Successfully foraging in nature is naturally rewarding.

And if that’s not a satisfying answer, just note that one’s idea of “fun” tends to change around the time they reach their 30s. I’d be stoked to find edible plants in the wild.

Crowds like this have been protesting for months. I saw similar images from various cities at the first 50501 protest. As another commenter posted, media simply hasn’t been covering them.

Please don’t confuse a lack of coverage for a lack of protests.

Oh snap, you’re me! I just wrote about having the same routine!

As to “sleep hygiene” stuff, I find that a lot of well-intentioned tools and advice simply don’t work for me. That’s why I value hearing what creative solutions the fellow members of my neurotribe come up with. It’s also validating to find that others ended up organically following the same routines as I do.

I switch to one of the numerous Wikipedia pages I seem to perpetually have open. I put the browser on a dark “reader” mode and read until I find myself unable to follow along, which is a signal that my brain’s ready to sleep. If I end up staying awake for a while, it’s not because of the phone keeping me up - it’s because my brain simply isn’t ready to sleep yet.

In fact, if I don’t have quiet time to read alone on my phone just before I fall asleep, it can make falling asleep even harder. The topic of the page gives me something to think about and redirect myself toward if my brain tries to wander. It’s not a perfect solution, but it helps often enough. This is especially true if I’m traveling. My brain’s more alert in unfamiliar places, and the farther I deviate from my typical routine, the harder it is to fall asleep. Sometimes those few minutes of reading are the only consistent thing day-to-day, and it’s a time I look forward to. It wouldn’t help me to take that away.

A person in the U.S. might say their height is 6’5" (six feet, five inches.) Put into centimeters, that’s a little over 195.

The joke is that the number is really high, and without context (like by specifying “195 cm”) it could represent a variety of things. OP chose to make it represent “OnlyFans accounts to follow.”

If there is any additional point to specifying it as “OnlyFans,” I didn’t pick up on it. Anyway, I hope this helps the rest of that comment make a little more sense.

This reminds me of when a neighbor reported to the landlord that we were smoking weed indoors. She claimed she could smell it in her own apartment. We weren’t (and weed is legal where I live, so it’s a moot point.) When the landlord came around, we let him come in and smell our apartment. He found nothing.

So we suggested that the landlord go smell HER (the narc’s) apartment to confirm how bad the smell is. Guess what? She refused to let him in.

If she ever attempts to complain again, the procedure now will be to investigate her apartment first. If she refuses, we won’t be bothered. So yeah.

Ah yes, it is a Chromebook. Sorry, I didn’t realize it was a whole separate thing. I’m not hip to new/modern computer stuff, haha.

I don’t know much about Linux, but it’s the system on the computer I share at home. I think I’ve become spoiled to it.

I recently started a new job and was issued a PC laptop. The amount of obnoxious pop-ups and AI crap that I can’t seem to find settings to disable are infuriating. It’s like the computer and the Google apps we use assume I can’t do or figure out anything on my own.

Also, tangential, Gemini needs to stop suggesting itself - yes, I know you’re there. I’m ignoring you because I can’t seem to block you, but I wish you’d just leave me alone.

Ah, I see. I appreciate the clarification!

It definitely is not a left vs right thing. The context of my comment was simply “a response to the alt-right pipeline.” That’s the most that political alignment matters in this situation.

Is the advice in my comment wrong? I’m a woman who’s been watching the alt-right chew up and spit out boys for a while. My power to do anything about it is limited, because (if online) as soon as such a young man learns that I’m female, they have a ready-made reason to ignore everything I say. If in-person, they would dismiss me before I even speak. I do a lot of activism and speaking to build community and support local causes, but this is one arena that I can’t even enter. The nature of this issue invalidates me from the get-go.

What else can I do except encourage men to step up and do the activism that I wish I could do?

A leftist response to the alt-right pipeline starts with men. It would take a ton of emotional labor, but at-risk boys simply aren’t going to listen to women the way they will listen to men.

