Ia, Shub Niggurath!

There’s the slightest chance that there is no such person as Donald Trump, and he is in fact a projection into all of our minds by a powerful and malevolent telepath.

[Checks]

Okay, well, TIL that the legal definition of firearm doesn’t actually include flintlocks, though I’m sure that cops in the US would not bother to make that distinction before going all Judge Dredd and getting applause from bootlickers like in the original post.

“Normal” people don’t bring firearms to a rally

fucking losers.

Full of hate

finally finding an outlet

So, Nazis.

Edit:

all new grittier griftier universe!

The underappreciated weapon in defying fascists: “Fuck you, make me.”

There’s A Robert A. Heinlein book about how and why to be involved in politics called Take Back Your Government. At one point he talks about sharing his concerns that fascism was in fact more efficient than democracy with a person who had escaped Hitler’s Germany. The friend asserts that fascism is less efficient, because under fascism, everyone is afraid of the boss, so no one wants to admit when anything isn’t going according to plan, so problems pile up. Democracy, on the other hand, expects and encourages constant complaint, so the problems tend to get discovered and fixed sooner than under fascism.

You can see this process taking place right now: everyone is afraid of displeasing boss Trump, and as a result you’ve got all these clearly fucked up decisions being made while nobody is being honest about how bad of an effect they are going to have. In a functional democracy, representatives would be afraid of the consequences and do something to stem the damage to avoid being tossed out in the next election. In our current reality… we’ll see, I guess?

It kind of sounds like they’re advising you to ditch responsibilities that you don’t think matter in favor of more important-seeming ones, which is the kind of fucked up ladder climbing and damn the consequences that puts sociopaths in most of the positions of power in the world.

Thanks to the Romans, we also have super messy units for length

But we can still blame the English for the furlong.

It would be needlessly expensive, but…

I’d say I have a fairly medium-grade routine.

I hand grind whole beans. Not even super-special premium beans, most likely just the huge bag of Kirkland whole beans. Maybe not even ground same-day, quite possibly ground and then put into a ball jar ahead of time. They are hand-ground, though, with a grinder that is adjusted to a high level of coarseness.

The grounds are measured into a French press. I use a digital kitchen scale so that it’s always the same amount. I use a kettle to get the water to 200F. Pour over the grounds until they’re soaked. Slosh them around a bit for thirty seconds. Pour in the rest of the water up to the fill line on the French press. Set a timer for four minutes. Press down the plunger and pour into a mug, plus a glass bottle for the excess. That’s it. Yes, it’s particular, but I am pretty sure it’s not an ultra-premium process. I’ve had better coffee in a decent hotel. The main thing is exactly measuring what I’m doing, so I get consistent results.

I had my mom and sister over and they complimented my coffee. I didn’t make a big deal about it and thanked them.

The next morning, my sister is up before me. I come out to the dining room and she’s pouring coffee from the press. Suddenly she goes “Oooh! This coffee is strong! Too strong! I’ll have to water it down!”

I ask, “Well how much grounds did you use?”

“Oh, I don’t know, I just eyeballed it.”

“How long did you let it brew?”

“Oh, I don’t know. It’s been a while. It’s still in the press.”

Well, yes, that would possibly result in an unpredictable result. This is why I have a hard time vacationing with my family.

What a terrible day to have eyes.