What I am suggesting is of course farfetched and with the caveat of complete finnancial and moral abandonment until these ends were achieved.
I feel as though if we're going to play God, we might aswell go for the gusto and do extremely inhumane things in the name of getting to that point rather than stopping at giving Bill and Steve a kid to ruin.
UH OH W-WHAT'S THIS?! HIS PANTS ARE GONE! I REPEAT BEN SHAPIRO'S PANTS ARE GONE! HULK HOGAN'S GOT BEN SHAPIRO BY THE ANKLES! THIS ISN'T LOOKING GOOD FOR BENNY BOY, WHAT'S HE GOING TO DO NEXT, JIM?!
(Hulk starts grunting and making his stupid fucking Hulkamania face as his disgusting, meaty mangina looms menacingly over the very much vulnerable, spread eagle and rightfully fearful Ben Shapiro)
What the fuck is wrong with these people?
What on earth must they contest about SB43 that is so outlandishly offensive and disagreeable that they feel the need to compare it to segregation era water fountains?
Was it the part where the bill considers showing your cock and balls to minors a fucking no-no? Or is it because they can't use public funds to show their cock and balls to minors?
I would pay anyone demanding this type of bereavement leave double to stay gone. I would work night and day, making shady deals and shaking every dirty hand to secure for them their own private island and shower them in riches for them to stay gone.
Morale would improve, crime would plummet (filters out the useless shitheads), American production would improve, accomodating them to stay gone would then be a drop in the bucket - Lord knows they do not generally save money no matter how much you pump into them, so it circulates back quick.
"NOW YOU KNOW HOW WE FEEL!"
You will never be a woman.
That is all that needs to be said to wipe every smirk off the half-stubbled mug of every buffalo bill looking basement creature out there parading around this, maybe in a cute little vtuber voice too, "I will never know how you feel because you are men! uwu" - a final mic drop since they want to ruin the channel and politicize a stupid game anyway. Watch that 41% increase to 110%. It really does work. Anybody who holds the power of basic observation has the ability to profoundly wound these people.
With their constant agitations and the creepy fucking grooming they do on a regular basis, it is more than deserved. I would love to see a huge cultural pushback against these balding dragqueens in denial.
They give momentum to their own ostracism and it will completely be their own fault when people finally collectively decide "nah fuck this guy".
oh yeah i forgot to ask but. how was your home life? if you can go into more detail.
Averting the longwinded crybaby story, shambles for the most part. Generally unsupportive, no father, poor/middleclass/poor-again/dirt-poor, etc.
That said, a lot of life growing up was improvisation. It's kind of why I feel less than compelled by intersectionally relevant argumentation, almost in a fateful way - I've seen just about everything there is to see firsthand that most of the lavish middleclass socialists preach about from on high as if I haven't.
I don't think they know the first thing about discrimination, hilariously relevant - since it's perfectly socially acceptable to discriminate against people with autism, almost openly.
I'm always around for shits and giggles, and don't mind the consultation because I feel that many here are kindred regardless of what their estrangements to the mainline may be, normie or not.
must've really fucked with ya head huh?
As the alpha autist and defacto tard wrangler I guess I was naturally bestowed responsibility somewhat early. It wasn't always so bad, because I lowkey liked a lot of what a lot if them liked.
I guess I am one of the few who it kind of worked out for. It could have been a lot worse, and everytime I think I have it bad - I think of all those I carried through. I think of those I helped along the way thereafter and my burdens aren't so heavy. I thrive under pressure and I'll carry the next guy's load too.
I carry many proverbial tattered banners and bloodied flags. And here we are, at the edge of the world, with little else.
it some times feels like i am. like sometimes when i can't comprehend what someone is saying. and i'm just lost. but everyone else knows what that person is talking about but me.
You sound like someone I knew, fella had ADHD - had a hard time with processing things but was otherwise a solid person. A lot of people got this going on with them and don't always know until much later. It's an unfortunate thing.
And don't sweat it man, I ain't in the business of judging and hope I don't drone on too much, certainly didn't intend to weave a sob story because I'm not about that.
Basically, my whole life I have been fucked, heavily medicated, diagnosed with every single trendy mental illness on the menu. I have been in the same prototypal social skills classes as many the worse off autistics and I have seen some shit - many times I have had to look out for them being the somewhat normal one, or what passed for normal. I don't think I had a choice but to blend in and not really break character infront of normies because I had to stick up for them.
The ways they got fucked with was pretty brutal and it really wasn't fair. Some of them you just couldn't fix, nothing you could really do; some were just prone to being fucked with. The arm flapping thing is real, some of them were just that out there. Others kind of brought it on themselves but understanding the condition they probably didn't know better, but I dunno... I got beat up and slapped around so much early on that I guess I put on a good enough show to get a pass and knew when I was the punchline of someone else's joke and not IN on it. I grew up in the ghetto - many of the others grew up in cushy, coddled places where they could rattle off about their pokemon fixation with neigh impunity and were totally unprepared for the fuckedness of the social hierachies outside of gradeschool.
You smash an autistic kid's head into a wall and everyone fucking laughs. It's perfectly fine seemingly. No one cares about you. You don't have that "it" to them and probably never will.
I have seen what people who've had it worse have been through and where they've ended up. I am one of the last ones alive or not in some kind of institutionalized/familial care.
Myself, I feel it every interaction, that lack of "it" required to be fully understood as a human being. I've always had to be top of the hierarchy or not part of it at all, though strangely enough I get along with Eastern Europeans and Poles just fine, post-soviet countries have been very kind and I feel at no deficit among them.
Now, does it hurt to pretend to be normal? Compared to what I might have been if I had no leash on my interests, haha, no. No I would have gotten it so much worse.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1MJ4Gsmknnc
Like a damned prophet, Harry Partridge guessed it right atleast five times within one skit from 11 years ago.
"ACKTUALLEH~?" This is the point where you know you can coast and be extremely cocky in a conversation with an npc woman, the pullstring programming is on full display - you have messed with empty normie doctrine and a hysterical meltdown is imminent.
Cockiness is the epitome of masculine superiority, embrace it and you will never lose.
You know what will also make you experience depression and sads? Getting shoved into a locker because it's funny to fuck with the kid who flaps his arms when he's happy and won't shut up about pokemon.
Another way is being completely unrelatable as an adult, and treated like a subhuman because of it. Pretty big fuckin' sads right there, bad enough, that damned unbridgeable gap - now imagine if your parents let your stimming run on tap like my first example.
What they're suggesting is a complete social abortion for fretting over a few cracked eggs and hurt feelings - the splits hurt for some people more than others and so does fitting in/not being the target of hard ostracism. Nobody in your adult life wants to hear about your sonic OC and that is a fact of life. Shit's how lolcows like Chris Chan are made.
Good, but it was always intended as a slippery slope towards globalist rhetoric, though when they do achieve it they present problems with it that never actually get solved by later protagonists (Legend of Korra) which I guess backfired.