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maybe i will put some info here too, when i have the time
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no fucking way
TIL Ray Bradbury first titled Fahrenheit 451 “The Fireman”, then called a local fire station to ask what temperature it would take to actually ignite books. The responding firemen placed him on hold and burnt a book, then reported that the heat required was “Fahrenheit 451″.
via reddit.com
That’s such a fire fighter thing to do.
“You know what? That’s a good question. I’m gonna put you on hold while I find out”
My dad used to design kitchens at Lowe’s and one day he got a dude from one of the national labs looking to buy a countertop. Dad sent him home with a sample of a quartz-composite countertop to make sure the color will look good with his existing cabinets. The dude asks my dad what the composition of the countertop is and whether it’ll melt if he puts a pot on it (since it’s a composite and not pure stone) and Dad gives him some rough numbers and reassures him that it won’t melt if he puts a hot pan on the counter. The dude comes back with week later without the sample. The dude gives dad a detailed list of the countertops composition, to the nearest hundredth of a percentile, and the exact temperature it melts at, because he took it to his lab and melted it down. tldr, it’s not just firefighters.
Imagine giving someone a sample of the granite you use to make countertops and they come back a few days later just to tell you they fucking dematerialized it
Ok, but this is just, like, what people do if they have access to equipment. We just… put shit in it. Just to see. At this point, I’ll try and hit just about anything with an arc, just to see. I’ll sand and polish anything you’ll let me, if I’m bored enough. If I had a machine that could melt something down and tell me exactly what was in it? I’d be just waiting for parts of my world to become “trash” so I could de-materialize it and turn it into knowledge of what it was.
Little life advice:
Everyone who says not to set your stove clock or microwave clock because you won't use them and don't look at them anyway is lying.
Set them.
Because sometimes, you will come come from a week away when no one was in your home, and see the stove and microwave clocks blinking and go, "Oh shit, the power went out while I was gone, even though it's clearly back, which means every single thing in my fridge and freezer might have gotten room temperature and refrozen, and will give me food poisoning."
And it will be the only indication whatsoever not to eat it.
Anyway, just got back from the grocery store, but at least I don't have botulism.
I know this is a 'better safe than sorry' kind of scenario, but if you like me live in a place where power often goes off for a few minutes due to power grid failures in summer with all the A/C units going in the neighborhood, it's not going to help.
Put a glass full of water in the freezer. I use a shot glass to save space. Once the water is frozen, put a coin on top.
If when you're back the coin is under the ice, you know your shit has defrosted and should be thrown out.
by Jessica Cioffi

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Bro absolutely COOKED with this.
If you ever hear the phrase "fascism is aesthetics as politics," that's what this post is talking about.
It's not about being tough on crime, because the absolute toughest most brutal measure you could take against "crime" as a social problem is to alleviate poverty, and increase access to education, healthcare and social mobility.
It's about performing "tough on crime" as an aesthetic by enacting violence against a prop, i.e. minorities and the impoverished, who are fetishized and objectified to represent "crime." They are brutalized as punishment for crime, but never with the purpose of alleviating the problem of crime.
This is why a lot of conservatives and other right wingers can get straight up angry when you suggest things like reform or social measures to reduce crime. They don't want crime to be reduced, they want an eternal war against "crime" because it provides an arena for the righteous to demonstrate virtue by brutalizing their enemies.
to be clear: the people organizing, funding, and directing the current fascist movement are motivated by material and ideological concerns beyond this, but for the average bandwagon chud who won't see any exploitative loot himself, the opportunity to take part in senseless cruelty that makes him feel powerful is the motivating reward
you should be addicted to shutting the fuck up
You wanna fuck me so bad it makes you look stupid
“Living weapon” covers a lot and all of it is hot
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i should be allowed to forcibly vent steam like an overheating robot. why are we waiting around for sweat like some kind of homeostatic pile of ooze. i want to chug a cup of water blast it out of holes in my core and drop my temperature by ten degrees
ill settle for exhaling the steam in one great blast of course. im a reasonable woman
local matchmaker losing it over yet another unrealistic demand from the clientele 🤣🤣
Translation by me. :))
“Even a slightly increased possibility of summoning rain is still an ability to summon rain” is such a good point
The answer is absolute freedom. You can become a eunuch after having biological children, but time and space constrain and bind up all.
you motherfuckers gotta start writing out the names of these fucking shows. i can't take another post talking about the reveal that's so good in the new season of WINWTBVASGS
with that said, i will set an example for others to follow. did you all enjoy last night's new episode of What?? I Never Wanted To Be Virginia's Sexiest General Solicitor!!
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rancid vibes are off the charts and im LOVING EVERY MINUTE OF IT!!!!!!!!
One of the best letters I’ve ever seen just popped up on my Facebook memories. Still makes me laugh.
As today is the 50th anniversary of the moon landing, it’s a great time to revisit Dinah from Devon’s memory of this historic event. And yes, still makes me laugh.
Today is the 54th anniversary of the moon landing, but Dinah’s diary entry is still absolutely magnificent.
57th anniversary of the moon landing and the best diary entry in the history of diary entries. Sit down Samuel Pepys, it’s over. UGH.