Wherein I sermonize about comfort, the historical lack thereof, the current day entitlements to it & pitfalls of not having to fight for it.

I kinda pretend to be a tough guy for a bit.

I meander.

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Wherein I sermonize about Doomerism, explain what it is, why I am predisposed to it, why I block & unfollow doomers & make excuses for my extremely high double standards.

Tangents, blatant hypocrisies, you name it, this soap box is especially sudsy.

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Wherein I rant about whether or not anyone ever walked on the moon, and how flat earthers seem pretty disconnected with their senses and how it’s totally ok to say “I don’t know” and even ok-er to say “I totally know” because your anecdotal experience is an unfathomable miracle despite what Van Allen does or doesn’t do with his radiation belt.

Tangents & non sequiters abound.

Very little wisdom is to be had.

You have been warned.

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