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Actually this time probably not. The writing was on the wall way before Reagan became president, and the steel mill closed in November 1981, barely ten months into his president.

He was governor of California during that "writing on the wall" period. He was the one writing. It was his wall.

Oh. Well don't I look stupid now.

Terrible news: you learned something today

hard to believe there are actually people out there who think that big noses are ugly and unattractive … like what the fuck is wrong with you ?

YES.YES.

The people yearn for Murder on the Orient Express

the fact that walls get dusty is ridiculous. you're vertical. act like it.

"I know chatgpt is bad but you just don't really have any choice" you literally do. Don't use it. Have some moral backbone.

it's been like 2 years. i havent touched it. never needed to. "you don't really have a choice," are you so swift to forget the recent past? Bitch i still use itunes to download mp3s to so i have them forever and any song i want, then my sister burns them to CDs. When boycotts rolled out my other sister got no thanks to scan what products we shouldn't buy. i still use corded headphones not because "its older" but because it's easier. a fool criticizes those who buy candles 200 years after the invention of the electric light until the power goes out. become ungovernable. you are not immune to propaganda. you've never had Chatgpt forced upon you, the only thing forced upon you is the idea that Chatgpt is forced upon you. why claim you need something today that you didn't need yesterday. little bitch.

Harry Potter is trending at #1 on tumblr so I thought I’d take the opportunity to say fuck JKR, fuck transphobes, fuck her stupid books, her theme park, her endless landfill fodder merch slop, and her fucking castle on a hill. Read another book yall!! Read another book!!!!!!!

Those in the notes worried about this being AI, it's not - her name is Pan Xiaoting and she's a badass billiards pro

my wife tried to do the thing where you pull a tablecloth really fast and the dishes stay in place but instead of a tablecloth it was a towel and instead of dishes it was our poor long suffering cat that was just trying to sleep on said towel. poor baby got whipped across the room fast enough that its meow got dopplered into meeeeeeOOOWWwwwwww

Every night i scroll for hours, waiting for the post that sends me into hysterics so i may fall asleep. thank you, goodnight

just had an extremely funny memory of being 9 years old and wondering if i was gay and then deciding i couldn't be because gay people were so rare that it was statistically improbable for me to be one

a while later i came to terms with it and instead of having a breakdown i just became insufferably smug about my perceived uniqueness. walking around like wow.... i must be the only gay person in this entire school, nay, this entire town

was trying to isolate the point at which i actually, verbally came out to my mother (not that i needed to, since she apparently had me pinned as a dyke from the age of 3), and i'm pretty certain it was at a Glee Live concert when i was 12, because i have a dim recollection of turning to her and asking "what would you say if i told you i was a lesbian?" and her replying "i'd tell you to shut up because the concert is about to start"