Didn’t bayer recently sell to another company? I seem to recall a neighbor who is retired from them telling me he can’t shop at the bayer store anymore.

but at least the professionals have the training to deal with that somehow

Ha. You want to know the training you get for dealing with death? It’s a couple of sentences uttered by an instructor when some bozo in the class has more curiosity than thought and asks about the ‘yep, he’s dead’ policy. Most of the time you’ll have one of a pair who has done it before, and they just tell the other one what to do (like putting on the electrodes or looking around the room to see what else has been done). That’s the whole of it, adding in the jokes that will be told and the mild amusement of watching the other’s reaction when you grab a coke out of the dead dude’s fridge (I didn’t, but the more experienced one had when he was stuck at a house for six hours).

He’s mocking the typical route of a soldier with a story: a memoir or fictionalized tale of what they did, with the hope the book sells enough to get them a chunk of money or a movie studio makes a movie of it.

It’s going to depend on their condition. Someone who has lost their respiratory drive, someone who has a heart that isn’t working, and someone who is dying of organ failure all have their unique way of passing. And those are just the ones I’ve seen. There’s a saying in my field that everyone dies of shock, but there are lots of ways to get to that point.

Where’s that picture of the one house in the middle of a highway because the owner wouldn’t sell/move?

That sounds an awful lot like a redneck cajun hocking a loogey.

Damn.

Her statements about lies in politics are too fucking prophetic though.

It’s all the fur. Hard to have that level of energy output without building up a lot of waste heat, and it’s hard to void said waste heat when you’re insulated.

Really bad bdsm, at that. I was curious what it would be like, considering anne rice wrote all the vampire novels that featured sex gods before meyer even had her wet dream, and it was just boringly blase ‘girl gets told what to do while naked in front of strangers and is told she is beautiful for it and learns to love it.’

No, the factoid is that there’s enough nicotine in a single cigarette to kill you, if all of that nicotine got past your blood-brain barrier at once. Since that’s more or less an impossibility, don’t worry about eating one.

They sell the idea of a fantasy. There are plenty of men who joke about finding someone to make them a ‘trophy husband.’ Not having to work, being doted on by another person, having a life of luxury… these are powerful yearnings that can easily be twisted by manipulators. The short form video that has taken over everything is key to selling it as well. It hides all the negatives and just splatters you with all this positive feeling, and it works on basically everything. Recipes? Done in five seconds with the easiest cleanup (ignored). Chores? Done in six seconds by some ‘amazing’ method. Kids wrecking your peace and destroying the house? Easily solved with ten seconds of effort and supplies that magically appeared.

Now take all of those concepts and roll them up in a little package that is delivered to the frazzled, over-worked, financially struggling young person (in this case the girl who is now living on her own [without family, that is] with three roommates) and tell them if they can just find a husband who looooooves them all their worries will be gone, and being a trad wife suddenly becomes a dream. It’s not really any different than how we culturally treat the wedding day: it’s built into this giant affair that is largely promoted to be the highest peak in a relationship, and we get the stupidly expensive production and the bridezillas as a result. Now we’re getting a large amount of women who are willing to trade the long term goods (suffrage and other rights) for what they think they could get as a tradwife.

I could go on about how men are also getting sucked into this fantasy on the other end as a part of that ‘toxic masculinity’ we hear about, but since we’re on about tradwifes in this post, I’ll save it.

More like thinking of some of the impregnation/ovipositing/egg-laying fetishes.

They don’t care if the hook eventually turns back on them. They’ve spent the best years of their lives getting their rocks off by making you waste the best years of your life.

Tesla is a pretty clear example of what’s ‘wrong’ with stocks as a capital/market correcting factor. The value of a stock is solely dependent on what people think it’s worth, and meme stocks go uuuuuup!

I do not care if you keep a facebook account open just to talk to your dear aunt Ethel over the holidays

I do care. Aunt ethel got used to twitter, she got used to facebook, she got used to messenger when they forced that switch… she can get used to signal/matrix/xmpp or whatever else you desire.

Oh goddamnit. I was listening to the radio with my partner while driving and heard a song that I thought was good, and it was this one. Does that mean I’m infected now?

feels is superior

FTFY. ;)

Everything that is unnecessarily loud is included.

The name, the instance, and the commenting behavior all sort of add up to something odd. Then you take the specifics of each comment and how they just seem… bland and vague enough they could have been in reply to anything.

Just, for instance, look at the two comments made in this post.

Doing it once may be overlooked, but the second time, you’re in for a real hard time!

Plus, remember that there are always ‘factors’ that are involved in being able to get away with killing someone using a vehicle. Make sure you’re white, they’re a minority, you’re rich, they’re poor, you are in a friendly relationship with the police officer who will show up on scene, or the prosecutor, get a good lawyer (part of you’re rich, I suppose), have something about the other person that is really negative (can be part of they’re a minority if you’re in a really red area)… any I’m forgetting?