I always find it funny how many people fail to understand the "end to end" part of end to end encryption.
If your endpoint isn't secure then the messages aren't.
I always find it funny how many people fail to understand the "end to end" part of end to end encryption.
If your endpoint isn't secure then the messages aren't.
That's the most functional and elegant code I've ever seen.
Lo, my son is gay, for he is a man, and he enjoys intimacy and intercourse with other men. Verily, I hath been told that he doth smoker many poles. Hearken to me though, gay son, and any others that may be concerned, I doth not care, for I love my son in a non gay, familial way, whether he preferreth vaginas, penises, or any other genital configuration. Nonetheless we shall celebrate with 12 tacos. And as is the custom the tacos will be eaten by me, Timmy Taco, and my son shall watch, and he shall not be allowed to eat even one taco, for they are my tacos, and whether he be gay or not he can get his own fucking tacos"
Makin' loves makin bacon
Fucking idiots.
You don't have to be poly or monogamous. It isn't an either or thing. I've found contentment pursuing a poly life and I've found contentment pursuing a monogamous one.
The idea that you just are one or the other is pretty stupid. There are positives and drawbacks to both.
I liked the poly women more because there was way, way more group sex. And less insecurity around group sex in general. They were more self actualized about what they liked in women and less insecure about discussing it. More confident sexually. Just my own experience obviously.
The optimal solution to the trolley problem is always the one that makes the least sense because the more chaos injected into any system the less predictable the results will be.
So I pull it, kill the other person at the second lever, and drag throw the person from the first set of tracks to the place where the train switches tracks. wrench the lever free from the top part and place it on the tracks where the train would switch too.
Fucked if I know what the outcome is.
The one and only time I was on a motorcycle in Thailand and the dude that was driving just fully fucking zoomed into oncoming traffic I vowed to never do it again. It was insane. And it's just totally fucking normal there. People die ALL THE TIME.
Real talk:
Why don't we?
Like. We'd need to move an absolutely stupid amount of rocks to the middle of the ocean. But like. It would be doable wouldn't it?. With enough rocks?
You may now retire and live out your golden years with pride
I'll give you $10 for one your used ones.
I don't need or want the weapons, I just wanna go fast.