This is the whole "if humans were going to have wings we'd have to redesign the whole organism from the ground up" fiasco all over again.

When confronted, the young man's mother admitted that the signs in the trunk of the car belonged to her son, who she described as "just an idiot."

At one point when I was in my mid to late-twenties, my workplace's neighbor had their sprinkler system fail and flood their business. It was so bad that a bunch of water seeped under the adjoining wall and we had about a half an inch of water across a third of our fairly large store. There were maybe a dozen or so of us working there at the time, and we all got called in to rapidly move merchandise out into a big truck so that it wouldn't get spoiled by the damp air before the remediation guys could do their thing.

So there's all of these people, most of them younger than me, but not by a lot, running back and forth with crates of merchandise, and I looked around and immediately saw how chaotic and inefficient it was.

So I said, "Okay, you stand by the truck. You stand by the front door, you stand just inside. You stand a little further in than that. The first person just picks up a crate, and we bucket brigade it all out to the truck."

It was an obvious solution, and it made the work go by so much faster and easier, but apparently I was the only one who thought to do it. I realized that in that moment, in a moderately large group, I was the most responsible adult in the room.

And I'm pretty sure that was when my childhood ended.

Fully agreed.

Deep fried pecan pie on a stick!

Would you rather push a boulder up a hill... or up a sheer cliff face while stormtroopers at the top are shooting at you and rounding up everyone who could help and putting them in camps?

Also, the 2000 Presidential election results in Florida:

Blacula is legitimately fantastic. It's full-on a story about the lingering violence springing from European colonialism and the slave trade.

Just one example: The main character is an African prince, and his name is Mamuwalde, but when Dracula turns him, he says "I curse you with my name! You shall be called BLACULA!" For the rest of the film, no one calls him Blacula, because his name is Mamuwalde! Except there was one subtitle that slipped and read something like "BLACULA: I lost her because of you!", and I immediately thought, "Hey you subtitling asshole, his goddamn name is Mamuwalde!"

By the end of the movie I was rooting for him in the fight with the LAPD.

She told me that she couldn't be bothered to think about Donald Trump.

Funny thing about that...

The former Berlin businessman I referred to earlier told me that he blamed his own group, people with the time and the money and the opportunity to know better, for what happened to Germany. "We ignored Hitler," he said. "We considered him an unimportant fellow, not quite a gentleman, not of our own class. We considered it just a little bit vulgar to bother with him, to bother with politics at all."

—Robert A. Heinlein, Take Back Your Government

Not blaming you or your friend for Trump, but reading the book that quote came from made me a lot more engaged in politics on a day-to-day basis.

That boy needs therapy.

Yeah, not getting what they want might mess up a kid's afternoon. Being taught that throwing tantrums can get them what they want might mess a kid up for their entire life.