"Okay boss, I finished that paper on the relevant laws I've made up and various Constitutional guarantees I believe should be waived, and I'm ready to publish a news article pointing out that if you think for yourselves, we have the right to line you up and execute you in cold blood for glorious mother China, and we fucking will you fascists. All I need is --"
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, are you crazy?! You can't publish repugnant, false, criminal drivel like that!"
"Oh right, we're a reputable newspaper... hey, intern! You want a byline?"
"That's better."
Okay, by now you're probably familiar with the Dunning Kruger effect. Stupid people think that they're smart, because they're not smart enough to realize that they're stupid.
This is not the same philosophy as "All I know is that I know nothing." (which is, in the peak of irony, used by educated idiots to pretend that their intellectual sloth is actual wisdom), but an entirely unrelated phenomenon. This is the intellectual equivalent of being born without legs in a village full of people without legs, learning to walk on your knees, then seeing somebody from elsewhere walk on their two feet, and denouncing them for walking funny. It is a form of stupidity that straddles and then crosses the bounds into a full blown disability. These idiots are no more aware of their idiocy, than a child in a coma is aware they're missing out on life.
People often uphold the movie "Idiocracy" as an example, but frankly, it glosses over how insidious this is -- the chilling realization that people of 500 years later in that movie don't realize how stupid society has gotten, and look back on the olden days, if they ever do, with a feeling of "novelty is superiority"; the fallacy that being newer makes you automatically better. People used to quench plants' thirst with toilet water?! Guh, those idiots!
We already do that shit. People pretend to be superior by looking back even a decade ago, saying "cringe", and patting themselves on the back for being more woke and advanced. To say nothing of the 1600s -- millennials scoff at an era without electricity and smart phones, and yet our ancestors devised genius ways to get news to other continents, to light their homes efficiently, to keep food safe, to treat disease, and far more. It is on their laborious shoulders that we had the idle time to invent the internet, pocket devices, and other leisurely pursuits.
And it is a feat that frankly, our generation cannot repeat. If all technology were to "great reset" tomorrow, there'd be practically nobody on this goddamn planet who'd know what to do to go on. A few ranchers, a few roughnecks, a few hermits who'd not even notice the collapse, but the vast majority of us would be fucked. Even -- especially -- the people who scoff and pretend that they're not tech addicted, their mother grew potted tomatoes and basil one summer and that's totally the exact same thing as being the son of a farmer who grew up working 5a-9p to survive.
It is not that the people of the past were stupider, but that they were less educated. The people of now are more educated, but in a test of wits between them and a bag of rocks, I'd give it to the pebbles 9 matches out of 10. Education is a coin that is only worth what you spend it on, and as a nation we're pretty much bankrupt.
People like to pretend that if you snatched up a genius, such as Einstein, and showed him something from the modern world he'd freak out and decry it all as witchcraft, when the truth is he'd probably muse over it critically for a few days and then start offering obvious improvements based upon his observations.
The flipside, if you took a millennial and dropped them off in the late 1800s and told them to go ahead and use their superior knowledge to improve the world, would be that they'd starve to death within a few days, desperately hunting for a Walmart to buy microwave meals and a phone charger. (All while mocking their newly contemporary peers for being so dumb they don't even know what a Walmart is.)
And now for the final blow, the last straw.
People of today believe they're smart, not as a demonstrable attribute, but an inherited matter of fact. If you believed that being right handed was rare, and then you moved to a place where everyone was right handed, you'd go "huh, I guess I'm not THAT different outside of my little village. Maybe someone here can teach me how to write." But a default belief in their own intelligence? There's no way to challenge that assumption. Anything that disproves how smart they are, is stupid. Anything that proves how smart they are, well duh, everyone knows that.
THAT's why articles like this resonate with lefties. Not any evidence, not any fact, not any intellectual effort whatsoever. Strip away all the fluff and filler, and you're left with:
Trusted Source of My Own Views
Don't be stupid
People who do research are stupid. Don't be stupid. We're smarter than them. That is all. Also, sportsball player wins at sportsball as we knew would happen. Remember, only stupid people disagree with us, we're smart. Here are ten ways that the new funny person on tv was so funny that you can tell all your friends since you're smart and funny. Only stupid people disagree, we're smart and funny people. Latest news: orange man is bad, and only stupid people voted for him. Only stupid people disagree with us, we're smart people. And remember, only stupid people disagree with us, we're smart people.
