Worldwide eternal Frankenstein living death slavery

I'm reblogging to actually use this

Reblogging so I can read all of this; I think I do need to do better with my emotional maturity so this will come in handy.

Whatever you probably believe about the psychology of cops, I believe about the psychology of prosecutors. I don't think anyone who chooses to become one is a psychologically healthy person. I don't think defense and prosecution should be separate specializations like they are e.g. in Poland, I think prosecutors should be chosen by sortition and rotated often, to avoid getting stuck in the mindset.

In light of recent developments on xitter, I now double down on this proposition, also for the psychological health of attorneys. Turns you one can get too into defending murderrapists.

So we're supposed to agree with the people who thought Harvey Weinstein was a swell guy? Gotcha. The place where every child star has a molestation story? Gotcha.

I've seen some bad takes but this is on a whole different level

Can't help but think of God-Emperor of Dune where Leto II is looking into his ancestral memories and still considers Bach the GOAT over 15,000 years later.

A three-circle venn-diagram where the circles are "sex workers", "the furry community", and "people working in morgues". I don't know what the overlap parts are.

Fourth circle needed: IT workers

You say that with such confidence that I am compelled to trust your vision. Personally I have no idea where this is going.

i'd say the overlap between "sex workers" and "people who work in morgues" is probably "seeing naked strangers a lot"

"professional handling of bodies of strangers"?

If Ratatouille mechanics were real, there would be a whole market of businesses offering the services of operating rats to people who want them, and it'd be like how bees produce honey. People in the rat business would be so exhausted of having to explain over and over again that no, the rats aren't being exploited. If the rats didn't like how they're being treated, they would simply not return. There's no goddamn way to force a rat to be so passionate about playing the saxophone that they'll figure out how to puppeteer a human to do it for them. All that the business does is finding a way to put that specific rat in the hair of someone who's about to go on stage.