They have fucking assault rifles and we have whistles and they’re scared shitless, because they know we’d rather be righteous and dead than ever be them.

Are you wearing owl earrings to meet an owl?! I love it 🦉 !!

Yes! suspension of disbelief lasts for the first quarter of the book or so, and after that, you better make sense within the rules *you* created.

Magic is fine but your economics better add up 🤷‍♀️ 🫠

Any point at which I’m not buying it. As soon as the spell is broken. I DNFed a book my friends loved because my brain kept insisting that the existence of tea and a publishing industry were at odds with the medieval level the worldbuilding otherwise implied, and apparently that’s a deal breaker.

“[being an ai doomer is] not helpful to society” fuck all the way off, only one of us is decimating the social contract/consensus reality and it’s not me.

Everyone who thinks “you need SO MUCH protein” believes that they’re, like, one month of hitting the gym away from having the body of a navy SEAL. It’s about feeding a fantasy

Peak unforced error.

Personally my favorite part is that he didn’t*have * to step on the ice, he just … chose too 😂

the greatest sin is making comfortable people uncomfortable in this logic. (“Logic.”)

the luddites were luddright

And it doesn’t always work. We accept the goal is to make their jobs harder, that the wins will always be abstract while the losses will be real and concrete and painful. And we do it anyways.

Whennnn did people decide this was ok? And why???? Bring back a tight two hours as the industry standard 😭

When my dad retired he added one hobby for every day of the week 😂 on top of the hobbies he already had!

In my town the front line is all boomers. The olds are all right.

Spending time with my kids. Idk if we’re through the hard years, or they’re just on pause, but I’m finding 10 and 14 to be utterly delightful ages. Including the weeks where i feel like my main job as a parent is taxi.