“Anyone can become President.”

Me, thinking about Abraham Lincoln or Bill Clinton: “Yeah!”

“Anyone can become President.”

Me, aware of Donald Trump, with Tucker Carlson waiting in the wings: “Oh no!”

Kamala is the best version of a normal politician fighting against Trump. It remains to be seen if that’s enough, because he’s just so goddamn weird that it’s difficult to even compare Tool A to Problem B.

I think she’s incorporated virtually all of the strengths of any of her comparable peers, and almost none of their weaknesses. I think that, given the nature of the opponent and his total lack of seriousness, she said everything I would reasonably hope she would have said during this debate.

I also think that I don’t properly understand the collective psyche of the American electorate. I don’t understand how the election could be this close, when it is a choice between a serious, competent, passionate, talented professional, and a man who is literally a collection of all of the worst possible traits a person could have. That it could come down to such a narrow choice is a mystery for the ages.

But more doctors smoke Camels!

In the book Dr. No, his briefing is “This important intelligence officer in the Caribbean has gone missing. Most likely he’s run off with his secretary. Here’s your gun. Go deal with this.”

From /r/theydidthemath, six years ago:

solpyro

An MSDS from naturalsourcing.com for “olive oil grade a” gives an LD50 of >2000mg/kg. (I couldn’t copy the link on mobile, sorry)

An average human is around 62kg (https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Human_body_weight) and they would need to ingest over 124g.

Olive oil has a density of .918g/cm³ (https://hypertextbook.com/facts/2000/IngaDorfman.shtml) making this dose about 114ml.

…which, I’m going to be honest, seems low.

Brienne of Tarth

10 out of 10

I mean… some kink shaming if you’re into necrophilia.

I feel like there might be an issue where the volume of each individual elephant is so much greater than each individual fly that you won’t just be pachybombarding one BBEG, but the entire area, including where the players are standing.

If you believe that laws forbidding gambling, sale of liquor, sale of contraceptives, requiring definite closing hours, enforcing the Sabbath, or any such, are necessary to the welfare of your community, that is your right and I do not ask you to surrender your beliefs or give up your efforts to put over such laws. But remember that such laws are, at most, a preliminary step in doing away with the evils they indict. Moral evils can never be solved by anything as easy as passing laws alone. If you aid in passing such laws without bothering to follow through by digging in to the involved questions of sociology, economics, and psychology which underlie the causes of the evils you are gunning for, you will not only fail to correct the evils you sought to prohibit but will create a dozen new evils as well.

—Robert A. Heinlein, Take Back Your Government

Harmonica holder

Tampopo. It’s like if instead of protecting a small village, The Magnificent Seven was about helping a lady open a nice little ramen shop, but also the movie was about half directed by Monty Python, and also a little bit of food kink now and again.

I borrowed it on DVD and immediately went out and bought the Criterion Blu-ray. It’s amazing.

OP did. Erroneously originally posted a Sarek meme.

Oh, balls. Okay now it’s in the right universe.

If you pick up a cursed armor or weapon and aren’t sure if it’s worth cleansing, throw it at an explosive trap, or throw a bomb at it. An un-upgraded item will be destroyed, while an upgraded one will not, and therefore may be worth using a cleansing scroll on.

It sucks that people can be more than one thing. Like, they can be talented artists or performers or whatever, but at the same time they can also be fucking scumbags. It would be significantly more convenient if people were all-shit or all-good.

There are plenty alcohols, like whiskey and wine, that are supposed to have “oaky” flavors due to the barrels they’re kept in.

Collapsible metal travel chopsticks. Always have a useful set of utensils on me. Cost me less than $10.

“Drenched from head to toe in the blood of your opponent, you stand over their crumpled body.”

“Sweet! I loot the corpse. What do you I find?”

“A small note: ‘Note to self: get cure for horrible blood plague.’”

“…fuck.”

This is the way.

Virtually anything with a Newberry Medal is highly likely to have a traumatizing beloved character death somewhere in it. Maniac Magee and Bridge to Terabithia were good examples from my childhood.