Think about how someone raised on slop, forced to use it for every last life-affirming human activity, will just not have any reference for feeling intelligent or creative *or* stupid or boring. They won't know the feeling of eureka *or* writer's block. Just homogeneous wet pigshit.

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What's wild is that someone designed this machine, spent time thinking about it, built prototypes and showed it off to friends and family and then investors, staked their hopes and dreams on this invention. Like they told their spouse just wait baby, my nut-crushing machine will take the country by

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I'm sorry, but humans who eat humans should have no say in casual fine dining. Put aside delicious things.

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goooood morning it is cool and foggy again, and this little lady got me up early for some reason - so the walk was quiet and uneventful except for the crows, but we shared snacks and all was well, so yes, of course: Lucy Loved That Walk

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Back in the 90's there was a big conservationist campaign in public schools where they'd be like "remember the three R's: *mumbles* reduce reuse *shouts* RECYCLE" Kids would ask about the reducing and reusing parts and the adult would take a drag on their cigarette and go "recycling is important"

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