(source for what I’m about to say: I vaguely remember basically a couple headlines)
I remember reading a statement from Lewinsky regarding that allegation. Something along the lines of her agreeing that, while she had for many years defended him and declared to anyone asking that their involvement was purely consensual, she didn’t really have the power to consent. I believe it was referenced how the enlightenment of the recent Me Too revelations had influenced her evolving understanding.
Thumbtack? For random odd jobs around the house, I don’t know if that one counts as similar. I’m not certain it’s an exploitative con
I have been trying to decide between an aeropress or pourover. Maybe I’m ignorant of something, how is the pourover a larger hassle?
The article is fun and not long, but here is the link the article includes directly to the game. https://trustandsafety.fun/
I read his final statement as an acknowledgement that “while this sucks, no shit I’m going to do it because cats are necessary for functional human habitation”
I use pelletized bedding instead of clumping litter. It’s still disgusting, it still tracks everywhere, it still needs to be cleaned but it smells less and it’s waayyy cheaper (that link is $7 for a 40lb bag of the stuff)
Part of what creates in me so much faith in communism is my profession vs my interests.
I am an engineer. If I didn’t need to sell my labor I would be an engineer who solves problems and creates progress. Since I live in America, I don’t.
But how are they treating the worm though?
I suffered a traumatic brain injury as a pedestrian who didn’t look both ways. My answer isn’t very fun but I technically qualify as I had to be resuscitated on scene.
I was in a coma for a few days and then–despite being conscious and over time regaining awareness, then vocalization, then even conversational speech–I wasn’t writing any new long term memories for a couple of months. My experience of that dark period, to the extent that it isn’t nothing, is pretty vague. The memories of months preceding injury are pretty blurry until the injury which I don’t remember and then the next I remember is being tied to a hospital bed and chewing on the Posey mitts. I remember some hallucinating in that period, one instance is an ordinary piece of a day interacting with nurses and therapists but perceiving everything as if drawn in the Family Guy cartoon. I post-hoc interpret that memory as a vague basically dream state that got mashed in with a Family Guy memory.
So no, no afterlife experience or memories of the other side.
Podcasts / audiobooks
being my first two recommendations
Since turning 30 I’ve been thinking about the half-your-age-plus-seven rule a lot more. It would feel creepy as fuck to date a 22 year old. Is this all in my head? It feels predatory to swipe right on anyone younger than 25