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Enthusiastic consent:

When I want you

When I don’t fear the consequences of saying yes OR saying no

When saying no means missing out on something I want

Willing consent:

When I care about you though I don’t desire you (right now)

When I’m pretty sure saying yes will have an okay result and I think maybe that I’d regret saying no

When I believe that desire may begin after I say yes

Which is a definition of consent that gives sex workers agency and sees their consent as a choice made again and again based on the pros and cons, not something that is coerced and also not something that always exists by default simply because they are sex workers.

But when they finally find the guy the person with dead parents is just like "Hey buddy, long time no see. It's a shame we got separated, here's some money" and they're super chill.

The party is just confused and goes "Wait, why are you giving him gold?"

The guy just goes "Cause I owe him money?"

The party "But he killed your parents???"

Maybe migrating birds just start to feel like going south. Building a nest just for fun seems like a good idea. Being overcome with the sudden urge to sing, and - immediately afterwards - the desire to beat the shit out of this other asshole who is trying to sing on your goddamn turf. The fact that they are things that need to happen to ensure the survival of the species doesn't mean they aren't also things that they want to do. Birds only do things that they want to do, they spend all their time doing whatever the fuck they feel like doing at that exact moment.

Human instincts aren't involuntary compulsions, either. They are urges to do something, whether or not you know or understand where these desires stem from. The idea that humans are free of instinctive behaviours because of ~power of intelligent reason~ is just as goddamn absurd as the idea that we, too, are slaves to them. No, what makes the difference is having the capacity wonder why, how, and where the instinctive desire comes from.

An animal who instinctively reacts to an unnatural situation in a way that doesn't serve the survival of this individual or the species as a whole isn't broken, it's just doing something that feels right. I don't think that a shark who bites an electric cable doesn't understand it doesn't have any nutritional value, it just goes "ooh, this looks like something that would be fun to bite."

I would like you to further notice that the only part of the dog spot that has any water at all is the tail portion, which would seem to indicate doggo picked up his tail at some point to wag it.

Musk bought Twitter because he fucked around and found out. He wanted to fuck with Twitter's stock price by feigning interest in buying it. Since that's illegal, he was then cornered into actually buying it for an insanely inflated price.

Like, you don't feel like actually writing the thing?

Screw around with the layout and formatting of your credits and copyright notices page.

Put together a spec for an illustration you imagine you might one day commission, if you ever find yourself in possession of a budget.

Fire up your graphic design software and compose a completely unnecessary diagram or visual aid.

Tinker with the wording of the promotional blurb on the itch.io page you set up in a previous bout of procrastination even though the product doesn't actually exist yet.

Like, you don't feel like actually writing the thing?

Screw around with the layout and formatting of your credits and copyright notices page.

Put together a spec for an illustration you imagine you might one day commission, if you ever find yourself in possession of a budget.

Fire up your graphic design software and compose a completely unnecessary diagram or visual aid.

Tinker with the wording of the promotional blurb on the itch.io page you set up in a previous bout of procrastination even though the product doesn't actually exist yet.

"Was there tangible proof for the claims, or is this something you've only seen mentioned in human communications?"

"Wh- Only in communications, captain. Why?"

"Those reports are fase. As a general rule, never believe human data that has only been recorded in their own communications. A vast amount of the information they transfer to each other is false, concerning things, incidents and specimens that never happened and do not, in fact, exist at all."

"What? Why? I thought their communications systems have an organic base in their own physical bodies, how could anyone have infiltrated-"

"No, they do that on their own. They produce reports of completely false, baseless data themselves, for their own amusement. They use their main means of communication to create falsified, fanciful information of incidents, situations and fictional people purely to entertain themselves and each other. More than two thirds of human communication consists of deliberately false, fictional data."

"But why would th- Wait. Are they doing it right now?"

"You fool! YOU BROKE THE FOURTH WALL!"

The original post annoyed me not because I think it’s a mainstream opinion that needs to be taken seriously, but because it’s part of a larger trend of hypocrisy I’ve noticed among leftists. Construction is an important trade that takes a lot of skill and knowledge, but things like inspections and engineering can be done by anyone with a passing interest in architecture. Worker’s rights and safe working conditions are of the utmost importance, but actual safety regulations and building codes are just bureaucracy meant to keep us dependent on the government. You should unionize and demand the full value of your labor, but tradespeople who charge a fair price are scum and union members who retire millionaires after a lifetime of manual labor are class traitors who get the wall. We need to respect blue collar workers and how difficult their work is, but also we should abolish the division of labor because those jobs are so simple that people can just take a class in high school to learn how to do them. A lot of leftists claim to respect labor but constantly show that they still buy into the “blue collar labor is unskilled work for people too stupid for academia” stereotypes.

For a few bucks a month you could become a Triple-A member and yeah, roadside assistance was one of the perks. BUT ALSO you could pick up the phone, call their 1-800 number, and tell the human operator who answered that you were planning a road trip.

They'd get your starting and destination address. Ask a few questions: what kinds of hotels you liked, preferred gas stations, any interest in touristy things?

Then in 7 to 10 days you'd get a thick package in the mail of carefully customized maps. Each map was the size of a paperback book cover, perfect for holding in the passenger's or driver's lap. Each was enumerated starting at #1 and ending at #whatever number of minimaps the trip required, with a hand-drawn highlighter path drawn on the map marking the route from one edge to another; entrance & exit points for that section of the route.

Motels, gas stations, and (if requested) tourist traps were indicated in color coded ink -- again, by hand. Sometimes detours were drawn in red marker, overriding the printed map because AAA kept up to date on road closures & regional disasters.

These maps were customized for your particular trip, and were invaluable since GPS did not exist. Unless you were familiar with the local region, the alternative was buying a map at the next gas station and guessing.