My favorite thought terminating cliche. When I point at Ted Bundy and say "serial killer," I become three serial killers. I assume that's how it works.

I'd watch the hell out of it, I'm 50.

Lol'd when I scrolled down to see who signed the complaint.

I mean, we're lucky we made it this far before they got us back for the Great Rat Massacre of 1889.

If by nostalgia, you mean yearning for motion sickness and boredom.

Like, I'm sorry the fascists are giving you difficult choices. But that's what fascists fucking do. The only legit answer is "fuck you make me". The only answer that shows you have actual fucking principles not preferences is "fuck you make me". And that sucks. But here we are.

Probably only to inanimate objects.

My first thought arriving at QED this year was "you know it's QEDcon when you walk into a hotel and see @mikehall314.bsky.social raising his voice at a door."

Jesus Christ, I was terrified.

Child sees that the emperor has no clothes. Decides not to say anything because they aren't a single issue voter.