literally what it means
Literally not
People treat words like divine tangible streams of meaning when they’re just sounds we make
Completely unrelated, seems like you have a bug up your butt about something else. Also I’m pretty sure nobody thinks that either, sorry a prescriptivist upset you but that has no relation to what I said.
to an religious extent
yeah, I don’t think that applies here
I don’t think that’s what fetishized means.
Great advice that an unfortunate amount of people instantly discard.
You don’t get to talk shit about the bigots when you’re among them.
I disagree, bad people can still make good arguments against different bad people. If the shit against bigots is valid, let it be talked.
thats nice dear
how is this a science meme
Irrelevant, still the anti-genocide vote.
can you still call yourself anti-genocide if you vote for the candidate who puts forth a slower, more well marketted genocide
I mean, yes, objectively? Mathematically, only a Democrat or a Republican can win the United States general election. If you can use your influence to vote for Less Genocide instead of More Genocide, that is what electoral anti-genocide is. You don’t have to like it, but those are the options.
Leftist people voting for the best of limited options are still leftist voters.
I said voters, if those people aren’t voting, then they aren’t leftist voters.
time and time again, polling shows that Americans prefer leftist policies when presented with them independently of party affiliation
So where are all the leftist voters then?
I’m aware
From your second link: This video describes the structure and functions that give mitochondria their nickname: the powerhouses of the cell.
*Powerhouses, mitochondria is plural.
don’t mind if I do
Putting ideology (“voting legitimizes the illegitimate authority”) over pragmatism is goofy IMO. Like, whether you view the state as legitimate or not, in the here-and-now it exists and has power, giving up your influence because you don’t like it is counterproductive.
Also this post reeks of Sovereign Citizen nonsense, “I do not consent to being ruled” okay well you are, might as well have a say in the rules.
and here’s the preceding exchange that actually describes the pods:
On closer inspection, Kurt saw a faint light leaking from these cubes… and staring closer, he noticed they were not at all cubes—their edges distorted and radiated extra dimensions.
He staggered back, hands reflectively grasping for his temples. Disorientation washed over him as he tasted the faint green light, inhaled the dusty odors of meaning from the symbols on the floor, and heard the bell-like tinkling of the organic electronics of the pods.
He sank to one knee and the tangled sensory input faded.
“Stand back,” Kurt warned the others. Over the COM he said, “Will, escort Dr. Halsey up here.”
Another wave of disorientation hit Kurt and his vision swam. When he again could see. Dr. Halsey knelt next to him.
“Move him away from the machines,” she told Will.
Will dragged him back to the room’s entrance, and Kurt’s vision immediately cleared and the dizziness vanished.
“What was that?” he asked Dr. Halsey.
“Unshielded Slipspace field,” she said. Her face was a mask of concentration, staring at the cubic machine housing. Frowning, she crossed to the pods. “Linda,” she said, “your assistance please.”
Linda moved up to Dr. Halsey, her sniper rifle aimed at the floor.
“Use your weapon’s range finder; point at the interior of the pod.”
Linda nodded, raised her rifle, and aimed at the Spartan inside the pod. After a moment, she lowered the weapon, checked her Oracle scope’s settings, and then repeated the procedure. She shook her head.
“You are reading an infinite range?” Dr. Halsey said.
“Yes,” Linda replied, uncharacteristic annoyance in her tone. “There must be something wrong with it.”
“No,” Dr. Halsey replied. “I’m afraid it is in perfect working order.”
She turned to Kurt. “I cannot revive your Spartans or the other three, Lieutenant Commander. They are not in cryogenic suspension.”
Kurt shook off the last traces of confusion. “Explain,” he said.
“They are encased in a Slipspace field. The process to stabilize such a field in normal space is well beyond any technology we or the Covenant possess. Essentially these Spartans are here, but not, extruded into an alternate set of spatial coordinates and excluded from time.”
tbf this was an intentional moment about how timey-wimey and extra dimensionally slipspace is, and Halsey was immediately called out for talking out of both sides of her mouth.
But it’s more funny to crop that.
Stop blaming gay people for homophobia.