I never really considered it was because the toilet might be rounder and less oval but I have definitely noticed those toilets because for some reason they’re ALL like that in every workplace and commercial building in this one suburb of my city. I have no idea why just that suburb decided they really enjoyed the idea of everyone having their penis touch the toilet bowl. I work freelance and because of agglomeration, most companies in my industry all set up shop in that particular suburb so I got to experience a wide gamut of different buildings who all made this same bizarre and infuriating choice.

I have this drive if you look at the image you can see that the rear panel has a little semi circular nib of plastic at the bottom. It serves no purpose, but what it does do is make it nearly impossible to plug the DC connector in. You can’t quite tell from the image but it’s perfectly placed so that you can’t fit the requisite number of fingers needed to securely hold the plug and push it in to the cavity where the inputs of the panel are located. It actively encourages the otherwise pretty unlikely scenario of making only partial or near contact with the connector and not quite properly plugging it in. A dangerous possibility from a safety perspective but also a great way to lose a bunch of data by having it lose power or short out during operation. It’s one of the most exquisitely designed inconveniences hell’s engineering department could have possibly developed.

It also doesn’t make any sense why it would be the Christian god if that’s the reasoning because I think rather a lot of different religions would happily take credit for whatever it is they thought made the world “perfect” so why would the Christian claim to this perfection be any stronger than any other?

Hahaha I love that this is written as “he had a religious experience WHILE talking to a chair”, not “he had a religious experience AND talked to a chair”. Dude’s just having a normal conversation with a chair and then something weird and unexplained occurred that put him on the path to god. I wonder if the chair was as convinced.

I wouldn’t say it was weird, I think it’s one of the better arguments since it only relies on pure hard nosed practicality, but it still doesn’t hold water for the reasons you say. I think at least within the constructs of what it considers, it’s logical, it’s just that it fails to consider too much, among which, whether or not belief in the existence of something like that can just be chosen on the basis of what would be practically expedient.

It could be demonstrated to me that belief in Santa Claus can have material benefits, and failure to believe will mean that, if he does exist, you will no longer receive gifts. With that logic it would make more sense to believe in Santa Claus than not to, since there’s no downside to believing and being wrong and a potentially negative consequence to lacking that belief and being wrong. The problem is that, I can’t sincerely believe in something that for all intents and purposes I can say I “know” isn’t real simply because I would like to enjoy the hypothetical benefits and avoid the hypothetical consequences. I can say I believed in Santa Clause, if doing so meant that someone was going to give me gifts, but saying it and believing it are distinct concepts so the wager would be more persuasive as a means of deciding whether or not to declare belief in something than believe it.

forever alone together?

Yes and no in the worst kinds of ways. I noticed at maybe a relatively young age in my mid to late 20s that there was a small number of references I actually literally just didn’t get, made by people I worked with in their early 20s. This scared me a little bit because out of some kind of fairly stupid snobbery I kind of privately prided myself on not knowing a lot of the stuff I felt was frivolous in modern pop culture as if that somehow made me superior. This more conscious habit of deliberately avoiding too much exposure to whole categories of art worked as intended however I would have to know about something to avoid it, so while I’d be ignorant of it by design, I could never be fully ignorant since it had to enter my orbit for me to reject it. This would mean I sorta knew at a very surface level what people were talking about when referencing things out there in the general zeitgeist so I never really felt “out of touch” so much as “too smart to care about this shit”. This meant that when I started encountering the first references that were actually truly foreign and completely unknown to me it was a rude shock. Who’d have thought actively making it your mission to close your ears and “lalalalala” much of modern culture to smuggly feel above it actually eventually is a self-fulfilling prophecy that makes you really become out of touch and feel old and weird potentially before you had to. I don’t say that to imply that one ought to make it a personal goal to stay up to date with it culture, or to imply that a lot of it isn’t banal and perhaps not worth your time, only to say that, deliberately trying not to know because you think it’s all stupid is well… stupid.

From there the natural progression of becoming old and just genuinely not encountering stuff without any need to consciously create that that ignorance took course and I now quite frequently don’t know what people younger than myself are talking about, which is to be expected, but still feels really surreal and strange and kind of sad. I’m sure that’s exactly how it felt to everyone older than myself when I was in my teens and in my 20s. I didn’t imagine myself being spared this fate, but somehow you can never prepare for the way that feels no matter how much you expect it and know that it’s coming - forewarned is not forearmed in this case.

As to the “No” part of this, I have in the past decade or so become less and less social, had fewer and fewer friends and generally just don’t really get out much. It took me by surprise recently to learn how much this has meant my life is increasingly lived online. I always kind of knew that was the case, because I was always an awkward nerd even in my youth but I have only recently begun to realise that when I do get out, if it’s not with other, similar, people of my own age and situation in life (people who also likely spend much of their time online), almost all I have to talk about, or almost all the ways in which I can relate when someone else has something to talk about, is in references to things that pretty much exclusively have their context online or in forums or as memes. This is upsetting to me because well, I’ve come across people like that before and I didn’t especially like being around them. I like to think my personality is a bit less off than them and the type of internet references I make are different, but nevertheless the thought that that’s probably what I look like is depressing. Existing in this mode is great when you’re online but it doesn’t translate very well to general conversation unless you’re literally occupying those same online spaces and don’t need to explain context. It kind of gives off neckbeard vibes and quite frequently people don’t know what I’m talking about which has me feeling awkward. It’s also kind of weird just how American I’ve become since I don’t even live there. I don’t know if others notice it but when I find myself over analysing all my recent interactions with people, as I often do, I can see that no one else seems to have absorbed Americana quite the same way and I don’t particularly like that either. So I both, don’t really keep up very well with modern pop-culture and I also seem to keep up with it better than others when that refers to a largely North American-centric internet bubble that I had kind of unthinkingly felt more people were in or at least around but as it turns out, really aren’t.

Klapaucius!;!;!

Gee these men-children are going to be awfully sad when there’s no one left to make their games for them anymore and they have nothing left to do but face the shitty reality they’ve created.

Aww I was just about gush about how awesome they’ve been all these years. Guess I haven’t really kept up to date. I mean it doesn’t sound like it’s gone totally to shit, but just clearly embarking on a path straight in to the shit