The only thing that bothers me about terms like "trans rights", "women rights", ... is that there should be no need to prefix "rights" with anything but "human". And human rights should apply to all humans indiscriminately, obviating the need to label any subset of human rights that shouldn't exist. In my book, the slice of bread should read:

Humans have human rights. Trans people are humans.

And in a better world every bit of that should be so obvious that it wouldn't need mentioning at all.

What about trick implies treat?

I saw so many of those on my last visit to croatia. Here's a pic I took:

Our host told us about the psychedelic effect they can have. I wasn't sure if he was bullshitting us ... guess he was not :)

Wat? Kaum drei Haare auf'm Sack und schon ein' auf dicke Hose machen hier, wie?

Hätten sie lieber die Spanische Inquisition?

Don't bother, that's normal /sssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss

Be pro meatgrinder or we send you to the meatgrinder.

It's a classic: https://archive.ph/dRsjY

"Oh, move over," Hermione snarled. She grabbed Harry's wang, tapped the lock, and whispered, 'Alohomora!"

This doesn't look like fabricated evidence at all. I am very happy with the fact checking of our media.

Yah, or maybe because it smells like bullshit. All data is based on surveys from "normal" people (non-scientists), on a topic that is highly politicized, and by practitioners of one side often followed with what looks like religious fervor. The participants distribution is neither 50/50 for the compared options nor representative for the general populace of cat owners. It is pretty safe to assume bias in the reporting. Not a single cat was actually examined by the "researchers". This has almost all the hallmarks of bad science. That it is published in a purportedly peer reviewed magazine, does not reflect well on that magazine.

I did some brain jogging and I think in German it went like this:

Mein Vater war ein Maurer. Sein Vater war ein Maurer. Auch ich mauere Tag ein Tag aus. Doch sag mir, wo steht mein Haus?

Which would translate to

My father was a bricklayer. His father was a bricklayer. I, too, wall up day in and day out. But tell me, where is my house?

But I can't figure out what the movie was.

A tale as old as mankind. Like 20 years ago I saw a movie. Some indie thing from France or Spain. The kind of shit that gets highly acclaimed at the Cannes film festival. In one scene there was a bricklayer reciting a poem (from the top of my head and loosely translated from German):

My grandfather was a bricklayer. My father was a bricklayer. I am a bricklayer, too. But, tell me, where is my house?

That allways stuck with me.