what a grand and intoxicating innocence

Come to think of it, it really is insane that my entire country is burning alive and literally no one in the rest of the world cares. Thousands of Indians are dying every day from the heat, it's 45+ degrees in multiple areas, the government couldn't give two fucks, we're getting severe warnings and red alerts, and not a soul outside of South Asia is speaking about it because why would you ever care about brown people

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I feel like to really get this circulating as it should, we need it superimposed over the picture of the turkey going in the fridge. (I can't do it I'm on my phone.)

With the 250th anniversary it's likely to be especially bad this year!

why is it so hot. why is it so hot. I am being punished.

“This collapse is a telltale sign of a problem known as publication bias. Small, early studies which found a significant sex difference were likelier to get published than research finding no male-female brain difference.”

everyones gotta stop reblogging this bro they're gonna find it and get so mad they try to strangle me again

✨🦊ryland grace imagines🦊✨ okay so imagine him dismounting from his bike and landing straight into a puddle. now imagine him standing on his desk trying not to kill himself while fumbling with the class projector. now imagine him pulling the world's most mangled banana out of his lunch bag. he's speaking at a conference and he's been struggling with mic feedback for the past 15 minutes. he needs to get off the bus but there's people standing in front of the exit and he can't manage to squeeze past them in time so he has to wait for the next stop and walk back. imagine him tripping over a sidewalk tile. now imagine him crunching on a still frozen spot in his microwave spaghetti dinner and gagging a little.

okay now imagine him failing to get the key into the bike lock for 5 minutes while it's cold and raining and his hands are numb. he's sitting outside having his sad sandwich for lunch and the wrapper blows away so he has to chase after it. he grows increasingly flustered as everyone watches him struggle with a loose contact while he's trying to switch the projector output over to his hdmi port. imagine him bent over the sink in the staff bathroom frantically trying to rub a giant stain out of his shirt but only soaking himself in the process. he overstuffs a plastic bag and it rips halfway through his trip home, covering the sidewalk in his groceries. also imagine him recovering a moldy tangerine from the very back of his fridge and shuddering with barely contained disgust as he clamps it between three fingers and turns his face into his shoulder.

you'd think that "inhuman thing that isn't a person but speaks like a person and talking to it will slowly drive you mad" would only be found in folktales and fables and so on. but no. chatgpt

If I were an ethical time-traveler, or a society of time-travelers, who had gone to the great trouble of embedding certain myths deep into the minds of humanity through the careful cultivation of story through the oral tradition, in order specifically to convince humans not to create AI, I'd be so freaking mad right now

Ouuhh I see the water it’s right there on the post,, I’m so thirsty ouyghhhhhw just one sip for me ooouuuuuu