Go to a local video game bar and play socially there.

I’m bad at tests due to anxiety. Tests usually just elimiate me on the spot so I wish I knew.

Wait a minute, you’re telling me you listen and think about things? I bet you even wear glasses. Someone needs a bit more Pol Pot in their lives. /s

For those who haven’t seen it, I recommend the movie The Killing Fields. If you prefer music, listen to “Holiday in Cambodia”. Same topic in both pieces of media.

Ever listen to the (Tony Hawk Pro Skater OST) song Police Truck by the Dead Kennedys? Nice lil diddy about police brutality.

And every 2pac song was talking about what we would consider “modern issues” 35 years ago. But no, all this “woke” stuff just showed up yesterday…

He’s the one who likes all our pretty songs
And he likes to sing along
And he likes to shoot his gun
But he knows not what it means
And I say ‘yeah’

Annoying, since cats shouldn’t be drinking cows milk anyway. But I guess most people with cats don’t know that. Poor cats. Died due to lack of knowledge of their owner.

The age-old myth that milk and cats go hand-in-hand has officially been debunked by veterinarians and cat experts. Regardless of how tasty milk may be to your cat, this is bad news for their stomach and digestive system. As it turns out, most cats are lactose intolerant. Is milk bad for cats?

Just like humans, some cats can’t digest lactose, a milk sugar that’s found in dairy. The only time in a cat’s life when its body actually has enough of the enzyme lactase to properly digest lactose is at birth and during its early years of life. This is so the cat can feed off of its mother’s milk. After that, less and less lactase is produced, resulting in potentially increased digestive complications.

“Even though some cats can tolerate milk and seem to enjoy it, cow’s milk just isn’t good for cats,” says Dr. Gary Richter, a veterinary health expert with Rover. “Cats don’t need dairy milk, and the potential problems outweigh the potential benefits.” Here are some other signs that your cat is trying to tell you something.

Fair points.

Yes. Like I said I agree with a lot of your points. My examples are intentionally oversimplified to avoid diluting the idea I want to demonstrate.

I hope you understand that I’m trying to help you communicate more effectively, because i think that what you are communicating is valid.

Not everything is an argument. It’s important to understand when people are helping you, or you end up attacking allies. We are likely on the same side.

I actually agree with parts of your underlying idea, but your tone is so awful that you’re convincing people to disagree with you.

You could be like : “I believe in cats because of cat videos.”

But instead you’re like : “What are you? Some kinda ducking idiot? You never seen a cat video? You scared of cats bro?! Small minded population can’t accept cats!”

Surely you understand tone? I hope you are only like this on the internet.

Seconded. 8-12 hours at most.

But that is the answer to the question. I’m not understanding the alternative. If the person wants to ask, “What race are you?” They should ask using those words.

I can’t recall a time ever needing to know anyone’s race. So I’ve never asked this question in 50 years, but perhaps one day? Idk, seems like a potentially insensitive question.

That’s what he has always done though?

“Bitching” is not inherently negative, though it is the most aggressive word I can think to mute criticism.

His job is tech criticism and info shares.

Frame it as bitching if you like, but your bias is showing.

Translation of your comment, “I don’t like _ and others shouldn’t either.”

Nah, we good. I like em.

Hiking mountain, misty/rainy midday. Summit didn’t look like a summit to me, and I’m not an experienced hiker. Had forgotten my hiking boots so was hiking in flat-bottom running shoes.

Arrive at summit, of course, want to walk to edge to enjoy my hard-earned view. Begin walking down incline to my “perceived summit” (mistakes intensify). Realize it sure is a steep path. Total path from arrival to “perceived summit” was ~10 meters. 5 meters from edge I slip, ow, that hurt. Oh, I’m sliding. Time ceases to exist, this all feels like forever. Quickly flatten body such that backpack grabs surface.

Where am I? How far did I slide? 2-3m, panic, I am more than halfway towards the edge in an ever increasing steepness summit. Everything is wet. I launch myself to my feet and rush away from the ledge, processing what just happened. Oh. I see.

Strangers freaked out, friends freaked out, everyone has adrenaline. Sit and consider what occurred, try to calm myself but the panic of existential dread was persistent for the next six hours or so.

Good hike.