It’s remarkable how hard it is for folks to just . . . interact with the kid in front of them in ways that are mutually enjoyable. Some kids wanna rough house, some want to tell stories, some want to line stuff up, it’s all good.

Don’t insult junkies and morons by comparing them to this evil fascist.

I ain’t saying China is fundamentally unknowable. That would be dumb. I’m saying I don’t have the expertise to know China, and I haven’t as of this moment found a China expert who I would trust to tell me accurately and without bias what life is like in China.

I don’t pretend to know what life is like for the average person in China. I’m certain that as an American I have been subjected to a lifetime of anti-China propaganda though. So I just don’t try to compare things with China because what’s the use of comparing something to an unknown.

I mean, sure, the administration’s entire policy platform has been made up exclusively of highly refined fatal flaw this whole time.

Truly: it is deeply insulting to addicts and psychopaths to compare them to these evil fascists.

The New Atheists wanted to make the strong case that even when it was good and normal, religion was bad. Only attacking the fucked up weirdos would not have lead to a satisfying victory for them.

Here are some ground-nesting very small bees that lived with me for about a month last year. I never got a solid ID.

I have never understood the desire to fake-connect occult practices with some ancient culture we can know very little about. Want to reject the Christianity of your recent ancestors: cool, congrats, you get to make up something *new* and you should admit it’s new.

I had the same depressing experience.

Deciding whether or not to enable someone else’s self-harm is ethically challenging. I guess I mostly want to know what wild misconception is undergirding her “reasoning” here.

Paywalled: and I guess I kinda wanted to observe a new variety of brain rot this morning. Ah well.

I’m afraid to read this as I suspect it will be the rare piece of satire that instead makes me cry.

I have questions about the mechanics of using a plastic straw to smoke fentanyl. Like I guess I can imagine ways that it would work, but it seems extremely convoluted.

No one stooped so low as to offer us Heineken in the UK, but it was pretty funny that West Coast US IPAs were very popular when we visited. “No thanks, I didn’t travel all this way to drink a beer that was made in my home town of San Diego.”