If someone is cleaning a floor and I have to walk over it, they're getting several sorrys and at least 2 thank yous, while I do that shrink my body to the side and putting my palms out towards them like a peasant not trying to be whipped by a landed gentry.

I've mopped professionally. It sucks.

Oh this is just fucking fantastic

I just finished TLA. I'd never seen it, and now I have, and it's gone, and my life feels empty. Why would you bring this up? Why would you hurt me so?

Korra is good, but it doesn't hit the same, and 70 years is not enough to fully industrialize a society.

I think their point is that even in situations that able bodied people might consider to have "ample seating," it may not be enough for those with disabilities. 3 minutes of walking between benches, I'd say, would probably be considered pretty ample seating by most city planners. It would be no where near enough for my dad, or for my mom before she went full time in the wheelchair. One solution to this could be something along the lines of the little carts they have at Walmart, but like, owned by the city and able to be checked out for free, combined with some people with mobility issues actually getting a say in how the city is planned out, and where the ramps and stuff are for the sidewalks.

Is there a double meaning here I'm not aware of? That does just straight up say anals, right?

Between 50 and 63 I'm in heaven. Anything higher than that and all i want to do is go swimming, which as an adult with responsibilities, i never get to. Anything lower than that, and i have to wear more clothes and look fatter than i am.

I like this version of Gandalf. It makes me think he got Bilbo to leave his house by threatening to blow a brand new Hobbit Hole in him. Lmao

I want a thick, prehensile tail that's at least 2/3rds as long as my body. I want to be able to use to hold things, hang upside down like a opossum, climb trees, and slap the shit outta Greg from work when he irritates me. That's the kind of tail I wish humans had. I don't care if it's furry or smooth. I'll crochet a tail condom if I need to.

"Oh, Mister Neenix, what a wonderful bouillabaisse! You know generally I do not eat fish, but you've made this so exceptional I just cannot stop! You know, once, on Varathon Three, I had a dish made with Aldronian cabbage that reminds me of this. Oh you'd positively ADORE Varathon Three, everyone there has a nap 8 times a day, and they never developed the nasty propensity of most humanoids to wear clothing. A simple wonderful society, Mister Neenix! You must come with me on my next visit!"

"Madam, will you marry me?"

To my knowledge the federation is completely post monetary. But, we do see individual people who in it that use money. Riker mentioned a few times owing debts or being owed debts from card games and the like, iirc. I think it's largely a personal choice, as money is unnecessary in their society. Nothing that matters has a monetary cost, like shelter, food, etc. And luxuries within the federation itself seem to also be free at the point of use, but I think there is some kind of credit system in use. Sisko mentions using up a months worth of transporter credits to come home for dinner during his time at the academy, if I'm remembering right.

Given the whole schtick of being a post capitalist, but not quite fully communist, society that the franchise has, combined with my personal knowledge of various socialist ideas around transitionary societies, my best guess is that they function off a form of labor voucher. Non transferable credits to be used for whatever goods are restricted or scarce. But with some kind of loophole around the transferability when it comes to dealing with non federation members who still use money.

I can't remember any other examples off the top of my head, but I just rewatched the one where Alexander gets dropped off into the enterprise by the grandparents. And I just feel so bad for this kid. In the episode with his mom, they clearly have a really strong bond. She loves him, he loves her. Then she does, worf basically says "look at her body! Look at her death!..btw, I'm your father" And then ships him off to a planet he's never been to, to live with people he's never met. Then those people, the only familial connection he has had since his mother's death, decide they just straight up don't want him anymore. He dad throws a tantrum in front him because he damn sure doesn't want the kid. Begrudgingly agrees to keep him, and when the kid makes a mistake and acts out, he's told he's going to be sent to live with Klingons. Given his mother's politics, probably something that scares the shit out of him.

And that's just in his first 2 appearances. That poor fucking child.

Oh, God, the idea of mimic socks is horrifyingly scary!