Human waste products I can understand. But how many humans would you need to mulch to get enough blood for a building project? That’s one of the main fluids we usually want to stay inside our bodies.

It looks like @Kolanaki posted the source further down the thread: it’s the flute part from a piece in the Jungle Book.

I just searched for it a bit, but all the sources I could find (twitter, pinterest, BlueSky) also don’t say where it’s from, except that it’s a flute piece.

In case your wife wants to see more of these like I did, the oldest source I could find was Musical composition with threatening auras (29 photos).

Slotted spoons don’t hold much soup.

I’ve got serious tech skills I could be using for evil.

Every day I wake up destitute, I think,

Why not. Why shouldn’t I create a fully automated ecommerce site dropshipping all the trash to Etsy & elsewhere? Hell, why not start a cult? I can at least source cheap FlavorAid.

This bridge has been stupid low for decades, and it’s a main artery from downtown to the (e hospital and) highway. As of the last time I drove past it, the advance warnings signs didn’t seem adequate to me.

Oh shit, I posted a separate comment before I read yours – this is my bridge! Oo

There’s a bridge near me with scuff marks on the underside like that. I’ve driven under and briefly wondered about the stories behind each one, and now your post makes me want to investigate further.

Oh this one cuts.

I’m 54. When people ask my opinion of this war, I change the subject. I’m not proud of that, but I’ve seen this war more than once.

I have strong opinions about many things, but I’ve seen what this particular war does and I’ve learnt there’s no winning it. I donate to Gaza, but nothing I can say will change the horror the latest flare up of this war will bring. Im sorry.

Most of us don’t want to till fields and milk cows, and we’d rather trade things like iPhones with people who are cool with shovelling cow shit.

I know, that’s surprising. We’ve only been trading like that for a few hundred thousand years. Fucking millennials.

Less than two steps between that and eugenics, and one step between eugenics and genocide. We’ve seen and documented that. It’s a logical but sociopathic mentality.

Conversely, when we realise that we’re stronger together and act empathetically as a society, every one of us and all of society benefits. When we care for the least of us, crime goes down and we find geniuses who improve life for us all, who would otherwise die in anonymous poverty.

Living like barbarous animals – not rising above the ‘brutality of nature’, as you said – helps sociopaths who take advantage of our better nature to enrich themselves. Indeed, if we structure our society around that, as we have done lately, our society will devolve around the lowest common denominator (people like Musk or Trump).

We can and must do better than that.

They’re not required here. You just plop your child in your regular car with no changes whilst they’re learning. It’s insane. I bought a magnetic sign to warn people though, because that seems nuts to me.

I was making a joke tho.

Little Bobby tables learns to drive.

This is smart. When my son was learning, I put a magnetic ‘student driver’ sign on my car, too. More people should do this. It’s just polite.

… so far. Just wait til fascists are in control, and they kill all social programs then reallocate those resources to shit like that. The German government did that in the late 30s. They started using all government and private records to root out undesirables.

Ten years ago I wouldn’t have worried either, but now? I wouldn’t give my information to anyone.

There doesn’t seem to be anyone arou-und.

Fuck you.

(Sigh, okay, it’s not your fault I’m old. I’m just angry about it.)

This was literally the next post in my feed, lol:

You can also take deductions for costs relating to criminal activity!

That’s it, I’m done for today. Nothing can top that.

I thought having dropped my son off at daycare sufficiently aged me. That part was true.

I had just dropped my son off at daycare. I needed a new heel for my shoe, so I decided to go to Morganville, which is what they called Shelbyville in those days. So I tied an onion to my belt, which was the style at the time. Now, to take the ferry cost a nickel, and in those days, nickels had pictures of bumblebees on 'em. Give me five bees for a quarter, you’d say. Ah, there’s an interesting story behind that nickel…