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  • Don’t be so butthurt! It’s not like I’m saying you should vote for him, in fact I would strongly advise against it. But I have no hope left for the USA with their jurisdiction and political system or their social cohesion. They shoveled their own grave. Their democratic system is flawed and corrupted to no end. I’m simply hopeless that he won’t become president again. Be it now or the next time. It’s always the worst time for him to be in power. The problem won’t be solved until he won’t be able to candidate again. And I don’t believe there will be another solution but that he was president a second time or he dies.









  • Risus_Nex@lemmy.worldOPtoxkcd@lemmy.worldNever seen this game before!
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    I’m getting the hang of it.

     a cool bug
    a pretty leaf
    a DVD of The Core (2003)
    a secret glade
    a holographic Charizard business card
    a marsh wren
    a tumbleweed
    11 squares packed into a larger square
    a broken smoke machine
    The Long Now Foundation's archive of every Animorphs book
    a brightly-lit billboard
    a beige electron
    a sensible cheese platter
    a swatch pop-out wristwatch
    the gold crown Archimedes stole
    a relativistic bowling ball
    $30 in Yahoo
    a first of its kind
    a tiny pteranodon
    a necklace of element samples whose symbols spell out your name
    a baby hedgehog
    a friend
    two Andalites, one canonical
    baby shoes (and baby)
    a sunspot
    the 3 million point line
    a delicate music box
    a pair of platonic solids, not quite touching
    a block of scandium
    a really cool data point
    a rock with neat stripes
    a single grain of salt
    Voyager 2
    a 5G seagull
    a normal-looking leaf
    an orb wren
    Voyager 1
    a single caffeine molecule
    a festive but somehow unnerving holiday card from Junji Ito
    a podcast episode
    a friendly bee
    an ink cartridge
    a spiral-cut diamond
    a golden radio tuned to 1.618 MHz
    a burrito
    a cool pair of shoes with flames on the side
    a scroll lock key
    a primordial black hole
    a tree-filled grove and a nice spot for quiet contemplation
    a guitar pick
    a sixth lagrange point
    a glass of heavy water
    some microbial life
    the Heart of the Ocean
    some tin from the pantai remis mine
    a sparkling gem
    a Rhode Island the size of an ant
    an icosahedral d10
    a whale shark
    a hydrogen ion
    a piece of coronium (iron)
    the Principality of Sealand
    a piece of space shuttle food
    a strangely heavy subway token
    a piece of pumice
    a large hadron
    an asterisk
    a sunken treasure
    a smooth green snake
    an eye in the sky
    a dna base pair
    a steam calliope
    a pair of squirrel goggles
    a sterile neutrino
    a secret leaf
    a stick
    a normal-sized apple
    










  • I let it describe the process of snow shoveling in Shakespeare style:

    Hark, as the winter’s frost doth cloak the earth in white, A task of toil and sweat awaits, a burdensome plight, 'Tis the noble art of snow-shoveling, fair and just, To clear the path for travel, a duty we entrust.

    With shovel in hand, the valiant soul doth commence, Upon the snow-laden ground, with purpose intense, Like a thespian upon the grand stage they appear, To perform a virtuous act, without doubt or fear.

    As flakes of snow, like sprites, doth dance from the skies, The shoveler’s heart doth beat, with resolve that ne’er dies, With each mighty heave and resolute thrust, They banish the snow, turning drifts into dust.

    Oh, the Herculean effort, the muscle’s lament, Yet the shoveler persists, their energy unspent, Through freezing winds and bitter chill they toil, To create a path, a thoroughfare on which others shall roil.

    And when the task is done, the pathway is clear, The shoveler doth stand, a triumphant pioneer, With Shakespearean grace, they proclaim their deed, A scene of winter’s labor, a heroic tale indeed.

    Thus, in the style of Shakespeare, the saga of snow-shoveling is writ, A noble endeavor, a testament to human grit.