Publicly shun people. You’re a rule breaker? You’ve been shunned by society and people who associate with you will be known associates of the shunned.

I’m in Jersey (New), and while we attended Catholic services, we weren’t exactly religious, and nor were my neighbors and the town in general. Perhaps it was regional. I have heard of this, just didn’t experience it. My parents also let a little bit of Satan into their lives sometimes too, as anyone who was in their 20s in the '80s did.

That blows, because we’re similar age, I’m born in '87, and I look back fondly at the freedom I had as a kid. It’s a bit how I intend to model my parenting around, although it’s hard to escape modern times in my mind sometimes. But my kids will wander around the neighborhood alone (in a couple of years, still too young), get dirty, stay out til the sun goes down, that kind of thing, with the caveat of not bothering people and their properties. Probably easier said than done on my part, we shall see.

It’s the Goldilocks of atars, just right.

I didn’t have a lot of sense when I was younger, but I had enough to not get a bike. I liked vroom vroom very much. I now drive 2018 Legacy, as befits my dad status.

I’d never heard that point and it’s really interesting. I drive around the part of NJ that is close to NY, Bergen, Essex, Hudson Counties, and sometimes it’s a straight up stop sign at the edge of a highway. And the problem is, there’s no other way to go, I’m not cutting through a residential area or nothing, this is me coming from the turnpike onto Rt. 9 or something, massive thoroughfares with insane volumes. And you just do commit and that’s it. Terrible design, but with the light you’ve shown on it, I can understand it a bit better.

Driving stick, I would do this all the time. In fact, I’d do it in the left lane, which I would never do, but for the fact all of the lanes are just constant stop and go. I’d leave massive buffers, 20-30 cars, and just cruise 5-10mph, and never stop. I just don’t understand why anyone wants to use their brakes at all, I hate using my brakes. I’d rather just coast in perpetuity than feel inertia in any direction.

It’s a little of column a and a little of column b. When I’m driving and some absolute piece of garbage is riding directly next to the car to their right, I equate them to a blood clot, which is funny, because they also make me feel like having an aneurysm. I also don’t forgive the driver on the right, because they are more than capable of allowing a space for other drivers to pass.

The absolute lack of awareness on the road is startling. I swear to God, people are looking through straws and their neck doesn’t move.

Building extra lanes, though, does not solve the problem.

I got the sarcasm here, but I think your reply really drove it home for anyone who missed it.

The impossible is possible at Zombocom.

Used to load Zombocom on every computer in the lab back in high school. Except the one computer that faced away from the teacher that was used to play Ass Hunter on ebaumsworld. Unfortunately, that computer also faces the door to the class, so it was risky, and ultimately became a problem.

When I was in the Marines I was a manager of sorts. Was in charge of 12 guys, direct report for three teams of four guys apiece. I made demands of them, but when our goals were met I let them use their time as they wanted. I got down into the shit with them, I taught them, I made them teach each other. Overall, we all performed well. I liked being in charge because I felt I could help make them better, and I think I did. I am certainly not the only person to have been that way.

I think your generalization is overly broad, and it just reeks of nobody should have to do anything. There needs to be some structure to things, we’ve had hierarchies going back a bajillion years, they exist in the animal world, it just makes sense. To claim that all managers just want to put their thumbs on people sounds ignorant.

I eventually got out, and it was basically because I knew that I was no longer going to be able to lead the same, my priorities in life had changed, and it was time to step aside. Again, I’m confident I’m not alone, and I say that becaue I’ve had very good leaders. To your point, though, I have had some absolute shitheads who were my bosses, managers, leaders, but far from all of them. But they do exist.

Everybody my age and younger is a girl. My age and older is a woman. There’s a little blue around my age. I’m 36. My wife and I, and our husband and wife friend couples, I refer to us as guys and girls.

I hang mine, not by a hanger that’s weird, but by an old paper tower roll holder that is just three metal arms that I now hang bananas from, which is probably weirder than a hanger. I think they ripen at the same rate, but they don’t get bruised from sitting on a counter or something. I happen to prefer my bananas with splotchy peels.

Anyway, also have totally come into my kitchen to peels agape, banana meat exposed for the world to see, dangling as though they’d been sentenced for murder in the Old West.

HFCS doesn’t kill people, it’s the cardiac diseases and cancers that do!

Yeah, it drives me nuts because that’s obviously what it is. MTV went to shit when they introduced commercials. Anytime you’re selling shit to the masses, God forbid you alienate a group of people because you said the word cunt.

I’ll go one step further and say fuck PG-13 ratings. If you take an R concept and make it PG-13, I know it’s going to be shit.

Vitamin D toxicity is also a big problem, and doctors have been overprescribing supplementary vitamin D for years. Feels almost like a joke, you’re damned if you do, damned if you don’t.

Doesn’t “depressant” have more to do with your body’s functions and not necessarily the depression we think about? Been a long time since high school health and EMT classes.

Kratom cut my drinking by 80%. Haven’t had a single beer at home alone in years. Still go out occasionally with friends, so not a recluse or anything, just the excess stuff.

For me, it was AIM chatrooms and ebaums forums, maybe the super early days of Skype (before being sold to Microsoft obviously). Shit did feel more real, and while content maybe didn’t come out at the same frequency, and there sure was shit, you just knew you were talking about it with other people. Made some good friends back then, would’ve been cool to stay in touch, but 20+ years is a long time.

Marine Corps beat that into me. We had two options for drinks at the chow hall in boot camp: water or blue Powerade. No milks no juices no sodas no red Powerade. Only blue Powerade. It’s the only one I’ll drink anymore, the rest serve no purpose.