So many rainbow explosions…

Shows what you know! In most parts of the US, there is no train!

The DeBeers-ish sentimental marketing is also a bit of a scam, which ends up working nicely with the cost being a scam. I am very happy with my 25 year old English Lit degree; it was was what I was able to get through with where I was discipline-wise, and I did learn all those critical thinking and life skills, and it even opened adequate doors, career-wise. I reckon my grades were inflated somewhat by my professors’ sheer relief that I was engaging with the material and, for all their flaws, my papers were obviously my own work. Still, I think my memories would be very different if I had graduated with $180k of student loan debt from a bucolic college somewhere in the New England hills instead of a $2k balance on a Discover Card, incurred over 4.25 years of nonsense at local state U.

I’m all for college, and not just STEM and business. Frankly some our current generation of tech leaders could use to have taken a few more philosophy classes (except for Peter Thiel… oh my) or at least smoked a few more bowls with the liberal arts kids. Still, people need to be clear-eyed about what a degree will and won’t do, and they need to understand that you absolutely can and should put a price-tag on the experiences.

Yeah, if it starts happening a lot they should consider some sort of enhancement to their internal customer database and/or front end, but this just seems like some annoying bureaucracy in the name of scalability that was bypassed with a fairly silly but simple workaround.

Now I want to know which of Two Princes or Little Miss Can’t Be Wrong you haven’t heard yet. The two-hit-wonder disrespect here is staggering, I say. Staggering!

Bloemfontein, I think.

I don’t know if they still do, but for a long while IKEA was selling tabletops and shelves that were a honeycomb of cardboard with a very thin frame of some softwood or manufactured wood product, and then a synthetic woodgrain veneer. Super light, and pretty strong… for their weight.

LOL, fair enough.

I use a fintech for my little glorified garage sale ecommerce site (literally hundreds of dollars of sales so far!). I have no idea how you burn through all that runway to do a slightly better banking app for some random regional bank, plus some agreements with the Credit Card companies and a crypto wallet.

Excellent. Thank you!

I also saw “deputy,” but the common tie seems to be replacing or substituting. I wonder if it was then-current Hungarian jargon for the switchboard operator having to constantly plug and unplug the patch cables.

And Alexander the Great would be proud of her solution at the end of the workday.

The Eternals was a documentary.

This is one of those silly little games. When your entire framework for analysis depends on certain political principals, you can then be coy and pretend that the results that follow are not political, because after all they simply follow with impeccable legal reasoning from a closely held judicial philosophy. Of course, where do those closely held judicial philosophies come from? Why, the judge’s instincts about policy priorities, their reaction to the flow of Constitutional Law as they studied it or, in the case of Thomas, what Harlan Crow pays him to think. In the case of someone like Roberts, you’re playing the long game so being disciplined about how you apply your framework means Trump only get 90% of what he wants and therefore you can say shit like “we’re not political” with a straight face.

To be fair, all sides have agendas that inform their thinking. Some agendas are just way more evil than others.

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Theorizing about and then venting about Ocean Gate is one of my formative Fediverse memories. God what an ass Stockton Rush was.

I think it only works if you understand from reading other strips that she’s already dating Mister Bignose McLongface and that he’s no saint.

The absolute numbers are still very low, and these folks tend to have more babies overall, so I don’t think there’s much silver lining here, even a grim one. They’re just accepting higher infant mortality for no good reason because they don’t understand statistics or that evolution doesn’t care about “perfect” or about any individual baby (or anything else of course, because it’s just a biological principle, but you take my meaning).

You have to work with who gets born and just try to bring as much critical thinking and empathy into the world as you can. If anything “good” will come of this, it will be as cautionary tales parents and doctors tell pregnant people.

I swear there’s a non-trivial percentage of new parents who simply want any excuse not to see their babies get poked with a needle and start crying. Combine that with the other MAHA, Jesus, and/or Woo nonsense, and especially with a fundamental misunderstanding of how much infant mortality the human population can absorb and still be evolutionarily “successful,” and you get stories like this one.

I also love that this version of flat earth theory is perfectly okay with our living on the surface of a huge spherical object floating in space.