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"Oh yeah, we have an outdoor Corgi, he just gets so bored cooped up inside all day. He knows to stay off the road. Don't worry, he's way too smart for coyotes and the neighbor's know to look out when they drive past."
"Us? Oh, of *course* our Dachshund sleeps inside- we just let him out in the morning and make sure he comes back for dinner. He just does his own thing, no worries."
"Um, you know it's not humane to keep a chihuahua confined to an apartment? They're dogs, they're natural predators. They need to experience hunting behaviors or they get depressed. No we don't leash ours, he absolutely hates it, we just let him come and go whenever."
Yall get how fucking stupid that sounds, right? So stop letting your goddamn cats get eaten and attacked and infected and hit by cars
A toddler would probably love full unattended access to the neighborhood too, but we don't do that either, do we
It's 2026, "keep your damn pet in a house or in your view" should not be controversial
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sports is not serious except it is its not important so you have to calm down a little bit but also its the most important thing in the world nothing has ever been more important its dead serious its life or death but maybe we can all relax a little bit but dont relax too much because it is so crucial it is so massive it is culture it is identity it is intrinsically woven into the fabric of society however we could maybe chill out sometimes except i wont because its that serious its so so serious
Lionel Messi has refused to let the dream die, propelling Argentina to their seventh World Cup final, the third time the magician will captain his country on the grandest stage. La Albiceleste defeated the Three Lions in what was, astoundingly, Messi’s first ever match against England. The clash carried heavy connotations; it was a delicate and purposeful rivalry, rooted in historical conflict. With this monumental victory, Argentina sets up a final against Spain.
❝Argentina advance. The world champions are still around at this World Cup.❞
u slog away in a williams for 3 years and when u finally get the chance to go to mercedes ur in the shadow of ur 7x wdc teammate and when he finally leaves, ur younger teammate starts winning everything, leaving u in the shadows
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Recent discourse reminds me of that cult indoctrination trick that's often used to weed out more difficult marks early on, where they tell you all that you aren't allowed to eat rice on Tuesdays and then if you protest they go "wow SOMEBODY likes rice a little much huh" as if you're the fucking weirdo who cares too much about how much rice is consumed between Monday and Wednesday instead of them.
And this forces you to decide whether your autonomy matters to you more than the approval of the group - while they'll still act like you're on thin ice either way, if you give in at this point they know you're theirs forever, because now they've established a foothold, you've shown a moral weakness, which they will brand you with so it can be used against you in the future ("hey RICE-addict here doesn't want help break into the city records office") to force you to double-down and isolate you further.
And if instead you do decide to push back further, after your abrupt departure from the group ("You're seriously leaving us over RICE?!? Seriously?") and subsequent ostracism, you can then be used as a demonstration to the others who were more pliable, of how the outgroup is full of people like you who are obsessed with violating the No-Tuesday-Rice rule to the point where they'll abandon all their friends, who cared so much for them, so it clearly isn't an arbitrary restriction, you're the kind of monster these rules are intended to protect them from, thus all the other wise and esoteric precepts of the charismatic leader are implied to be equally justified.
This isn't just for cults either! Shitty partners, bosses, friends - they all do variants of this where if you kick back the first time they make an unreasonable request, it proves you weren't ever committed since you'd let such a small thing ruin everything. And of course, if it's the third or the tenth unreasonable thing they ask of you, it's SUCH A SMALL THING to be a deal-breaker at this late point in your relationship!
It was a huge milestone of scientific and technological advancement. (Plus, at the time, politically significant). Humanity went to space! We set foot on a celestial body that was not earth for the first time in human history! That’s a big deal! I’ve never thought about it before but now that I have, it’s ridiculous to me that that’s not part of our everyday lives and the public consciousness anymore. Why don’t we have a public holiday and a family barbecue about it. Why have I never seen the original broadcast of the moon landing? It should be all over the news every year!
It’s July 20th. That’s the day of the moon landing. Next year is going to be the 54th anniversary. I’m ordering astronaut shaped cookie cutters on Etsy and I’m going to have a goddamn potluck. You’re all invited.
PITCH: We call it Moon Day, and then every 7 years when it falls on a Monday, that's an even BIGGER deal and we call that Moon Day Monday and go absolutely apeshit about it (the next Moon Day Monday is in 2026 so we have a couple trial runs first)
I scheduled this in 2025 to give you all a week to make Moon Day Monday preparations! I think I will order a little rocket cake or bake some moon phase cookies!
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Finding Calm While Driving a Car That Could Kill Me
As a Formula 1 racer, I could disappear and forget about time. Now, my greatest joy is discovering what puts me in the present.
I am not a speed addict, but I relish high speeds. While I’m now retired, I spent 16 seasons as a Formula 1 driver. Racing at over 200 miles per hour became second nature to me.
