Bring in the disrupters. Rip out the old guard with the ferocity deserved of the handle on your greatest enemy’s anal beads.
I agree. Taking the audience’s extreme tendency to strip context into account, it’s worth offering context. And that leads back to the beginning.
No. Unequivocally no. This might make sense on its face but it misunderstands Batman at a fundamental level- Batman is a hero who cannot make sense. He is severely mentally ill and craves change physically and instantly wrought by his own two hands.
If a CEO were doing something outlandishly and visibly evil then they might find themselves on Batman’s radar, but exacerbating wealth inequality is just not something Batman usually cares about. Would it make sense for Batman to do something about it? Yes. Absolutely. Would the crazy 100 kg gymnast dressed like a giant bat, who has made a nightly ritual of shattering the spines of impoverished criminal dockworkers do that? No.
Now daredevil, daredevil might find himself beating the ass off a shady Manhattan CEO. But daredevil is sane, reasonable, and goal oriented and Batman is just not.
If this is true, it’s despicable. However, I’ve learned not to take anyone’s word on the internet for any politically charged topic. If there is any half-credible source that corroborates the real estate auction, I’d greatly appreciate a link. I’ll search as well.
That’s fascinating, it sounds like the cost for Google to store, categorize, and disseminate this information is higher than the profit. Morals are unlikely to be relevant, after all. Or are they simply using devices as their storage medium?
Conservative comments on this joyous event can be divided into three groups.
Group 1: how dare the government do this to our golden god!?
Group 2: this is good for Trump’s campaign for reasons
Group 3: the demonrats are going to say mean things about us
Note that none of these are “oh man, I might have been wrong to support him.” The complete absence of regret coupled with severe delusions around trump are more than slightly distressing in the long term.
Try ordering at a french breakfast joint if you want to learn what true humiliation feels like. Having your French criticized by an unexpectedly persistent native speaker is unforgettable. I ordered coffee not crepes, you pretentious Italian-derivative median fish in the world’s tiniest pond. I see you snickering. Who orders a raspberry coffee? Guillaume, if you’re reading this, I hope you never eat a decent croissant again for the rest of your life.
Not directly relevant but whenever I consume Indian media, I’m struck by how utterly foreign it feels. I watch a Chinese show? I see where it comes from. Mexican? Through line found. French? I understand the satire. Indian social norms and cultural development seem either so idiosyncratic or novel that they sincerely take me out. They, as a people and a nation, befuddle me in such a unique way. This isn’t a critique, just someone looking from the outside with curiosity and confusion.
They did protest. And everyone was arrested. Then they protested the arrests. And everyone was arrested. Then people just silently stood in groups holding blank signs. And everyone was arrested.
Stephen King was terrifyingly high for astoundingly long stretches of time. He can’t even remember writing some of his books. IT is the manifestation of fear, and a metaphor for King’s own experiences; he conquered fear through understanding, companionship, and anxiety-obliterating levels of cocaine and xanax.
I wanted to call bullshit ~~but they’re entirely right.~~* Comments per day took a nosedive. Now if only more hobby communities would lift off, I’d be able to abandon Reddit entirely. I’m up to my tits in Linux and privacy guides but I still know nothing of mushroom picking. Nothing!
Edit: *some users pointed out that subredditstats is no longer capable of accurately tracking comment numbers. I was wrong.
Same but you’re role playing as The Mountain that rides:
you sure you want to read this?
You sick animal, how dare you attempt to read gilf rape smut? Think about what you’ve done.