whenever i’m bored i go to r/petfree and scroll for a while because these people are so fucking insane and have cultivated an echo chamber that is so crazy and they don’t even know it. it’s like actually really funny
they get REALLY mad when someone calls their pet their baby and it’s always somehow mixed with some borderline misogynistic complaint about how the birth rate is falling. just incomprehensible levels of discourse going on over there
like. what??? you’re mad because you saw a dogs footprints in the sand? not an actual dog or dog poop just. footprints? that will be washed away? you are a human being living on earth. of course you’re going to see evidence of dogs being alive sometimes. are you like, ok?
it sucks that even todo lists get affected by the adhd ‘absorption of stationary objects into their environment thus leading to effective invisibility’ thing
yeah my to-do list is empty. what do you mean “what about those five items?” those are just part of the ui obviously
Caine is nine years old, lives in LA, and built his own arcade out of cardboard boxes in the back of his father’s auto parts store.
You’ve go to watch until at least 3:10 when he explains how to check the validity of the “Fun Pass” using the calculators located on the front of each game. So so so good!
[This is a vintage post originally from Apr 2012.]
I’m building a big fancy house for Laika. If all goes to plan, it’ll be this year’s artprize entry.
I’m very encouraged that you guys are recognizing this as not just a dog but a specific dog. I was very worried that I’d bitten off more than I could chew by deciding that my competition piece should be an animal I’ve literally never sculpted before. So thank you!
“During the writing process, he was in his living room excitedly explaining the T-1000 to his friend and collaborator Stan Winston when Winston raised a concern. "I don’t know who the bad guy is,” Winston said. “I need a specific character, a specific image.” To Winston, what Cameron was describing sounded like a blob of goo, not an iconic evildoer. “From a story standpoint, I thought it was a problem,” Winston later recalled in an interview for the picture-book history of his story, “The Winston Effect.” Cameron respected Winston’s instincts for creating memorable characters, and he started reconsidering how he would shape this one. Later that same night, the effects artist got a phone call from his friend. “I’ve got it!” Cameron said. “He’s a cop!” The form the T-1000 would take for most of the movie was a Los Angeles police officer. This solved the storytelling dilemma Winston had raised and also gave Cameron an opportunity to underline a central theme in both of the Terminator movies - how people, especially those in violent jobs, like soldiers and cops, can become barbarized. “The Terminator films are not really about the human race getting killed of by future machines. They’re about us losing touch with our own humanity and becoming machines, which allows us to kill and brutalize each other,” he says. “Cops think all non-cops as less than they are, stupid, weak, and evil. They dehumanize the people they are sworn to protect and desensitize themselves in order to do that job.”“
If you wanna be constantly amazed by the beauty of the world highlyyy recommend getting into insect id I mean look at this beautiful fly and there are always insects everywhere !!!
This is what happens when cruelty becomes policy. The right keeps scapegoating immigrants while quietly gutting healthcare for working-class Americans. Don’t let them gaslight the public with xenophobic distractions–this is class warfare in plain sight.
Owner Roland Beainy, a Lebanese immigrant who says he opened the restaurant in support of Trump, has been candid with local media. Though his restaurants have no official affiliation with the president, Beainy has said he thinks Trump greatly improved the economy during his first presidency (spoiler: he didn’t) and hopes to collaborate with him one day. Not everyone, however, seems as enthusiastic. Even before opening its doors in May, Trump Burger’s Houston outpost was met with middle fingers from passing drivers, according to a Houston Chronicle report — a sign of the friction in a predominantly Democratic city. But Trump Burger isn’t trying to win everyone over. From the “Made in USA” logos plastered on the menu to burgers literally stamped with the Trump name, the restaurant makes its deference to the president (and a particular group of diners) resoundingly clear.
It sounds like the food is extremely whatever, which doesn’t make it different than most burger chains. But here’s the rub:
Every Trump Burger location tries to outdo itself in nationalist and personality cult aesthetics. Though Houston’s exterior is more subdued and minimalist, the Kemah location features a stage for live music and cocktails. The Bellville location seems most over the top: Images of Trump dominate the space, with life-size posters alongside flags, slogans, and merchandise that blur the line between restaurant decor and propaganda. A particularly jarring image shows Trump raising his fist, bloodied ear and all, after surviving an alleged assassination attempt in 2024 — an image positioned not far from shelves stocked with Trump-branded mugs, hats, and koozies.
But for all the visual noise, the actual atmosphere can feel eerily subdued. As I walked in on a recent Sunday, the tension, likely combined with our nervousness, felt palpable. Here, the vibe wasn’t festive — it was stiff, uncertain, and uncomfortable, particularly for me, a woman of color. The other diners present avoided eye contact. Even the playlist, looping music videos on wall-mounted televisions, couldn’t inject life into the space. The most excitement I saw was among families toddling around with their kids, many wearing Trump memorabilia (a boy, no older than 7, donned the shirt that read “Daddy’s Home”). It was a stark contrast to the raucous, family-friendly energy you’d expect at most burger joints.
The sad thing about this is not that restaurant owners and patrons like Trump. I’ve been in breweries for example whne driving around the nation that are obviously Trumpy and it’s kind of weird. But there’s a whole other level from having your establishment being copaganda and it being festooned in Trump gear, including the buns. It’s just a sad state of affairs when people choose their dining options based on the politics of the owners and the branding as openly fascist. That has nothign to do with the food or even the politics, but because it’s just a dreary experience for all involved. No one is really just relaxing and having fun. Either you are so seething with hate that you come to this place or you feel like the enemy who just wants to leave.
It’s like right-wing students who take college courses in order to get their professors in trouble. What a pathetic and sad way to spend four years. Why would you do this?
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