It sounds crazy, but being behind the wheel of a car that could kill me became my safe place. All the noise in my life grew quiet the moment I jumped into my racecar. This dangerous environment was where I felt most alive and calm. Despite being under ultrahigh stress, it was the place where everything slowed down. It was as if I could disappear and forget about time.
My love of driving began after I received a small go-kart as a childhood Christmas present. I grew up in Heppenheim, Germany. Since the backyard of our house was too tight to make turns around, my father poured out a large bucket of water and taught me how to drift as a technique to avoid crashing into a wall. I became infatuated with the rush and control of driving. I found something that gave me confidence and self-efficacy. Eventually, I started racing others, and I craved the sensation of speed.
But F1 racing is not only about pure speed. It is about how late you dare to brake and how fast you can manage to get around the next corner. It is about trial and error, and testing different approaches to go faster. Racing was where my mind could play and grow.
While I usually prefer cold, quiet and spacious environments, the extremely hot, noisy narrowness behind the wheel of a racecar is where I am most comfortable. I found it was the one place where I happily embraced the dichotomy of life.
Sometimes, this was a mental contrast in the intense moments leading up to championship-deciding races, when all my hard work boiled down to a few laps. I remember thinking that I couldn’t wait for the race to start, and I also didn’t want the race to start.
There were moments when I lost control of the car because something broke or I simply pushed too hard. I’ve had my fair share of crashes. Even though a crash occurs very quickly, when it happens, time seems to slow down. You begin to realize the shattering reality and consequences of chasing high speeds. The brutal force of a crash reminds you of what you’re playing with. But I kept racing.
In more than two decades of racing, there was a single time when I seriously questioned jumping into the car again. It was during the Belgian Grand Prix in August 2019, after a young French driver, Anthoine Hubert, lost his life in a racing accident at age 22.
I have had accidents myself, but they were fortunately only minor ones. I have seen others crash, too. But that young man had his whole life ahead of him, and it just stopped with all of us watching.
I called my wife, Hanna, and told her I did not want to race the next day after the accident. I slept poorly that night; yet I decided to race. After that weekend, I felt differently about my sport, which I only grasped after I retired. I was never afraid of the speeds, but now I could see them, not just feel them. I began to experience a responsibility that I had not had before. I started to understand that speed, progress and innovation only matter if they move us in the right direction.
Today, I live a slower life and run a little farm. I still love high speeds, but I have simply stopped racing time. I learned that the greatest joy is to discover something in your life that puts you in the here and now. Passing this lesson on to my children is my real job today. Spending time with them and watching them grow up makes me extremely aware that the time we are given is limited. As an F1 driver and a father, I did not — and cannot — beat time. Time is too fast to hold on to; it will always be faster than me, whether I am racing it or not.
I recognize that I might have been using racing to avoid dealing with tough situations. Racing was my escape. We all have times when we would like to disappear and avoid difficult things. But in the end, this is impossible. We must face the hard times head-on and take the time to slow down to do so.
When people ask me about my best race, I say that it is still to come. I have plenty to look forward to. These days I enjoy the process of exploration rather than the result. I learned that my life is not about finding the next big thing, but about trusting my curiosity.
I realized that there is more than one passion or race I can pursue. In the journey of self-discovery, no matter how fast you go, there are no shortcuts.
There is still a race to win.
Working an office job will truly make you have the wildest enemies, bc why is my nemesis rn a woman I’ve never met and who exclusively haunts me by sending diabolical emails, and also a specific guy who left my company before I even worked here and made the system so fuckass that it ruined procedures for like a year
Yesterday my nemesis (woman I’ve never met and whose face I’ve never seen) sent my office an email so rude, basically saying we had fucked up every project she ever ordered from us, one of the worst emails I’ve ever read in my life.
And it pissed me off so badly that I spent the ENTIRE WORK DAY today compiling evidence from every project my team has ever done for her, pulling past emails she’d sent us, putting together an entire case proving that she had been the problem all along. That she got projects mixed up, that she’d made requests that were nonsensical, literally everything you could possibly imagine. Screenshots of emails, reports we’d submitted, EVERYTHING.
This woman in particular has been terrorizing my team for years, her name is almost a slur in my office, I had simply had ENOUGH of her.
I put all of this evidence together and sent it to all of my bosses at 4:30pm. Then I took a long break to eat a sweet treat and drink some tea.
After my break, my bosses all called in an emergency meeting with me and they said they read my report and fucking loved it. And I sat on a teams call with my boss’ boss as she wrote my nemesis the scathing email I had always fantasized about sending, using the evidence I’d compiled, and hit send.
It was the most satisfying workday I’ve had since I got hired.
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