I like this much better than what I suspect is the actual truth: “It makes you think of scantily clad muscular men in shiny outfits, and giant horse dicks.”

Back in my day you could block channels that spammed you with bullshit or shit video clips overlayed super loud music.

Texas used to define the content of school textbooks for the entire country.
And the people who decided what went into those textbooks were not educators or even required to have any kind of degree. They are political appointees.

Even worse, is that textbooks are not replaced with updated content every year. So, incorrect information lingers in the textbooks for years without correction. And then those textbooks are passed down to poorer school districts for even more years of use.

It’s not even actually a truck. It’s a ute. Like the Hyundai Santa Cruz. It’s a car (unibody) with a bed.
I don’t dislike utes at all, and even have an old one I am restoring, but it is not a truck.

You god damned clanker! How dare you taunt me with my number one nemesis? You know there’s no rhyme nor reason as to exactly how much, or what part, of a bicycle needs to appear in an image for it to be a picture with a bicycle.

That’s exactly what a bot would say!

Look, a thousand or so years before that, god had realized that even if he personally impregnated some dark little middle eastern girl without her consent, the best he could hope for was a light skinned son with brown hair. It was so disappointing that he didn’t even notice when they tortured the boy to death. Heck, when the little fucker showed up all unexpected at gods front door, god was so surprised that he accidentally drove his soul back into the corpse and reanimated it. What a mess that was! That little brown haired zombie bastard running around scaring the hell out of people… lol.
Anyway, fast forward a thousand years and god had realized that if he wanted to reset the color palette on the human race, he was going to go west a skosh and start with something a little lighter. That worked out pretty well at first but eventually turned into its own complete mess.

Yes, as long as you didn’t accidentally turn off Bluetooth again.

Wow, someone just earned the title of the world’s most brutal art critic.

I mean… technically they are not wrong…

Literally sitting on the same couch with her leaning on me, I’m reading a book and she is watching tv; “I don’t feel like we spend any time together anymore.”

Often I am disappointed when I go make the obvious dad joke, but someone has already made some half assed version that is not nearly as painful and ridiculous as it could be.

But then I occasionally come across a gem like this that is absolute perfection and so much better than what I had in mind. It’s like a little gut punch that drives just a little bit of air from your body in surprise.

Thank you for this little comment that physically pained me to read, and now will pain me twice as much throughout the day as I suddenly remember it and want to tell it to someone else, but can’t, because it is totally situational and could never be the same second hand.

Makes sense to me. I mean the odds that people that stupid are also riddled with parasites from ingesting shit crawling with parasites are pretty high.

Some of it does have something to do with the type of work too. If you work for the customer facing portion of a company then you have to expect that they are hiring people that are energetic, charismatic, etc. it sounds like what you want is something like accounting or data processing.

A convert that fucks up the conversion to other measurements. Maybe it rounds 12 to 10 to get to inches easier, and then it multiplies that by 2 to get to cm, and then when converting cm to the final unit it randomly fuckes up how many spaces It is supposed to move the decimal point.

I’m not good at complicated math like addition and subtraction, so when it comes to something like statistics I might as well be throwing pickle slices at a dartboard, so you will probably have to correct me here… But if you have a 3% chance of being attacked by a man, doesn’t that also mean that since you have a 1.5% chance of being attacked by any human? In fact, since there is a non-zero chance of being attacked by a woman, wouldn’t it be accurate to say that you have a greater than 1.5% chance of being attacked by any human?
I’m not really sure that greater than 1.5% feels much safer than 3%.
So I guess what I am saying is that while you and the OP I originally responded to are both correct, that once we start throwing monsters in the pool then people’s desire to go for a swim doesn’t change significantly just because we double the size of the pool.

Actually, what I am really saying is that I just really don’t like any grouping that lumps me in with the pedophilic psychopathic rapists currently running the US.

There is always a substantial uptick as any major election gets closer in the US. With midterms coming up you can guarantee that the bots and paid propagandists each with their own dozen or more sock puppets come crawling out of the woodwork.
It’s a problem everywhere, not just Lemmy. It is just sometimes more obvious here sometimes because it is such a small community.
It’s not hard to identify the paid shitbags. Comments rarely build up votes or down votes quickly. They can take literal days to gain traction. But somehow, if you call out certain comments at the bottom of an argument chain where the combatants stopped bothering to even downvote each other because literally none else is going to read that far, you can still somehow get half a dozen down votes in a matter of seconds.

While I am not going to disagree about your conclusion, I am going to say that lumping this psychopathic rapist in with the average straight man is just about as inaccurate as claiming that he is an average American, or average human.

There’s a lot going on in this image.

That’s not true and you know it. Some of them are 100% open and honest… about their desire to rape children.