
Is Starbucks now paying for those uniforms?
Is Starbucks now paying for those uniforms?
I hereby volunteer to slide inside of anyone in need of an inner old man. I swear I will only urge you to the best foods, and plushest seating available.
How would you get rid of them?
All the constitutional monarchies started as just monarchies. Every step between those days and what’s around now have been gradual, and usually very stable.
If you want to completely sever royals from government, it isn’t as simple as snapping fingers. Some of them, you’d have to unmake the constitution and rebuild it from the ground up. And that isn’t something that everyone in those countries wants, so you’d have to get people on board and willing to deal with the transition instability.
Undoing all the baby steps from “King Bob, first of his name, absolute ruler” to “king Fred, he’s kind of a figurehead, but kinda has a minor role too” is, in the cases I’m aware of, a damn hard one to unwind. Each movement comes along with other laws and decisions that would have to be untangled to sever the ties.
Not an impossible task, but a long, difficult, and expensive one. Yeah, you get enough people on board, throw a revolution, and you bypass all that, but then you’ve got to rebuild anyway, which means you’ll be building the new government in baby steps with compromises and concessions and political expediency. With no guarantee of something better at all. It could end up better, but it could end up with a nation in collapse.
Again, if enough people want it, and accept that risk, it could happen.
But most people want stability. Very little gives the sensation of stability like hundreds of years of the same family being in place. Sure, you get assholes and idiots among them, but you have the constitution and the actual government to keep it in check. Another fifty years down the road, it changes faces and life goes on.
Well, on my end, idgaf. As long as Google’s dick is in the pie, I ain’t fucking with it. It’s bad enough they’re into everything already, I have no interest in adding to it by being limited to their one app that allows rcs.
Being real, read the article.
Summarizing it won’t really be useful, or I’d try.
But, assuming everything they’re talking about proves out to be true, this is way cooler than the title makes it seem, on multiple levels. It gives hints at evolutionary pathways for intelligence in more than just what’s found in mammals and birds.
It gives a glimpse at how our intelligence functions at a fundamental level, maybe eventually leading to a reasonable degree of evidence about our selfness, our ability to exist as something other than our animal instincts as well as the things that make us individuals.
But, most importantly to me, it implies that intelligence isn’t a rare and difficult to produce thing evolutionarily. The article also mentions the potential for studies into octopus intelligence using the same methodology. If there’s three independently evolved intelligence structures on one planet, extrapolate the possibilities. Even if it’s just two, that’s still astounding in relation to the question of intelligence as a probability with the presence of any life, given enough time. But three? That’s mind bogglingly indicative that life and intelligence are very likely to go together anywhere life might exist.
Wait til Biggus Dickus hears about this
I dunno, he’s gotten better over time.
Is he Brando? Nah, not even close, but he’s put in effort into the role, and it shows.
Hard to recall, but I think it was a reddit comment. It was in the hundreds of down votes.
Thing is, I can’t really recall what it was about. Only reason I can recall the numbers is from overwriting comments when I left reddit. I don’t have any devices on me currently to log into a modified app, so I can’t immediately check what the post itself was about to remind me.
It was probably something about politics or religion, since those were the two easiest things to get shit on at reddit, and I’m way off of the popular zones of either there. Hell, I’m not exactly dead middle of the sentiment here on lemmy lol
Edit: my favorite heavily down voted post was an a marvel game sub though. The context is that kraven the hunter and squirrel girl were in the game, and there was some discussion about them in general.
I got hit by the muse and mashed out a few paragraphs of squirrel girl defeating kraven by having sex with him, using increasingly absurd descriptions. I thought I had it saved somewhere, but I can’t find it, or I’d paste it in just for the ridiculousness of it.
It may help to know that I used to write custom erotica for discerning readers with plenty of cash. So it isn’t like I had some deep fantasy thing going on regarding squirrel girl and just had to share it. I mean, she is frisky and has those adorable teeth, but it isn’t like she’s my waifu or anything. Like, if someone made me a waifu pillow of her, it isn’t like I’d kick my wife out of bed. I’d just make her slide over so there was enough room for me to cuddle the pillow.
for real, it isn’t a fetish for squirrel looking women at all.
okay, it is, but you weren’t the ones that got stuck in an elevator at a furry convention with some yiff fueled con goers with drop panels in squirrel outfits.
okay, that’s not true, I’m the one that hit the stop button and pretend it was stuck. But I swear, it was just as a prank
okay, that’s not true, I wanted some squirrel tail. But have you ever seen squirrels frisking around the yard all seductively, those tails twitching in invitation?
