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I am as awesome as the sixth Tuesday of the second month of the gregorian calendar. A mighty thumbs up to hemmingjay, yet again.

Well, not so much the future of the civilization as the future of the poor sad bastard heroic explorers we're eventually going to sacrifice to the unknown in an orgy of violence send to expand our knowledge of the world around us.

Deciding the future would involve more rumination on how we're going to ruthlessly rape the land of its virgin resources (and/or virgins, really) respond to what those damn stupid saps brave scouts run into face first carefully investigate and catelog. Wait, I think something went wrong with that last one...

Of course, the only actual decision to make is just how hard we pillage the ever-loving fu- ah. Wait... uh... Is. Something. How we respond, right. And won't really know that 'till we have a target actually learn more. Or something. KILLFRENZYKILLFRENZYKILLFRENZY

It flies precisely like you will if they're in a bad enough mood and catch you -- bloody and into the ground. Which is to say not so much flying as a sort of crippled falling motion that completely fails to miss the dirt and may or may not still have all limbs attached.

I believe the technical onomatopoeia for it is "Punk'd"  -- with an apostrophe. S'the actual sound it makes, even.

Also not what feminism is about. The actual goal of it is gender equality. It just happens that one of the genders is currently in worse shape on a societal level and gets more attention. There's plenty in the feminist movement about breaking down the social mores that force males into behavioral patterns they may find repressive, just as an example. Despite the name, the core of the movement isn't gender biased.

There are those that hold that whole "focus strictly on one gender" thing, though. They're not representative of the meat, so to speak of the movement.

I'd label it as an excuse for circular arguments, myself.

"Why do you know/believe/have faith in this?"
"Because it's impossible to function as a human being without making the assumption."

Little more accurate there. I have faith the world around me exists, ferex, even though I can't really justify that belief without resorting to fallacious or inadequate arguments. An unjustifiable or unjustified belief isn't anything unusual -- it can be called an axiom in the case of the former, hypothesis (or educated guess, if you'd prefer) in the case of the latter, but they're both examples of faith, or unjustified belief. It's kind of endemic even in the areligious. We as a species base pretty much everything around a baseline few, and then add more to taste or situation. Religious faith is just a particular sort that's got some old baggage that tends to cause problems. Also doesn't help that some of its general axioms tend to overlap with some other, not religiously based, axioms that we've been getting a lot more actual use from. Helps cause some of the issues, heh.

Though I'd agree with those last two fun things I get a lot of mileage out willful ignorance, primarily regarding existential or societal issues. Way too much that, if I didn't pointedly ignore, the only rational action would be suicide.

Poppy cannot help that Poppy is a sexy beast that gets all the people talking. Yordles got some swang, mang.

... that is what they are, right? Yordles or something? I was vaguely amused when I realized Amumu's one. All yord team definitely viable, methinks. Poppy top, Mumu jungle, annie mid, trist/lulu bottom. Something like that.

Quote from: dhokarena56 on July 31, 2012, 10:14:37 pm

We love him, though- until he lands us with another four-figure vet bill (kitty blood transfusions are not cheap.)

Makes me wonder if one can sell... err, donate their pet cat's blood.

Ehh, I imagine the cost comes more from blood tests and suchlike to make sure the blood's usable. Not like there's not plenty of strays and such to harvest from.

On the other hand, well. If there is a market... plenty of strays. Pick up a few, make a profit, hand them over to the humane society for getting rid of the evidence processing and a trip to the cremator a good home.

As for pets, no pets of my own. Other folks in the house have a poodle (spoiled as buggery hell, but I've got 'im a little more stable since I've been living here. Still long process.) and there's some stray cats they feed, but that's it. I do miss having own pets, though

My last cat was a beautiful former stray black cat named You. Parent left door open soon after I left for college, You was never seen again. Bleh.