I started drinking lots of alcohol. It didn’t really help in the long run.

It’s like liquid therapy.

Then you lose your family and job.

It’s great!

Rajat Khare? The rapist Rajat Khare?!?

I heard a great podcast on the origins of the cultural trope of Davy Crocket as a Disney invention.

You go girl!

FAAFO?

You go girl!

Makes me want to go watch it. Racist idiots gonna be racist idiots.

(Supremely indifferent Pikachu face)

Please explain.

The Mess We’re In, with PJH is pretty darn good too.

Do they still execute people for treason?

Heh heh… I wasn’t suggesting it was a documentary.

Imagine the amount of jail /executions that the US government would need to implement to clean up all the fucking crooked treasonous politicians on the take from Russia/China.

“Oh nonsense! There’s no Chinese interference in any US politics!” said a number of chucklefucks to me time and time again when I kept raising the issue.

Got that on vinyl.

What a lovely looking kitty.

Gotta have a hobby!

Well, ya gotta have a hobby.

On a slight tangent, how come in the Mad Max movies (not the first one) the ‘societies’ he encounters seem to be the products of multi-generational effort, especially Fury Road.

In the first one, there’s a more or less functional world almost as we know it. Then he goes out into the deserts and it’s like 100 years passes.

Ah man… I’m not even talking about censorship. I don’t care if Twitch shows tits or not. I’m purely focused on the use of the word ‘art’ to justify looking at naked people. Like… just say you want to look at naked people. Be honest.

Like there’s all these ‘burlesque’ dance troupes who say their performances are “artistic”. Ok. Do them fully clothed and see how well your audience numbers seem.

There’s very little intelligent merit in doing x y z naked apart from letting thirsty people have a tingle.

Whatever. I’m done here. See ya.