I'd be really interested to know the source of whatever stats say that. I mean, it's not like people actually stopped drinking, so why would domestic abuse "disappear"? That also totally implies that domestic abuse almost entirely happens because of alcohol.

With how much political/financial influence/bribery was behind prohibition, I'd totally bet statistics are skewed in favor of prohibition.

Eh, I don't think the correlation of age is the causation of getting wounded or killed due to questionable decisions on powerful motorcycles. I'd venture to say the correlation is moreso in personality type, and aversion, or lack thereof to risk.

Like, you don't see complete straight edge 16 year olds getting bikes, and from my own anecdotal experience, my straight edge friends were scared of it. Though if there wasn't an inherent aversion to the risk, I'd bet those types would be incredibly safe motorcycle drivers.

The types that currently get them are the types that will take risks, regardless of their age, and we can't rightly outlaw something because some risk takers act dangerously on them. We'd have to outlaw cars too.

Fun fact: the CO2 version can actually be made incredibly cheap if you retrofit a decently sized paintball CO2 canister to work with your soda machine (kits can be bought). The biggest difference is that paintball CO2 isn't food grade, but it's pretty common to dismiss this if that's something you're comfortable doing.

You go from spending however much (think I remember them costing as much as $50 for like, 12oz) on a SodaStream proprietary CO2 canister, to spending like $10-$30 every couple of months on a 20+ oz fillup at your local sporting goods store, and the one time $40-$60 for a decent sized canister that lasts forever. Seriously, I still have my canister from when I played paintball in 2008.

Looking forward to more Viltrumite vs. Viltrumite

How was it transphobic? The whole entire show is extremely critical of the wars (Vietnam in theory, and Korea in practice), the military, and the state of society in general.

Stating that it's transphobic because it just depicts a common practice of draftees seeking non-dishonorable discharge is like stating "Get Out" is a racist movie because it depicts racism.

The only hate ever depicted towards Klinger is by characters that are considered antagonistic. Not to mention the multiple plotlines that are extremely supportive of homosexual characters.

Save for the first three seasons with Hawkeye and Trapper's overt "womanizing", it's an extremely woke show even by today's standards. Alda even spoke out against his character being written as such. At most, it's fairly misogynistic. I'm not really sure how you come up with transphobic though, unless you haven't really watched it.

Holy shit I was just there for the first time last weekend, didn't even realize that was Harambe

Would you believe that I don't want to eat just plants and pills for each meal? Would you also believe that I disagree with the industrialization of farming and the animal abuse that is so commonly paired with it.

There are humane ways to eat meat, and while they're difficult to find, it's a lot easier than eating what most people would consider disgusting everyday.

It's about how I applied to an associate engineer position, made it through 3 rounds of interviews, then got rejected only to find out they hired a senior engineer with over a decade of experience at AWS. /rant

Yeah, I don't really count running mbam as learning

Very true, pretty indicative of the whole industry though. I'm glad I'm already in it, especially in a good position as a software engineer, but after $1k spent in certifications, ~600 resumes sent out, and completely revamping my LinkedIn, etc. It almost feels like you really do have to have worked at FAANG as a senior engineer to even be noticed.

It's all way too gatekeepy as a whole.

I've posted this a couple times in similar threads on Reddit, and never really got any speculation. Of course nobody can have a definitive answer, but I'd be super interested to hear what anyone else thinks.

So I had just gotten out of Army basic training about a month prior, and had my first drill at my first unit. It was a pretty long drill, about 5 days, so I was already pretty out of it, and not to mention nervous as hell after meeting my chain of command, etc.

Come the final day of drill we get out really late, like the latest allowable time, 11:59 or some crazy shit. I lived about 2.5 hours away from my unit, and had ROTC PT at 6am the morning after. I was dead exhausted.

I started to leave and got on the turnpike and about 10 minutes into this drive I could already feel the sleep hitting me hard, and I had to pee really bad. I found the first rest station and decided to stop there, pee, and grab a coffee, and maybe a meal. I dragged myself from the car into the station, and walked in a haze towards the bathrooms. Within like, 10 seconds, I realized there was a woman at the sink washing her hands. I was confused for about 5 seconds, then realized my mistake, turned right around and went for the male bathrooms.

I decided to take a stall to sit down and relax for a couple minutes as the rest station was pretty dead. In fact, there was nobody else in the bathroom. I didn't give it a second thought, and sat down. About 2-3 minutes later I saw 4 sandled feet standing infront of my stall door. Not slightly near the door, but - get this - almost feet sticking under the gap, toes directly facing me. These were not children's feet either, for sure two grown men.

My heart starts pounding out of my chest. I wait 5 minutes more, and they're STILL standing right there. What the FUCK is going?!!!

I try to calm myself, take a couple deep breaths and allow myself to think straight. By now it's been about 10 minutes of them standing right there. I can hear them speaking in Spanish about "this man right here" though my Spanish isn't that great. I decide to text my dad my location, and tell him to call the police if I don't respond in 45 minutes.

15 minutes now.

20

30

...

After about 40 minutes they FINALLY decide to leave. I don't know where they might be waiting, probably outside the bathroom entrance. I text my dad to postpone another 20 minutes. I wait even longer until I hear another person walk in with a child like pitter patter of footsteps with him. They speak a bit, and it's very audibly a man and his son.

Without even thinking about how me being targeted could put them in danger, I use the opportunity of witnesses being present to bolt from the stall. I didn't care about washing my hands, and SUPER WALKED out of the rest station to my car, called my dad to ensure him I was fine, and told him what happened, then went on my way.

I still don't know what the hell that was. Was I being targeted for "snooping" in the girl's bathroom? Was a big supporter of the military about to shake my hand? Was I being targeted for being in uniform?

I'll never know.