Satan’s on the phone, he’s looking for someone to brainstorm with…

The question is: donate to whom?

Look at goody two-shoes over here!

Start strategically: just buy your way into overturning money in politics. Fire with fire baby!!!

You’re lucky, buy it in cash and you get Venezuela half off.

Also, we have a great deal on US rust belt states, if you’re interested…

Get in the Catholic Church. Bribe, cheat and blackmail my way into being a bishop. Borgia my way into the papacy. Surround myself with loyalists and on my first Urbe et Orbi just be like: “Psych! ‘‘Twas all a big fat lie. God isn’t real and we’re all rapists!!!. FU all!!”

By then I have obviously put the entire Vatican archive on Wikileaks and signed the entirely of church land and property and property over to local NGOs.

Marxism as a hobby?

Ahoy, matey!

Thank you for sharing this beautiful moment.

Thank you for this.

I wonder if the scarcity of these moments adds to their value.

I’m not in favor of self-denying ourselves these special moments when we can, but, as someone who has been unemployed, I feel a big difference in doing whatever you want because you choose to as opposed to because there’s nothing else to do.

The modern workplace has become a chore, and while I know it’s not realistic or practical to “do what you love”, it is a bit sad to think the modern workplace is more a chore necessary for survival rather than a natural activity endowed with meaning on its own terms. At least, in my case.

Thank you for sharing.

I know feeling the sun is pure bliss after a long winter. It’s astounding how universal this experience is, as if there’s a biological reason for it. One of the ways it’s amazing to me is that it’s a feeling you can imagine sharing with practically at some moment with every other human being in history. Regardless of their location, status, or moment in time; it’s a common part of humanity (possibly even with some types of animals).

Thank you for sharing.