To elaborate further, your butthole is what’s called a “sphincter”, which is a ring-shaped muscle. You’ve got a few in your body, and they mostly keep fluids where they’re supposed to be. As long as you don’t damage the muscle, you don’t have problems.

Now, opiates on the other hand, are a different story and will absolutely fuck up your poop. I worked at a junkie hotel once and found a turd the size of my foot in the stairway once.

You appeared to be complaining that OP’s title didn’t match the article title, and I was only pointing out the article’s title has changed since OP posted.

My apologies if I misread.

To be fair, the sidebar itself suggests copying the content over if they’re paywalled. It’s nuts that you’ve highlighted that, and then complained about a rephrasing of what it says.

The article updated it’s title. The original title is retained in the slug.

We all remember what happened to the printer in Office Space

I get it. My first introduction to FOSS was getting insulted by people for not knowing about FOSS, and it really put me off of things. It was made abundantly clear to me that only smart people know about Linux, and if I didn’t know about Linux, I was too stupid to run Linux and needed to stick to Windows like the loser I was.

So I stuck to Windows because I’d rather be a loser than an asshole. I have since tried linux, but everybody hates that I think Ubuntu is good for n00bs, so there is no winning.

I was hyped for it’s release earlier, but now that it’s not out of early access yet and they’re already releasing DLC, I think I’ll give it a pass.

Yeah, my first boyfriend had been jumped up two grades, so I was 16 and he was 14. It never went beyond awkward kissing in the alley after class tho.

I get it. There’s a nickname only my estranged family uses.

Yeah, I go by my middle name and nobody thinks it’s weird.

Incorrect. I’d much rather the guy finish himself off than hump me raw trying to get off. Sometimes it’s just not happening, and that’s okay!

My whole point is that we really can’t blame individuals for being irresponsible when we’ve set up an entire society that punishes responsible behavior and rewards recklessness.

No no, that’s honestly how you say it

The trick is to look at the nail and not your fingers. If you look at your fingers so you don’t hit them, you’ll hit them.

I’m using it as an analogy because OP did.

What is the responsible thing to do in that situation? I’m not asking about fault, I’m asking what the correct choice is. Do you go into debt, or do you drive?

It is a fact that most companies in the US do not consider public transit to be reliable transportation and will refuse to hire you if you don’t own a vehicle. It is also a fact that a minimum wage job doesn’t pay enough to maintain a vehicle. That we don’t have basic worker’s rights, that medical care is outrageously expensive and insurance covering what you need is a gamble.

This is a situation that Americans find themselves in at an alarming rate. Yes, having bald tires makes me at fault for a crash, but we cannot expect people to willingly accept the full responsibility for the failure of the system like OP is asking of them.

And the company isn’t at fault for incentivizing dangerous behavior?

Okay, lets go with your metaphor here. Your kid has broken their leg and needs to go to the ER. You know that the ambulance company in your area doesn’t take your insurance and just the ride will cost you six months of rent, the treatment will cost money too. It’s raining and your tires are bald. Your kid is screaming and you need to make a decision right now.

What is the responsible thing to do? Anything that goes wrong from this will be your fault.

I was unaware that pilots are underpaid, skip meals to make rent, and could get fired for refusing to fly. If that’s not true, then being a pilot isn’t congruent with my metaphor.

My point is that our hypercapitalist society forces people into poverty then compels them to act dangerously in order to secure the basic necessities of life. In such a system, claiming the individual has sole responsibility is a perversion of responsibility.

I never have to worry if the subway will be running when it’s snowing.

Nice. Over here the bus shows up when it wants to and can’t be relied upon. It only comes by five times a day, and it can be up to half an hour late. I’ve had multiple interviewers tell me that relying on the bus made me ineligible for hire because I’m responsible for transportation.

The fact that society views owning a car as a symbol of responsibility is part of the perversion of responsibility I’m talking about. It’s the same perversion that requires you to go into debt, so you can prove that you’re “responsible” with managing your money. Like, I paid off my student loan debt, so my credit score is now null. If I had to move and find a place to rent, not having a credit score will affect the prices I’m offered. By not maintaining a debt load, I am making my life more difficult, and that is fucked up.

I think its because of there has been a perversion of responsibility.

Like, it’s super normal for bosses in the US to require you to come to work during incliment weather, and you don’t get paid if you call out, and rent is already barely affordable. Then you hit an icy patch and slide into a BMW.

I wouldn’t feel responsible, for one. I didn’t want to drive in this, but I am because I don’t want to be homeless. It’s my boss’s fault for not paying me enough to miss a day of work, but the court doesn’t agree.

For two, if I accept responsibility, I am now on the hook for all the cost of replacing a BMW, and possibly medical bills. If I’m struggling to pay rent, where is that money going to come from?

Why is it “responsible” to abstain from medical treatment so I can afford to pay for theirs? Why should I have to lose my job because I’m out a car too, but can’t afford a beater because I’ve got to buy them a new BMW? How is it fair to have a lifetime of debt, with no way of repaying it, because I was operating under duress?

I don’t know why my brain said this was memeable, but here we are