Yes. According to TikTok, this is supposed to help you get a more defined jawline.
the only person who says "think of the children" and actually means it
2028 will be:
John Fetterman & Marjorie Taylor Greene (D)
JD Vance & Nick Fuentes (R)
Though I think there's a decent chance they replace Fuentes with a Grok-generated Adolf Hitler. They're all gonna put their differing opinions on Jews aside and agree, in the name of bipartisanship, that non-whites aren't people and to quadruple funding for ICE. Fetterman and Greene initially look like they're gonna win because they're stupid in a kinda amusing way while Vance and Fuentes are just unbearable dweebs, but then Fetterman commits the least surprising murder/suicide in history and takes out his entire family. Greene takes this as a sign that QAnon was real after all and concedes the election to Vance.
The fascists now feel fully emboldened and coup Vance for being a race traitor and Fuentes for being a gay Mexican. Miller and Rubio are next in line but they're Jewish and Cuban respectively, so they get purged as well. With Donald Trump dead of McDonald's, they look to his descendants. Eric Trump and Don Jr. are way too stupid and Ivanka is a woman married to a Jew, so there's only one option left.
In late December 2028, President Barron Trump and his VP Zack "Asmongold" Hoyt are formally inaugurated. It's the first inauguration where the president does not give a speech. Not a single woman is in attendance voluntarily. Their first executive order is to publicly execute Hasan Piker, Anita Sarkeesian and Brie Larson. Their second order is that every white man who achieves a certain rank in one of various online games is entitled to a state-sanctioned girlfriend. The age of consent is abolished, pronouns are banned from the English language and Adin Ross is appointed Secretary of Education. The United States become the esports capital of the world. Life expectancy drops to 53. Thank you for your attention to this matter.
She's announcing a new bipartisan podcast with Mike Pence
The thought that I could one day have a stroke and lose my mental faculties like this is scary ngl. Fetterman still being in a position of power is a failure of the system at this point. I'd feel bad for the guy if he wasn't a rabid genocide supporter.
Quoting myself:
Musk has literally zero redeeming qualities. He might be the worst person alive in every possible aspect. He's despicable from a moral standpoint, hideous to look at, an awful public speaker, tediously unfunny, not personable in the slightest, dumb as a brick and obnoxiously whiny. I am not exaggerating, he might be The Worst Guy Ever. It is incredible just how much he sucks.
This useless Apartheid Andy steps into a government position and immediately sets the collapse of the American empire into overdrive. His sheer oafishness causes a 71% drop in perhaps the most overvalued company of all time. And when push comes just within vague proximity of shove, he immediately quits.
I know there is no such thing as meritocracy but Musk is so awful at everything he does, so horrendously incompetent, there are so many ghouls with rich parents who are just as sociopathic but way smarter and more persistent than him, how did this absolute fucking idiot become the richest man in the world?
Donald Trump is funny. Peter Thiel doesn't embarrass himself on stage every week. Asmongold knows how to play Path of Exile. Adolf Hitler was a good public speaker. Benjamin Netanyahu doesn't crumble at the slightest bit of pushback. JD Vance can laugh at a joke about himself. Elon Musk fails at all of these aspects while sucking just as hard in every other way.
And then, somehow this unbelievable loser is a sex pest who pressures women to have his kids but doesn't even get laid in the process. Oh, you got this attractive 25-year-old right-wing grifter chick pregnant... but you didn't have sex with her? If he was paying these hot women to let him knock them up the natural way he'd still be a gross creep, but my primitive male brain would be able to relate on some level. But no, he's paying them exclusively so he can mail them his fucking sperm and become a deadbeat dad to another abandoned child.
Why is he like this? What the fuck is wrong with this man? All the other tech oligarchs have some level of competence, how is Musk so horrendously awful, pathetic, weak, obnoxious, useless and despicable in every conceivable way? How is this wannabe-hitlerian boer the richest man in the world?