This brings a conundrum, as women are generally much more practiced at emotional labor than men are. They aren’t naturally better, they don’t choose to take it on, but they are conditioned to deal with it in a way that most men aren’t. That’s why women tend to have support networks that are there for them in times of difficulty, but many men don’t. Again, it’s not inherent nor a choice, but a complex result of society and circumstance.

Point is, if you’re a man and you’re waiting around for someone else to start lifting up men and boys, you’re going to be waiting a long time. As cliché as it is, you have to be the change you want to see in the world. Have some male friends you haven’t talked to in a while? Message them, ask them how they’ve been, and don’t be scared to get deep about things.

A support network starts with connecting two points, and if you don’t make the effort to build and maintain it, it’s not going to happen.

Goddamn, that’s a “monkey paw wish” if I’ve ever heard one.

(Creepy that the kid was 15 and the women were adults, but that’s a different issue.)

I wish critical thinking were taught and encouraged, but even my school teachers told blatant lies and sent me to the principal for pointing them out. There’s a systemic issue interfering with people’s abilities to question what they’re told (at least, here in the U.S.), and the addition of anxiety makes cracking that egg an even bigger challenge. I learned long ago not to assume that everyone else thinks about things the way I do, and unfortunately almost everyone holds some kind of belief that they’ve never critically examined.

it’s a consequence of being told you have to be perfect or you failed growing up

This would explain so much of the political in-fighting we see here, where “the perfect” becomes the enemy of “the good.”

You got it. Sometimes the safest thing to do when somebody’s having hallucinations is to play along, and that means telling lots of lies. Sometimes people think their kids (who are well into their 60s) are still newborns, and they will have a panic attack because they don’t know where their “baby” is. I’ve reassured people that I “just set the baby down to nap” numerous times.

I’ve seen people treat dolls like real babies, too, and one time a lady rolled up to me in her wheelchair, asking to see a doctor because her baby (a doll with food smeared over its mouth) wasn’t eating. I even went so far as to get those “magic” doll bottle things that appear to “empty” when you tip them.

Point is, you’re right. But I don’t feel as conflicted about all the other lies I told, I guess the religion thing is just too … I dunno, “icky” for me? I’m an out atheist with pretty much everyone else. I don’t like having to go back into a closet.

When I worked in a nursing home, I was Christian.

I mean, I wasn’t. At all. But the dying little old ladies who sundowned so bad that they sometimes thought I was their grandchild? When they asked if I believed in Jesus, I’d bite my tongue and tell them yes. I hated having to lie to their faces, I hate even thinking about it all these years later, but some of them had nothing to look forward to except “going to heaven” by that point. Lying seemed the most ethical choice.

Ask any Baby Boomer for career advice, and you’ll see how true this is. Who else was advised to “go straight to the boss” when applying for a job?

Double points if you were then directed to apply on a website.

Triple points if you told whoever offered you advice that you had to do the entire application process online, and they didn’t believe you.

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This is Michu, he used to live next door to me. He would be outside all the time, even in the freezing cold. Sometimes I’d hear him meowing at the neighbor’s back door to come back in, but nobody would answer. I’d hear the little guy calling out, and nobody would even be home. Sometimes I’d find him curled up on my deck chairs, so I started leaving blankets on them for cold nights. Eventually he started approaching me when I sat outside. We’d chill on the step and watch nature together.

But then a few months ago, he stopped coming. He stopped appearing entirely. When I talked to the neighbors, I learned that he’d contracted a UTI and had died. (Apparently it only takes a few hours for a swollen urethra to kill a male cat.)

Now, I don’t know how much his outdoors lifestyle contributed to his acquisition of a UTI (since they can occur in indoor cats as well, and search engine enshittification is making my search for hard data impossible.) However, I imagine that if Michu had been inside, his people might have noticed he wasn’t healthy.

Honestly, I’m not a vet and I’ve never had a cat, so I don’t feel qualified to tell people how to take care of theirs. This thread just reminded me of how I miss this little guy. He was around 4 years old and still had a lot of love to give. I was just lucky enough to receive some of it.

RIP, Michu ❤️

ONE STROKE, 99 cuts!

Like shaving with an old razor blade.