!you think this comment might end up my most down voted one on lemmy?!<
Nah, he’s always gone beyond weird. Even back before the band got famous, he was a major asshole to people and abusive. If you can find people that were in the scene back then, it wasn’t even secret; some of the early fans were proud if he did something shitty to them.
Yup. It’s very easy indeed.
Pirate the fuck out of their stuff, enjoy, repeat.
Edit: the exception is when the the fuckery is in the music/art.
Jfc, this is so YDI I can’t believe you’re even posting here.
If all else fails, chicken diapers exist. More work day to day, but less messy
I remember a bunch over the years that I can still close my eyes and replay, so this is a harder question than it may seem on the surface.
The actual most unforgettable is a recurring nightmare that I’m not willing to talk about because fuck that.
But number two was a doozie. Heh.
Back in high school, I had one of those bonkers dreams that fucked me up bad for a while.
In the dream, I met a girl, fell in love, had kids and grandkids, grew old together. And I’m not talking about just those events and nothing else. There were entire days taking place, from waking up to going to bed in the dream. Entire birthday parties, vacations together, sitting on swings and swinging while holding hands and watching the kids play.
I lived an entire fucking life in a dream.
And I woke up from that still a fucking kid. And I immediately started crying because my family were gone, my dream family. I lost them just as sure as if they’d died. It was both beautiful and horrifying.
It fucked me up. Not that I wasn’t already pretty damn fucked up, what with PTSD already kicking my ass at that age. But that dream was brutal. Well, waking up from it was, the dream itself was amazing.
I’ve told the story of this many times online because retelling it tends to take the sting out of it a little more each time.
Not that I haven’t had a great deal of joy in real life, I have. And I’m happier with my wife and kid now than I ever was in the dream, plus it’s real. But that dream has sometimes made it difficult to be fully present in a relationship in the past. It was one of those things where knowing that the person I was with wasn’t the right one made it easier to end things before they went bad. But the fact that I would have to constantly compare reality to the dream meant that I could never be certain how much was a genuine incompatibility and how much was holding reality up to the lens of a dream.
But the older I got, the less that factored into things. Now, it’s more of a pleasant memory than a bad one. The dream has lost its sting from being only a dream, and reality is better in terms of having a fulfilling and real partner.
I swear, people posting about me all over the place!
Also, I would legit do that if I had chicks.
Pooping on company time
Luckily, she did okay with pad training. She isn’t perfect, but she makes sure her feet are on a pad before letting go. Since she’s only inside in the evening and night, she’s not running around as much as she does during the day, so we can make sure there’s a pad available no matter where she is with us.
It took about two months to get to that point though, and I suspect if she had been much older when we got her, it wouldn’t have worked out. It helps that she’s fairly prissy as well; even outside, she won’t poop near her food and water, which I’ve never seen a chicken care about. She also won’t poop in her nesting box (not that she’s in there long, she’s never gone broody at all).
Ed Norton is an automatic sign that even if the movie sucks, it’ll be worth watching once just for his performance.
I’m convinced chickens dream. They exhibit the same kind of involuntary twitches and wing flaps that are too akin to a dog running in its sleep to not see them as the same thing.
But chickens are also light sleepers. They’ll bump each other and do little trills and whistles to each other. So I’m not sure what exactly she was doing; dreaming or just reacting to tiny movements I was making while breathing.
Ngl, I’d definitely cut off clothing rather than disturb her in her sleep lol. I’m getting a reputation for being the crazy chicken guy because I talk about them so often, but I love these damn birds.
I keep wanting to record our pet hen doing her dream movements and sounds, but there’s not enough light in her indoor “coop”, so it ends up just being sounds. It’s freaking adorable though. She’ll take little naps on the arm of the couch, and do it there sometimes, but she gets woken up too easy to get a good recording of it.
Oh, and I think if you edit your title to remove the censored letters, you might get a better reaction to the post.
Damn, either that was the worst choice of jokes possible, or you picked the wrong social media platform to express that opinion