I grew up constantly surrounded by the latter and knew when I smelled the former that the adults were about to act like idiots. I think I'd rather lose my sense of smell than have to endure either consistently.
Not sure if I'm being whooshed here... but Reagan's VP went on to become president, whose son also became president after his other son, who was governor of a state, threw a wrench in that state's election machine to muddy the waters, leading to contested recounts, interrupted by a "mob," leading to the Supreme Court saying it's too dangerous to continue, and awarding said state's electoral votes to Reagan's VP's son, effectively handing him the presidency. The American people got two wars out of the deal and a veritable Who's Who list of Bush family associates whose names keep popping up suspiciously even to the present day.
Unless you're saying that Vance is just as knee-deep in the backstage corruption, in which case I agree, he's a dangerous slimeball.
On a related note, I have successfully gotten my nephew into Gundam... but his 14 year old Transformers-obsessed brain simply refuses to accept that Optimus would get urfed by even a GM beam spray pistol, let alone a newtype snipe.
Live with underlying existential dread for decades. Watch as "doing what you love" becomes "hating what you used to love because you're forced to do it so that there's enough numbers in the computer to prove that you're worthy of continued existence." Contemplate the pointlessness of it all on a daily basis. Be reminded that your feelings are invalid because "other people have it worse" every time the topic comes up. Nod listlessly as "successful" people tout their own hard work while ignoring any factor luck and privilege played, then tune out when they shift into the dissonant duet of "I succeeded because I am exceptional" and "anyone can do the same if they just work harder."
Wake up the next morning and realize there's roughly 30 more years of this, barring a massive coronary or aneurism or something.
My thought process went a little something like:
Holy shit that's a sweet photo, is it shopped? AI?
Omg those dresses are gonna be covered in dog hair.
Why would it be illegal to use a dog as a flower girl?
...OH! 🤦♂️
He tried blackjack already. Poor guy couldn't figure out how to keep multiple casinos, an industry known for basically printing money, afloat. Truly baffling considering what a genius businessman he is.
Reposted from my comment in this post over at !risa@startrek.website
That right there is a union man. He transports strikebreakers to strange new walls.
Having flashbacks to the fires from a couple of years ago. We were nowhere near (these were the Quebec fires IIRC) but outdoor AQI was bad for weeks, regularly topping 300 and peaking at 4-500. Had everything closed up, AC and multiple HEPA purifiers running, and it was still awful indoors.