Like, bargain bin socks that are 8 pairs for $5, or novelty socks that are so thin you wear holes in them in two weeks? 100% agree. But a couple good pairs of quality socks are a game-changer, pair with a good pair of work boots and suddenly it’s not even that bad being on your feet all day.
This is a good reminder of both why they take you out of the cockpit forever if you so much as hint that you may have any sort of mental/emotional issue, and why we need better processes in place to solve the problems that lead pilots to that breaking point.
It shouldn’t have gotten to the point where one wobbly Jenga brick in the stack kept 83+ people from dying that day.
Yeah, it’s almost as if people don’t want to have kids when life is complete dogshit and the future only ever looks worse. But hey, maybe that mandatory optimism thing they’re trying to enforce will turn it around. Don’t believe your eyes and ears, everything is wonderful!
Fuck it. Hope the great filter eliminates us with extreme prejudice before we get off this rock and ruin more fucking planets.
Well, for what it’s worth, we’re happy you’re here, not just as the topic of discourse, but as a contributing member too. I just hope we can hold onto the sense of community that gets lost in the wash when a user base hits that certain threshold. The last few months I spent on Reddit were kind of awful, even before the blackout, to the point that I started physically feeling way better after I nuked my old account.
Honestly I’m kind of hoping the ability to disassociate from instances is the secret sauce. I feel like the Beehaw admins have been doing a good job decoupling from federations that get a bit too ick - I certainly see way less negativity here than there.
Is it really that bad? Like I’ve had bad slaw before but the good stuff with fennel and celery seed is tasty. Nice little appetizer to your fish and chippo.
You know, I used to think that about myself. I’ve found that I actually enjoy intermittent periods of doing things that are valuable and could be construed as work, when I’m well-rested and the impacts of trauma are minimized. But the problem is that state so rarely exists in life for so many people because we are forced to do this shit day in and day out, and they call us lazy and entitled when we no longer have the capacity to handle it. I’ve been in a near-continuous state of burnout for so long that I cannot imagine myself happy even if I never had to work again. My anhedonia is so bad that when I get home from work, all I do is eat and sleep, even on the weekends. I put some shit on YouTube to pass the time and I can’t even remember what it is I watched, it’s more or less just a grey noise generator. Deep in the back of myself I remember a person who once enjoyed things and had goals and dreams, but about the same time I start feeling like that person again, I have to go back to work, and it starts all over. This is no way to live.
Every libertarian I’ve ever met is convinced that actors will somehow be way more rational and benevolent when laissez-faire economics allows the market to act freely, as though ‘zero regulations’ is not already the goal of every major corporation, in order to more completely fuck over everyone they touch.
Either that, or they’re convinced they’re a good enough prepper to avoid being killed or captured by the inevitable PMC armies that arise from the libertarian apocalypse.