I've known plenty of libbing-out but when it comes to being scratched about it, it has to be my old neighbor that lived just down the road at the intersection, one of the first to buy (and performatively loop around the neighborhood with) a Te$la.

I had the misfortune of running into him at the bookstore, and he had this sort of eager "oh boy I'm going to blow your mind" look on his face as he saw me at the tables by the obligatory coffee shop inside.

maybe-later-honey "Isn't it insane what's happening out there?"

debord-tired "What?"

maybe-later-honey "The looney left! They're out of control! I mean... you know it's bad when the most philanthropic human on the planet says they're out of control."

debord-tired "Oh..."

maybe-later-honey "Yeah that's right! ELO~N has to take a stand or no one will! I don't want to be stuck living in a mud hut just so I don't hurt someone's feelings!"

debord-tired "Oh it's your turn. She's trying to take your order."

  • UlyssesT [he/him]
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    1 month ago

    A boomer who had spent the past half hour of the car ride talking about how much he related to Buddhist concepts of compassion mentioned that he thought the homeless people behind his house had stolen his telescope, so he wanted to give them IV drugs coated in rat poison

    hitler-detector Oh wow, just hear this thing!

    It's less severe than that by far, but I remember one particular book store coffee lord (the kind that sort of come there to sit around with overpriced coffee all day to lord over everyone with their very smartness) that said something like "I have visited my shaman enough times and have received enough ayahuasca to know that there is a piece of ultimate truth in all world religions... except boody-hism." galaxy-brain

    That's what he called it. Boody-hism. Not sure why he singled that one out for not having any ultimate truth in it.