AND THEY EAT THAT SHIT UP. It reinforces what they already believe -- that people who do research before coming to a belief are just wasting their time and nowhere near as smart as they naturally are when they whimsically decide to agree with the news talking heads -- and gives them an out so that any scant cognitive dissonance they may have from their doublethink layers is negated. Note the phrasing: "as we're taught to do it".
It's not that critical thinking, which they've been taught to accept as a good thing (and therefore they're so proud of themselves for being so naturally good at by watching CNN and then independently coming to a liberal viewpoint) is bad, but that the system of critical thinking itself is flawed somehow, in a way that only becomes erroneous when other people who are obviously more stupid do it to challenge your views. Which is stupid, and only stupid people disagree, we're smart people. Therefore, other people critically thinking is stupid, and if you're reading this article, you're good at critical thinking and therefore smart.
✓ If you're a guy, the cover of your album is your favorite gee-tar resting in your favorite pickup parked in your favorite wheat field, somewhere in Texas. Favorite dog optional, but if he's present he'll be sitting to the right of and slightly behind the guitar, staring at it curiously.
✓ If you're a gal, the cover of your album is you: head tossed back defiantly, lip bit seductively, staring off into the distance vapidly. Guitars, outdoors, trucks, dogs, and other thematic elements, if present, will be heavily blurred so as to not draw attention away from how good you look in that tight denim jacket you're wearing over a lacy white bra.
According to utility companies, the average family of four uses anywhere from 3,000 - 12,000 gallons a month. INDOORS ONLY.
That includes: running the dishwasher on heavy load for three forks and a plate, twenty minute showers, bubble baths, toilet flushing, laundry machines, laundry machines again because they never seem to come out clean the first time do they?, hosing down the slip'n'slide and running it from your bedroom to the kitchen permanently so you don't have to get up for a snack, cooking said snacks, cleaning up after those snacks, drinking, having a glass of water after your drink so you can pretend to be healthy, pouring water down the toilet to pantomime having a bladder bigger than three horses so that annoying visitor gets the hint and leaves before it gets awkward, that one faucet that always drips but you haven't gotten around to fixing yet, practicing your waterbending, and all that adds up.
You need to drink about 3-4 liters of water (~¾-1 gallon) per person, per day. If you're using refillable bottles, remember that water doesn't keep well by itself, the technical term for this is "it gets funky", breeding ground for nasty shit. An old trick is to lightly rinse out old bleach jugs, then use them to hold water. The trace amounts of chemicals left will sterilize the water and keep it clean without getting you sick when you drink it. (Has a bit of a tangy aftertaste, though.)
To flush your toilet once a day ("if it's yellow..."), add about another 1-2 gallons if you have an efficiency model, or 5-7 gallons if you don't. Although it sounds gross, you can have your family piss in a bucket and shit in the toilet, and whenever the bucket gets mostly full use that to mechanically flush the solid waste down, to save on water.
If you have a weird kid who insists on shitting in the piss bucket, go ahead and kill him now. There's no helping the little fucker. Also, congrats, you now have more water for everyone! Yay!
Also, you don't want to let piss and shit sit out too long in the name of saving water, or you attract pests, foment bacteria, and the really bad diseases happen. We're talking Oregon Trail where everyone dies of dysentery here.
Showers consume ~2 gallons per minute, so they're out of the question. Won't even mention bathing in a tub, even if everyone shares the same bath water that's still not efficient (plus you risk tossing the baby out, although if you're running out of water because you insist on bathing, well, survival of the fittest and all that.)
Get a couple of washrags and sponges apiece, fill up a few lidded five gallon jugs apiece with water and about a tablespoon of bleach (as before but slightly stronger, to keep it from festering), and use this to sponge bathe. Remember the "its": pits, tits, shits, and bits are the most important places to wash (e.g., prioritize washing your armpits, chest, asshole, and genitals.) This also means, don't waste thirty gallons of emergency water washing your hair, ladies. Embrace the natty dreads look, it's totally in this month.
Also, don't double dip. We get that some nastiness is going to get into the communal water (that's why we sterilize it heavily first), but keep another bucket to squeeze the foul water into, use a different sponge for your asshole and genitals than the one you dip in the bucket, and remember which is which. Never go ass to mouth.
As a bonus, you can also use this water for your gray water needs, either to flush the toilet if the pissoir trick doesn't do it, or to hand wash dishes and clothes in. Just remember to keep your buckets separate: don't do laundry in the drinking water, don't scrub forks in the shit water residue, and don't dump the piss bucket over your head for a shower -- and if you accidentally do, don't gargle. (Most important tip on this list, honestly.)
