Baby milk controversy

I have some women coworkers and a couple of years ago they were sitting in the break room lamenting how hard it was to find formula. I naively asked them why they didn’t breastfeed and they looked at me like I’d grown an extra head. It’s absolutely astonishing that after 200 million years of successful breastfeeding (which even gives us our “mammal” name), a corporation was able to convince women that no, they should be feeding their babies with shit from a can made in factory.

“What’s in the next sprint?”
“Stack more fucking rocks.”

A lot of our cities are known from TV sitcoms and from rivers catching fire. Edit: or both! I forgot about The Drew Carey Show.

Cleveland : Detroit :: Machine Gun Kelly : Eminem

“I’m not fat, I just have a lot of adipose tissue.”

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The ICE agent’s comin’, the sun’s zoomin’ in
Meltdown expected, the wheat is growin’ thin
Engines stop runnin’, but I have no fear
'Cause ‘Murica’s drownin’ and I … I live by the river

Ok, I have some fear.

I’ll try that. Fuck you.

pestilence, genocide, fratricide, infanticide, racism, sexism, and slavery

Which one of those categories is “sending out your daughters to be raped by the crowd” in?

I think that was on the tablet Moses dropped.

I’m the product in the sense that poo is the product of the intestines.

I had to move to a Mac because of iOS development. Now I’m stuck with a Mac because the fucking thing refuses to break.

“This fucking paycheck! What am I going to do with all this money?”

I majored in Anthropology in college. I should have done Misanthropology.

Remember to take your antibiotics to the end of the course, people.

That reminds me of when the Los Angeles Clippers (an NBA team, originally from San Diego, named after the famous clipper ships) had a mascot named “Scissors”. Very popular mascot up until they started using him to promote exercise programs for children, including the now-infamous “Run With Scissors”.

If I was a hacker, I would just get a job as a night cleaning person at corporate office buildings. And then just help myself to the fucking post-it notes with usernames and passwords on them.

This is a local observance and an expression of your privilege.

Here’s another local observance: you’re a pompous windbag.

I grew up next to the Cuyahoga in the '70s and I don’t think people today could even begin to understand how nasty it really was. Old tires everywhere, rusting steel barrels full of god knows what, and a thick oily scum over any part of it that wasn’t moving. Factories along the edge had big drainage pipes that just emptied directly into the river (one of these factories made Oasis foam, that green shit florists stick flowers into). The real shocker was not that the river caught fire from time to time, but that it wasn’t on fire all the time.

I’m still waiting for somebody to make a mashup of Billy Joel’s “We Didn’t Start the Fire” and The Prodigy’s “Firestarter”.