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don't know who needs to see this but

I believe I have successfully updated Maslow's Hierarchy of Needs for the Mastodon crowd. I am submitting this paper to Psychological Bulletin

disappointed that if I select a day in Outlook and right click and chose "delete" it only deletes day long events and not the actual day

You get back to your apartment. The bar on the ground-floor is crowded and warm. The food is simple but tonight the chef is excited for everyone to try the new dish they’ve been working on.

The service is perfect, the servers are like family, and how can family possibly spoil a meal?

You plop your bag of apples on the bar, people come by and take a few. A few folks are arguing at the end of the bar, but no one pays them much attention.

The person to your right is a butcher, the person to your left is an archaeologist, the local sculptor selects an apple, shining it on a clay-covered smock.

Instruments come out, Shostakovich no.7 in C major, to remember the dead.

The strains of music drift out into the street, the busses and trains, running by. Some folks stay late, some folks leave early, there’s plenty of work to do, but somehow

more time

You live in a small cozy apartment. Your neighbor to the left is a brain surgeon, the neighbor to your right is a fry cook.

Across the hall, the daycare center looks after the kids, it’s usually full of retirees, they get a lot of joy from the children.

You go to work. Your boss, yourself, and the janitor all make the same pay. You work to do a good job. This seems sensible.

After work, you take the train out of town, there are collectives there with fresh veggies and milk. You bring them some canning supplies, and hang out for a bit. You admire their agrarian lifestyle, but you love the city. You leave with a big bag of apples, you try to pay, but they won’t let you, money seems cheap. Next time you’ll bring your fiddle, you promise.

You miss the train, but there are plenty of busses. You get on one and find a seat. The person to your left is a plumber, the person to your right designs satellites, a singer stands, and begins to sing.

That seems right

Reminder: binary is for computers

tarot is rigged. they don't even let you bring your own deck to counter their attacks. how are you supposed to win

the real trolley problem is why we don't have more trolleys instead of cars on our streets amirite comrades

anyway, if you have any kind of juice or privilege at your work, use it to dismantle neoliberalism and the end the humiliation of poor folks. People got no right to make others bow and scrape to get something that should be freely given. No more kissing rings.

we had a good conversation about this last night. She says she's sick of people being asked either to pay for or to give their volunteer work for stuff that should just be paid for as a public good.

She's also someone who has had to trot out the difficulties she grew up with as a poor kid just so some well-paid professional would approve a scholarship for her. She says it's gross the way they do this ritualized feeding off of lower class misery. She calls it emotional vampirism. If the money is there, why humiliate people? Just give it to them.

Yup, still poly.

When people use the term snowflake unironically, just remember they're quoting Fight Club, a satire written by a gay man about how male fragility causes men to destroy themselves, resent society and become radicalized. and that Tyler Durden isnt the hero but a personification of the main character's deep insecurities, and that his snowflake speech is a dig at how fascists use dehumanizing language to breed loyalty from insecure people.