It’s impossible to remove.

Disdain.

Jack & Diane, by John Mellencamp

Vain fucking humans. How about it’s wrong to destroy Creation?

“Hurr durr raping Nature makes you ugly.”

… I’m feeling pretty cynical RN.

I encountered this when doing my master’s thesis. The data showed higher cattle use in very low density forest than in completely open areas. I wanted to follow that up to see why. I wondered if a bit of shade helped the forage stay green longer.

Canada’s Brightest Ditch-Digger

There’s a big difference between sabre and longsword cutting techniques though, no? From what I’ve seen sabre fights just look like crazy slashing contests.

Yup, sounds like it. I think this is what the French call “a crime of passion”. The idea is that the moment is so enraging that one cannot be held accountable for one’s actions in that moment. It’s a kind of, “fuck around and find out,” law.

Nothing like some competition to get the Yanks moving.

That was the first word in my head: nope. There’s a whole lot of nope in this photo.

“Yeah, just wheel the piano over against the far wall.”

I’d be freaking out every time a kid jumped off a chair, or came down the stairs too fast. Strictly love -making. No fucking allowed.

Darjeeling had this feeling in lots of places, but not this extreme.

I had a customs officer take me aside and interrogate me after a series of long international flights. “If you don’t have anything illegal, why are you so jumpy?” “Because I’ve been awake for 48 hours straight and I’m getting interrogated by a guy in a uniform determined to pin something on me!?!” Motherfucker.

“Surf Wax America” -Weezer

This is an ancient, but relatively unheard of Japanese dueling style called ‘tugoware’, where the duelists fight left handed, whilst trying to yank a double-handled katana out of each other’s hands.

Fuck, AI really doesn’t get weapons, does it? Amazing it can put together reasonable looking armour, but just can’t figure out a sword.

… we should probably keep it that way. It’s going to be stunned when it tries fighting us.

Just want to make sure y’all are aware you’re quoting a priest here.

To your credit, she’s arguing against the very expression of Christianity you love to hate.

We talking about horoscopes here?

Yes, but over consumption really is a first world problem, isn’t it? If we ended consumerism as a norm more than 95% of the problem would disappear.

Heh … I was hemming a bit melodramatic yesterday, but that’s what this conversation always feels like to me. We have this fundamentally usurious and destructive relationship with an other (Earth), and we’re trying to figure out ways that we can keep using, but not have her die on us.

Why don’t we just live a more reciprocal and life-giving relationship. If we could collectively decide to live simple lives with less stuff and more experiences and community we could have healthy planet and I bet we’d be happier too.

… but you know,. It takes some vision.

Ugh … We’re raping the environment. This is discussing how we can keep our victim alive so we can rape more.

Why can’t we just dial back on the rape of nature?

I’m going to drill a bit deeper on this because I feel sympathy for people who are mired in systemic poverty, and stray into budget poverty in impulsive attempts to experience something nice.

It’s the people who buy $50k vehicle they can’t afford because they want to “fit in” that I have no sympathy for. For me it’s not about Puritanical judgment over how tightly utilitarian someone ought to be, but whether or not someone went into poverty for the sake of conspicuous consumption.

The word “extreme” colours your question a fair bit. I think equality of all genders is good, I don’t think anyone should be subject to unfair treatment based on gender. As a cis-het man I like to be in a relationship with a strong woman.

However, I dated someone for a while that probably fit into the “extreme” category. It was exhausting. I sometimes felt like I couldn’t do anything without it being subjected to the question: “is this the patriarchy?” Like, she needed to hang some closet doors, had no tools, and I was like, “Oh, I can bring my drill over next week and do that!” That offer to help needed to be examined.

It also got annoying that workplace frustrations we both faced were always primarily parsed as “men being sexist” when it happened to her.

IMO often her “fierce conversations” were her being kind of dick about something.

Her model for independence and autonomy strayed very close to a refusal to take anyone else’s needs into account. Her desire to treat everyone like they were equal ignored actual power differentials and the responsibility with which they come. For example, she argued she wouldn’t put the booze away if someone she knew was an alcoholic was coming over because that would be patriarchal and robbing the alcoholic of their agency.

It got exhausting.