I don’t know. My sister is a psychopath. She cannot understand the feelings of the other people around her, no matter how clearly or explicitly or adamantly they are explained to her.

We have a lot of psychopaths out there running the government and in positions of power and in positions of authority and serving as megaphones for their interests.

No amount of explaining empathy or extending hands or teaching will ever get through to these people.

They are fundamentally broken in a way that cannot be fixed.

The dude has been doing cocaine for like the last 55 years.

He probably hasn’t had a sober day in longer than most of us have been alive, And eventually, whatever dark magics it is that sustains him will fade. And we will never think of or hear about this guy ever again.

Call JG Wentworth! 877-CASH NOW!

I mean, if you read the story, once he found out what he did, even though he was innocent of any wrongdoing, he gouged out his own eyes and slew his children, abdicated the throne and became a wandering homeless bum until the day he died.

And the entire thing could have been prevented if his father hadn’t been scared of the oracle and tried to twist fate and just allowed things to play out normally.

Hey! That is adamantly not true!

He also understands jobs where black people are not paid for their services!

Get it right.

Facebook: makes a system where the only way to get engagement is to hatepost.

People on facebook: hateposts

People: “How could this happen?”

I’ll step up. I was raised in the south by… well, okay by the kind of racist white people that say they are not racist even though they don’t like people of other colors inside of their field of vision.

I am not white myself, and so I got preferential treatment. I was “one of the good ones”.

Plus, as a Native American, I kind of had like this weird, beneficent racism thing where they were like, oh, he can talk to horses, and he can hear it in the trees, and see it in the wind, all of that stupid shit.

Anyway, I didn’t really mind people of color, black people, I would talk to them and be friendly with them because I didn’t have any reason not to be, right?

But sometime around when I was 18 years old, I suddenly realized that I would change my way of speaking when I was around black people. I would say things like, “yo, dog, what’s up?” Instead of, “hey man, how’s it going?”

And I realized now that that is ingratiating behavior. I wanted the other people I was around to feel more comfortable with me, and so I was imitating what I assumed was their speech pattern.

But I also realized that I was pigeonholing them into acting a particular way. I was maintaining the concept that “Black people talk like black people” instead of “people just talk”.

Once I realized I was doing that, I dropped the act and started continuing to be myself when I was around people of different races.

And you know, I made better friends that way. People liked me more and they responded more favorably to me, which to me feels like justification that I made the right decision.

My ex often got frustrated with me because I spend so much time in the planning phase, like learning about things, researching the various options, and making sure that everything is fully prepped and laid out before I start on a project.

Despite all of that, I have yet to have a project go to plan, Except for the one that I came up with off the top of my head.

I was redoing my flooring, and I have like a half third story that’s open, and there’s a lot of exposed transition space between the straight drop-off and the end of the flooring.

It was gonna look really bad to just put L-shaped brackets down to cover over the transition, So, spur of the moment, I realized that I could put a longer flat piece that had a beveled edge on it, and then the L bracket on top of that, and it is probably one of the nicest features in my house.

It is rather banal to be anal about pronunciation like that.

There’s even a saying about it. “I would rather a thousand guilty men go free than one innocent man be murdered”.

Kinda sounds like me when seatbelt laws came out.

At first, I was against them, not because I myself didn’t wear a seatbelt because I did, but because I thought it was absurd that we would waste time and money trying to make stupidity illegal.

Like if you make stupidity illegal, then the people making stupidity illegal would be illegal because it’s stupid to try to make stupidity illegal.

My opinion was that if you are stupid enough to drive a two ton death machine without basic protection and it kills you, then that’s your own stupid fault, right?

But my mind got changed about it when somebody mentioned to me that seatbelts don’t just save lives, they also reduce injuries.

And, given that the kind of person that is dumb enough to drive without a seatbelt is also the kind of person that is dumb enough to drive without insurance, the real reason for pushing for seatbelts was to reduce the taxpayer burden of covering the health care financial deficit caused by these stupid idiots.

It was not a life-saving measure, although it does save lives, but rather, it is a money-saving measure.

Protecting taxpayer money from stupid people is a smart move.

Now I am fully behind seatbelt laws.

I bet most of them are affiliated with a Christian church of some variety, at least 60%

What’s honestly almost shocking how completely not shocking it is:

Every single other world leader condemned or lamented the attack except for the fucking sad sack, pathetic shell of shit human being impersonator known as Donald Trump

I was wrong thinking that having access to information would change the world for the better.

My childish self honestly had no idea that so many people would rebel against their fellow man and common sense rather than learn and accept that they had some wrong information about something.

My hopeful naivety kept me blind to the idea that people are fundamentally stupid, and will fight to the bitter end to die like the dogs they are rather than take one step as a human being that has the tiniest little flaw.

And that includes myself.

I remember pulling out new towels from my high school gym and them being already dirty.

Then why the hell were they always so fucking dirty looking?

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Meh. There is always an attribute of selling out when it comes to popular music and that includes rebel country music from the sixties and seventies.

I’m not holding it against them. I’m just saying that even if one of the four horsemen are your country music idols, that doesn’t mean that it’s okay to delude yourself into thinking that they were not mainstream products meant for mass consumption.

If it were more profitable to take the same stance then as it is today, then that is the stance they would have taken or else you would have never heard of them.

Yeah. I do cool shit all the time.

Wanna come over and have a fire in the backyard and do a barbecue, drink a few beers, play some games, watch some movies, play some music, record an album, build some shit in the garage, work on cars, write stories, play with electronics, do some computer shit, like, what’s your flavor, pick your poison, I’m down for fucking anything, and if I had another me to do it with, all the fucking better.

If you use the F-Droid repository, you can install the fubo keyboard, which does voice-to-text locally, through a whisper client.

It is different than the Google client, but it’s good enough, and the fact that it increases and respects privacy makes me much more happy.