Plan A, basically, without the stink.

Organize, prepare for direct actions, build solidarity.

Plan B has a stink on it. We are calling it Plan D now.

Satirists have often been the last line of defense for journalism. It makes sense, think how handy the “it was just a joke” defense has been for the worst people. We are still at the stage of our decline where that can work. Soon enough, nothing will be funny at all.

Naive old advice. You are about one generation too late for this to be relevant.

YATA

Sorta scabby thinking there. The writing is on the wall for tech workers too. The reason salaries are falling is that individualistic mindset. I know it has been recently true in tech that the only way to get a raise is to change jobs. This is proving to no longer be true.

Go! Go!

No news source matches my political perspectives, so all of them, I guess.

Woah there, Mr Deep! I see the way you are eye-banging that cephalopod.

Yes that’s the idea, but perhaps it’s not actually a good idea.

I think the plummeting market price per pound of cannabis in Colorado is an interesting case. It has become so cheap that the cost of goods for indoor grown cannabis is higher than the market price. The outdoor growers are the only ones with a favorable balance of costs and product price for the long run.

Anyone want to buy some used lights?

I’ve posted this thought a lot recently but it pertains.

All polls are push-polls. If the results are published anywhere, it is an attempt to further steer oublic action and opinion.

The only moral thing to do is lie like a rug whenever taking a survey.

Caring for the donated cadavers used by a biology department for their pre-med anatomy classes. These were people once, almost always of a John/Jane Doe situation. Very gross and off-putting job, even if you could manage to not wonder about the lives of these former people.

http://principejuanantonio.blogspot.com/2012/10/

“There are too many secrets contained in the silver plated turd to enumerate them all. The devils and satans reveal some to us every day and night, which we shall share with you before the angel of death wraps us under his wings and takes us into the Great Beyond.”

Yeah, sometimes those early encouragements do more harm than good.

As a PhD holder who has worked in healthcare, I really couldn’t use the title doctor because the chance for confusion with a medical practitioner is too high. That’s fine by me, I only use the title on rare occasions such as when speaking publicly in my area of experience. Please just call me Meyotch.

I have a modest proposal.

Let’s all just skip a generation and no one have kids this time. We can easily start having kids again later with a nice clean slate.

Good idea, right?

I just have to pont out, If you have to have a job, you are working class. It doesn’t matter if it’s a well-paying automation job, you are still working class.

The purpose of a system is what it does. Apparently the purpose of our food systems is to overcharge for a basic need and to give you listeria.

Do Mormons next!

The purpose of a system is what it does, after all.

How strange it is, to be anything at all.