People Don't Change As Much As You Think They Do. They Mostly Become What They Already Were.

Today I learned that in pre-Columbian, pre-Hispanic cultures like the Aztec, women and children were frequently sacrificed. Parents often authorized the sacrifice of their own children. Some even ate their own children.

One of the funniest things about communism is that it rests on a premise that's basically like, "Hey, once everybody voluntarily gives up a specific set of strategies and advantages, everything will be wonderful. So, once we figure out how to coerce everybody into voluntarily giving those up, we'll be set."

The economics of the band-aid industry hinges almost entirely on the suffering of small children

I fucking love snowclones. They are resilient. They happen everywhere. You can enjoy them. Snowclones are the best.

I fucking love dandelions. They are resilient. They grow everywhere. You can eat them. Dandelions are the best.

Purple-backed Thornbill (Ramphomicron microrhynchum), male, family Trochilidae, order Apodiformes, Colombia

photograph by Cristian Valencia

My spiraea bushes are having their last hurrah. They are starting to drop their tiny flower petals. See you next year.

I saw a man this morning going from tree to tree, painstakingly painting each leaf of every tree yellow, red, and gold, one by one. I always wondered how they got that way.

oh look a WittgenSign 🧐

Just read about the port strike attempt. Yeah, why not simply automate the ports? Bring in the robots.

The loss of “lurk moar” has really ruined the youth culture because under any clip or meme you’ll see kids commenting “context?” even if it is eminently googleable.