“I didn’t realize [the dress] was so transparent. This is the flash effect of the photographer’s camera. If I had known, I would not [have] put knickers!”
i can tell i am becoming an old and irritable bastard bc increasingly my response to any kind of post about anything that is discussing a trend, increase/decrease in a thing, any kind of statement anything has material is “do you have a graph?”
“fan creators are getting less engagement than they used to!” do you have a graph?
“romance novels are leading to teens getting into more abusive relationships!” according to which study?
“neopronouns are causing Real trans people to be denied healthcare!” any actual stats on that or…?
“actually people in [group of any kind] all believe-” oh you must at least have survey results to back that one up, right?
“back in the day everyone was-” source?
and honestly it has made my life materially worse because once you notice that people can and will say and uncritically repeat and boost things with just absolutely no evidence whatsoever it makes you want to chew on the human race like a wad of fruit tape
“Isn’t it weird that [thing humans commonly eat] is poisonous to literally every domesticated animal” I mean, there’s a pretty good chance that [thing humans commonly eat] is at least mildly poisonous to humans, too. One of our quirks as a species is that we think our food is bland if it doesn’t have enough poison in it.
Humans have a really weird mix of mundane superpowers.
We’re not fast and don’t have a lot of natural weaponry but we’re bizarrely tolerant to a broad range of toxins to the point that one toxin is considered a morning necessity for some to perform at work. Gotta love us.
Y’all, I’m over here DYING cuz Google suggested me this article about the crisis of backyard chicken keepers– which is that they love having chickens so much that they keep getting more, and then don’t know what to do with all the eggs.
Which I can see how this would be a problem, but it’s just so funny to me because they had interviewed this one guy who started off with 3 chickens, and then kept adding more and more, and eventually started donating the eggs to a local food bank, and at the end of the year when they wrote him a tax receipt, he discovered he’d donated over 400 dozen eggs.
Seriously, it was a whole article talking very seriously about how people are so into chickens that they just keep collecting them like pokemon and then have to “scramble” (their words not mine) to get rid of the eggs, because they weren’t even thinking of egg production, they just loved having chickens.
And while I may be over here laughing a bit too hard, honestly? Big Mood.
“we live in an uncaring universe” yeah dude and I live in an uncaring house. and I shit in an uncaring toilet. but do you touch an uncaring lover? do you comfort an uncaring child? do you guide to sleep each night a cold and uncaring self?
“In the same way your heart feels and your mind thinks, you, mortal beings, are the instrument by which the universe cares. If you choose to care, then the universe cares. If you don’t, then it doesn’t.” - Brennan Lee Mulligan, Fantasy High S1E17