Fontana police did not return an email seeking comment. Three of the involved officers remain employed with the department. One other officer has retired.
This is why you can't make the "bad apples" argument. The fact that the department still tolerates them shows that they're all rotten.
Gamers: Everything is allowed in humor. Don't be so easily offended, it's just a joke, everybody is just looking for reasons to get offended.
Game: You seem to like men.
Gamers: 
It's incredible just how fearful US cops are. The training must be pure psychological torture.
People on the bird site losing their mind because apparently Hezbollah fired missiles from civilian homes and all I can think is:
Hezbollah: hey man can we use your house to fire missiles at tel aviv
Me: ofc do you guys want tea or anything here's the wifi password i'll help you carry
I'll be honest, I don't think the international rules-based order actually rules nor is it very based.
I haven't played Dead by Daylight in a long time but I just read up on the new killers that have released since I stopped and I just have to share this.
DbD was never known for its great writing, but their previous OCs were, I'd say, competently written usually. But this one, the "Skull Merchant", has the most amateurishly bad backstory I have ever seen in a decently successful game and I am genuinely baffled as to how this could happen.
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The self-made millionaire Adriana Imai came from a humble home in Fortaleza, Brazil. Her father, Seita, moved to Brazil as a young man, hoping to see a side of the world completely different than his hometown in Hokkaido. A talented illustrator, he spent his spare time designing colourful characters and worlds.
While sketching patrons of a local jazz club, he was approached by Belinda, the owner, to work on a logo. What began as a business partnership soon became a romantic one, and within a couple of years, Adriana was born.
Adriana excelled in all facets of education. A house full of art and music honed a brilliant mind, and her intelligence was only exceeded by her obsessive drive to be the best. While scoring at the top of every class, she was often on the receiving end of disciplinary action due to her overly competitive, and sometimes violent, nature during schoolyard games.
Adriana’s mother did her best to keep her on the right track, but her father was increasingly absent as his own obsessive drive ramped up: Adi Valente, a manga about a young girl who saves and protects the weak with her quirky robot companion. Despite working long hours at a canning facility and writing his manga in his spare time, he somehow managed a little time every night to share his wild and highly imaginative illustrations with his daughter.
By middle school, Adriana was courted by a fancy private school due to her high performance, and, needing money, Seita spoke to publishers about his unpublished manuscripts. He managed to find a small local publisher to carry Adi Valente, but it meant more work than he could handle. He eventually lost his job at the cannery, giving him more time to develop and illustrate his series.
Adriana loved the manga, but the family was forced into hard times.
In her final semester, Seita requested higher royalties, but the publishing company went into administration and decided to cut the series. No longer able to afford the school fees, Adriana was pulled out of the elite academy where she was at the top of her class. Belinda was able to negotiate her graduation, but another student was able to take her place at the head of the class. Adriana was furious. On summer break, she learned everything about her rival: where he lived, where he hung out, what he liked to do in his spare time, what he listened to, what he watched, everything. She even stalked him on his way home one late summer evening and considered the myriad ways she could ruin his life. But, in the end, she did nothing, though something awakened within her and she felt like the anti-hero in a new story her father had been exploring.
Seita retreated further into himself and began producing this newer, darker manga, inspired by his visions and nightmares. A manga about a woman who hunts and guts the weak in a nightmarish realm with drones made of salvaged skulls and bones. But unable to sell this manga, Sonhadores Sombrios, the family became solely reliant on Belinda’s income.
Adriana, looking for ways to make her own money, started a website dedicated to the world of Brazilian manga. It became a runaway success and significant advertising dollars started to roll in. She realized she had no real interest in writing for it, though, so she convinced other kids to write for it for free while the money flooded in. The second she got an offer she sold the site and never looked back.
Proud of her accomplishment, she came home to show her parents the cheque. She never got a chance to show her father, though. He walked out the door that morning, never to return, leaving only a stack of unpublished manuscripts about The Skull Merchant mercilessly hunting those she deemed worthy of her efforts.