So far we're up to about 30 gallons for drinking, 30-210 gallons for toiletry, and another 30 for bathing, dishes, and laundry. Per person. (Hope you have an efficiency toilet, poop like once a week, or like the smell of feces in the morning, there's a reason why toilets beat out even older models of washing machines for worst water wasters.)
You'll also want water for cooking, and no, you don't want to just crib that from your drinking supply. Gourmet mac and cheese isn't worth dehydration. No, not even that fancy stuff from Kraft is worth dying for. I'm super serious, you guys.
Overall, let's say anywhere from 150-300 gallons per person, for a month. A 55 gallon drum is about a midget tall and slightly wider than a fatty (or for people who like REAL measurements, ~2x2½x2½ cubic feet, and don't ask why I'm measuring cubically for a cylinder, math is weird), and you'll need between 3 and 6 of those per person.
Most drums stack, but those bitches be heavy yo (if you think reloading the water cooler at work sucks, these are only ~11x worse at roughly 450 pounds), so don't try to do it AFTER loading. And don't try to put like half a dozen of them on top of each other, unless you LIKE catastrophic stress failure and quarter ton squishing devices of doom rolling around your house.
Keep it to two or three high, and three's pushing it. Yeah, stick with two high. So assuming a family of four and that I've scared you into changing out your toilet right now, you'll want a nice row in your living room of six wide, two high. Throw out the couch to make room. This accent is a great décor set and fascinating conversation starter for when friends come over to talk about the weather, the noblesse oblige of philanthropy, and ultimately beg for potable water because they didn't prep like you did.
Add a bunch of spare buckets to convey the water around, plus a few jugs, and whatever else, and they may as well be full when you first get them, no such thing as overprepared. And per Murphy's Law, always assume something will go wrong, so maybe throw in a few more to spare in case a drum bursts, goes viral in the non-Youtube way, or you just get really thirsty.
Hope this helps. Also, hope I didn't forget anything. Also, hope you don't die because I forgot something and you took my advice to the tee (or tea, if you brew.)
Fixed OP's mistake: https://imgur.com/a/auC2xn9
(Unrelated, but what's up with maga.win not working anymore? And what's our alternative?)
Freud's psychosexual stages of development. Specifically, the anal stage.
(It doesn't matter whether or not you believe in that pseudobabble horseshit -- they do. Sorta like how horoscopy doesn't prepare you to be able to guess what month people are born in, or which day, or the exact time they were born, or any tangible / objective facts of their life, and yet once they tell you their sign you can be all "I bet you're warm, friendly, outgoing, determined, yadda yadda" and they're all "woooow~ how did you knooow?! o.O")
During the anal stage of psychosexual development the libido becomes focused on the anus, and the child derives great pleasure from defecating. The child is now fully aware that they are a person in their own right and that their wishes can bring them into conflict with the demands of the outside world (i.e., their ego has developed).
Freud believed that this type of conflict tends to come to a head in potty training, in which adults impose restrictions on when and where the child can defecate. The nature of this first conflict with authority can determine the child's future relationship with all forms of authority.
Early or harsh potty training can lead to the child becoming an anal-retentive personality who hates mess, is obsessively tidy, punctual and respectful of authority. They can be stubborn and tight-fisted with their cash and possessions.
This is all related to pleasure got from holding on to their faeces when toddlers, and their mum's then insisting that they get rid of it by placing them on the potty until they perform!
Not as daft as it sounds. The anal expulsive, on the other hand, underwent a liberal toilet-training regime during the anal stage.
In adulthood, the anal expulsive is the person who wants to share things with you. They like giving things away. In essence, they are 'sharing their s**t'!' An anal-expulsive personality is also messy, disorganized and rebellious.
Note how they manage to distill all people down into two distinct groups -- those who shit on demand and those who don't -- and then personify and identify with the groups. The people who hold their shit in are stubborn, greedy, obsessive, and authoritarian. The people who shit everywhere and on everything are compassionate, generous, anti-authoritarian rebels (and a little messy, teehee~.)
Again, it doesn't matter whether or not YOU believe this nonsense. Liberals overwhelmingly went to college, and this is the lowest hanging fruit of psychology, the Psych 101 shit, that they cherrypick to identify with, and their textbooks say that being into butt-stuff makes them a better person. Just like most Leos like lions, even though there's no link whatsoever between being born in August and identifying with Serengeti animals.
