Ah, you're right, I see now, boiling down Marxist critique into "can't control emotions" and "only wants money" while celebrating the individualistic ramblings of a lead-poisoned imperial despot, is a much more rational outlook.
Systemic issues aren't real, you just gotta stop thinking bad thoughts and suddenly the crushing oppression that Aurelius was writing in defense of don't matter.
"Hmm, why would man sitting on the top of an inherently unjust system preach complacency with said system as a virtue? Must be because he's super rational and smart."
No one voted for the wanker, but we still have to pay to keep him and his incestous kin in riches while our fellow countrymen starve in the street.
He wants pity, he should abandon this hereditary rule bullshit and take all those unelected peers up in parliament with him back to the medieval age where they belong.
It's a split between two things:
Firstly, I finally got my degree. People in my immediate surroundings got tired of the confirmed bachelor jokes after the first week of me making them.
And secondly, after a year and a half of waiting I got to talk to a gender service doctor back in February. Now I'm well on the way to get the bureaucracy part of my transition out of the way. And I'll be getting my hormones soon.
I close my eyes, take a deep breath, and then try to envision everything my body just did to take that breath.
The intercostal muscles expanding an' the diaphragm contracting to make a vacuum in the thoracic cavity.
The air rushing down my trachea, into my bronchus, then into the bronchioles.
The alveoli swelling individually as the air fills 'em.
My lungs filling the vacuum that the muscles created.
It's a lot of things to keep ahold of all at once, so there ain't the space in my mind to keep thinking of what annoyed me (until some daft bastard goes and does it again mind you).
I operate on the assumption that the overwhelming majority of people are nice, though I've run into more than my fair share of strangers that are complete dickheads. It feels like I've run into way more people who treat me kindly than cruelly (but that just be my own biases affecting my recollection).
Problem is, interacting with other people is tiring and after a long day I just want to curl up and stop existing but people waiting for the bus want to chat and strangers stop me in the street to make small talk.
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Was added (yesterday I think), so now you can!
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Might suffice.
Allegedly, when William the Conqueror first landed in England he tripped in the sand.
I'd've left a land mine where he was going to fall, turning the future king of England into a fine mist and a scattering of viscera.
Probably Sound of Thunder meself out of existence, but it'd be worth for the immediate chaos it would cause.
19/24, mostly by luck than knowledge of LOTR.
the cape sundew I keep on my windowsill. As someone with a lot of house plants, it has been a godsend for keeping flies and other pests out of the house.
my first aid kit. You never want to need one of these, but I've been glad to have it close to hand a fair few times
You too, mate.