To help her mother, Adriana began to study at the library, teaching herself investment and economics, and soon tripled her money. By the age of 18, barely with a high school degree, she had already become a self-made millionaire. As stories of this investment wunderkind spread across Brazil, more and more doors opened for her.
Before long, she had the kind of money that allowed her to buy small companies—companies that she would gut, replace with non-union workers, and sell at a profit. The only breaks she took from her corporate obsession was to pore over her father’s manuscripts, trying to understand this chilling world he had created.
By her mid 20’s, she was regularly flipping companies. While finalizing on a real estate firm, two members of the board moved to block the sale, pointing to the trail of hollowed-out husks she left in her wake. Adriana was frustrated. It took her weeks to find out who the holdouts were, but once she did, she thought about how it would feel to hurt them.
She learned everything about the directors. Stalked their every move. Manipulated them into attending a conference in Switzerland. And, while on retreat in the Alps, she made her move. Inspired by The Skull Merchant, and feeling something within demanding expression, she tracked them with a prototype drone, and brutally dismembered them with a cruel two-bladed weapon. The rush of emotion and adrenaline was unlike anything she had ever experience before. And the company was hers!
Thus began an unsettling cycle. Swoop in on a business, destroy anyone standing in her way, and gut the company for maximum profit. She targeted companies with larger-than-life CEOs and hoped one would present a challenge. None ever did. They just ‘disappeared’ unremarkably.
An aggressive manager of a fireworks company, known for his “survival tours,” was her last target, right at home in Brazil.
Survival tours… a perfect cover.
Adriana lured him to a decommissioned airship hangar.
The hunt started at dawn and went the distance, with her still tracking him well into the evening. Locating him, she used one of her drones to direct him to a dead end, when a pair of kites suddenly appeared on camera, and the feed died. Her face hardened. Her eyes widened in disbelief as she slammed her laptop shut and charged to where the drone had crashed. There she found her prey reaching out to someone in the growing dark for help.
Witnesses.
Not part of the plan!
Without a second to lose, she plunged her blade through his stomach, exposing meat, bone, and a dying heart. The vitiated body staggered left and right, sending a shower of red over the green foliage. As her victim collapsed with a thud she turned to the young witnesses. Wrong place, wrong time. They broke into a sprint. She gave chase, her blades thirsting for more blood. The lush green of the trees melted into a thick black fog. Real life warped into something like Sonhadores Sombrios. A sick grin crept across her face as she rushed forward to begin a new chapter in her life.
Tesla is building a humanoid robot to do manual labor and this is up there with his idiotic hyper loop projects in being a perfect example of his insane obsession with form over function because FuUTuRee.
Proposed tasks for the product are ones that are "dangerous, repetitive and boring", such as providing manufacturing assistance.
This week, Mr Musk told investors the humanoid robot's first application would be at a Tesla plant "moving parts around the factory, or something like that". But in the future, he sees it helping solve labour shortages.
Tesla Bot will measure 5'8" (173 cm) tall and weigh 125lbs (57 kg) [...] and have a carrying capacity of 45 lb (20 kg).
Elon thought to himself "wow wouldn't it be like really futuristic if we had humanoid robots working in our factories" and then decided that was a good idea. We have thousands, thousands of machines that can do repetitive, boring tasks like these better than any human ever could. There is literally no practical reason to confine your machine to human form, which is absolutely not optimal for pretty much anything.
2 legs are stupidly impractical, they make you slow and incredibly easy to push over compared to something with 4 legs, let alone something with wheels. Even just walking is a balancing act. 2 legs are the reason this billion-dollar-punchline can only carry a pathetic 20 kilograms.
The only, and I mean the only reason this is done is because it looks futuristic. In practice, it's a massive step backwards and it will make any work place perform worse than without them. Elon doesn't want "machines", those don't look like the future, he needs "robots". Robots which are, in practice, just humans but worse.
Gonna tell libs that Russia is the lesser evil and to not let perfect be the enemy of good