Was gonna be on the Vineyard; Martha's beach
Chillin' in the water, maybe give a rare speech
Retired ex-president, better brother was Malik
But the fuckers in the House had to go and impeach
Former prezzies just to put 45 on his knees
Didn't kneel, stood tall under such gravity
TWICE, once for each ball, said suck on these
And the precedent set threw me in the penitentiary
My boy Biden was in, but the people wanted free
Plus his son does crack, he's corrupt and senile
Surrounded by a bunch of vampiric pedophiles
The media locked in to a state of denial
But still America rose up... uh-uh-uh-uh-uh, jeeeez!
After spending too long trying to figure out what the 4th person is (1st: from the perspective of the speaker, 2nd: from the perspective of someone adjacent to the speaker, 3rd: from the perspective of an viewer, 3rd omni: from the perspective of an all-knowing narrator / God), I've decided it is when you speak in parallel universal Schrodingerian.
"There is probably a universe in which I freak out and kill you, you know."
"Sir, is that a threat?"
"There is a potential universe in which I'm entirely cooperative and nobody has to die."
"Okay, glad to hear you're going to be reasonable."
"No, I didn't say that, that was probably a direct quote from a different me on a separate timeline."
"Not going quietly, eh?"
"Obviously, unless this is the universe in which people speak in telepathy. Could be, how would we know? Maybe moving our mouths and ears is a vestigial thing."
"Arrest this man."
"You know, in most paths, you'd have hesitated before following that order. In many that's a good thing, but in quite a few that's a terrible decision."
"Clearly, he's nuttier than a fruitcake."
"No, that's #568-eΩ. Good guy, but damn is he fucking crazy. I mean, theoretically."
Yes.
I have 2 cakes. I cut both perfectly in half. I now have 40.5 cakes. I round, and now I've got 4 cakes. I cut all four of them perfectly in half. I now have 80.5 cakes. I round, and now I've got 8 cakes. I round again, and now I've got 10 cakes. I cut them all perfectly in half...
That is what happens when you don't have meaningful significant digits when rounding, and that's why any mathematician, statistician, or retard with a second grade education knows better.
Bullshit. They knew damn well what they were doing when they lied, and nobody buys it, anymore than anybody wants to buy all 1 trillion of my freshly carved cakes.
It's more insidious than that: the left truly does not see the issue. All means justify their ends. It's not that they think that tampering and doctoring evidence is inherently good: just that anything that potentially hurts Trump, including tampering and doctoring evidence, is post-hoc good.
If you told them that in order to catch Trump breaking the law, you set up a string of land mines outside of an entirely unrelated orphanage for the disabled and screamed "Everybody out, the boiler is about to explode!", and thousands of struggling kids rushed through the doors in a blind panic and promptly exploded in gory chunks of flesh salsa that rained down from the gutters for days afterwards, unquestionably one of the worst mindless massacres of innocent children in recorded human history...
They'll ask "But did you get that bastard?"
To be honest, that's a red flag for me. A "politics before country" statement couched as "not being a sore winner."
We the American people have the right to know. To hold back damning evidence because you've already won the case is good politics, don't get me wrong. But that's what it is: just politics. Playing the rigged game and scoring a few easy points.
He doesn't really have the RIGHT to sit on that discovered information, any more than I have the right to keep secret that butchered cadaver I found in the perp's car because the criminal already freely confessed he was driving while intoxicated.
Or put simply: Michael, burn the whole fucking establishment down with their dirty laundry. BE A SORE WINNER, because we're certainly not tired of winning yet.
No, this is after I fixed it up for mailing out for public consumption.
The original rough draft was:
"Roses do, you know, the, c'mon man, roses. Everybody roses. SHUT UP, MAN.
Crackheads should... 10%, brother's widow facing heavy sniper fire.
Hey, is that the free kidgonabemasvictomaday? It isn't one of those blackies, is it? SNIFF SNIFF. Okay, sure.
'Don't molest the kids on camera this time, Joe.' As your future Senator, I agree. Huh? Who said that? Cut the malarkey, you face dogged solder ponier! Say, when do I get more of the sleepy candies?"
"The Senators want you to find any difference between this fraudulent electoral college map of 2020 and their impeachment vote map."
"Uh, don't you mean five differences? And then you pull the whole 'They're the same picture' gag meme on me?"
"No, literally any difference. We're trying to prove that this wasn't yet another partisan maneuver from corrupt Democrats abusing the powers vested into their stolen offices to further divide the country and stoke the flames of civil war."
"Oh... well, they're the same picture."
I'm at the "ahahahahahaha that's a real kneeslapper you sounded just like a real leftist, oh wait you're serious ahahahahahaha now get the fuck off my fucking property cuck" phase, myself.