Every generation needs to distance itself from their progenitors in some original manner, language is the easiest to adapt.
If I were The Aliens, I would've stopped coming here somewhere around 2013-2014. And I don't say this with any kind of undertone, I just feel we haven't developed in significant ways over the past decade. They most certainly haven't presented any social interest, so it's a study. They'd only need vertical slices every half century to a century or so.
DAMMIT! I had it! All throughout my twenties, I had it! But, nooo, I had to spend my twenties exploring my existential angst and severe depression!
There genuinely is no drama quite like workplace drama.
Used to work with a really diligent and thorough dude doing Data Analysis around overall Ops performance metrics, we got along really well in terms of work ethics, so we became work buddies pretty fast. Trouble was, the higher-ups set up the original databases in Google Spreadsheets and the people who worked on those docs before us botched them beyond belief. We kept trying to convince Management to let us redo all databases in SQL, link them with our tools to make things dynamic, and pull them through Power BI to get some nice visuals going, but they realised their asses would be on the line if the data started showing accurate values (plus they were too cheap to actually pay for viable software), so they kept stonewalling.
One day my guy gets fed up with our manager and decides to go nuclear. Thing is, the dude had a very, very nasty case of IBS (no wonder, honestly...). So he started taking advantage of it. He'd come in, tell me to keep an eye on him, and if I saw him getting red and sweaty I should use the facilities within the next 30 minutes then stay away from them. I can tell you that I made the mistake of not heeding his words only once. The dude literally bio-bombed every washroom in that building (small office, start-up type deal), and it would linger for hours due to poor ventilation. He did this without a predictable pattern, so that nobody would figure out who was to blame. This happened for several months. I cannot begin to tell you how much respect I had for the guy.
If this joke emitted radiation, it would be measured in kiloDads per second.
That's a fallacy, Democracy doesn't mean "let any elected moron lead," it means "leaders should encourage and further the democratic process," to represent the best interests of the people. A Manchurian candidate is pretty much the antithesis of Democracy.
I'm not gonna say anything about Le Pen because I do my best to detach from shitheads beyond checking their legal status, but as a Romanian, I can say that Georgescu's removal was a win for that very Democracy you're talking about.
What, cubes ain't cool enough anymore, we're doing triangle fractals now?
I hate these... as a tall person, I have a choice between cosplaying as Quasimodo, or letting that thing wreck my boot heels...
Guess I'll just die, then!
Ooor, someone had to "survive" their family's bullshit and being unseen was the best way to do it. Then it became so ingrained in said someone's existential fingerprint, that they're now a ninja without even realising it.
Good. I hope he's angry about it. It would make me very happy.
65% of my flakes are due to the fact that I'm in the dumps and I know I can't "hold it in" so that I won't spoil it for the others. The other 35%, something completely drained my social battery either days or hours before - I feel like I'd rather do a week's worth of dishes than go through 3 minutes of introductory/catch-up small talk.