dog like that
sound on*
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I legit thought that artifact was real and they were somehow sewing onto it for some reason
suzhou embroidery of ancient chinese bronze artifacts by 苏州针传绣庄
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And also... if your teeth are just too damned sensitive to use toothpastes - brush without it!!! It's equally as effective at removing plaque as using toothpaste! A warm salt water rinse or mild mouth wash will take care of germs and odors. You don't have to let your teeth rot out of your head just because toothpaste and mouthwash cause extreme pain!
This hack will save your teeth: there are no “right” and “wrong” times to brush your teeth.
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Kismet!
It’s finally happened.
After almost a decade on this site, I found another Tumblr user in the wild. I stopped to tie my shoe with rainbow laces this morning outside the silversmith at Colonial Williamsburg, and I heard it.
“I like your shoelaces.”
Oh. Oh no.
I responded the only way I could. “Thanks.” And then I reluctantly added, “I stole them from the president…and if that makes sense to you, I’m very sorry.”
The poor man, in full Colonial dress, stared at me for a long moment. And then burst into laughter. And said, “I haven’t thought about that in YEARS and this has never happened to me before.”
Yeah. Me neither. Not until today.
Tumblr rite of passage. Achievement unlocked.
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Guys, I hate to ask but can anyone spare me $20? I'll make you a music video, if you want, for it, I just really need $20.
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I've been there. It's not fun. Drugs don't help though. They actually make it worse. When you have nothing but your wits to keep you alive and/or get yourself together the last thing you need is drugs or alcohol... but to each his/her/their own. Maybe some people would just lay down and die if not for the drive to score their next high... in which case please by all means do the drugs, dead people have no possibility improvement, druggies do.
The response to “homeless people might use drugs in public bathrooms” isn’t to lock the bathrooms, but to give homeless people safe places to do drugs.
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Actually, the only logical response to that is "monkeys might fly out of your ass at any moment so you should have it sewn shut."
The response to “homeless people might use drugs in public bathrooms” isn’t to lock the bathrooms, but to give homeless people safe places to do drugs.
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Intriguing idea.
One of those 'in the arms of the angels' style dog rescue commercials but it's for sad pathetic fictional men
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