Yea, I experimented with that drug in college, but only a little.
Whatās the fun of living in a dream house if you have to give up your genitals as part of the bargain??
This seems to work with vehicles too, to some extent.
To bring it up a notch, chop the dollās legs off with a meat cleaver while hitting the subjectās legs with a plastic sword.
I think in a more abstract way, this is what makes democracy difficult. Each individual voter sees the larger world in terms of their own life situation. Thereās no good way to change the scale of the problem to fit the voters life experience, so politicians are always pandering to the voter, and the government is always talking down to the citizen.
Say what you will about Monarchy, at least it offers up a 1:1 scale model of the body politic.
the Karolinska Institutet
While most readers probably wonāt realize or care, the Swedish word āInstitutetā literally means āthe Instituteā. So āKarolinska Institutetā is already a definite noun. Itās rather awkward to use an English ātheā before it. If you feel you need the definite article, just snip off the ā-tā from the end of the word. āInstituteā is a word in Swedish as well, and means exactly the same thing, but can be used without the redundancy of two definite articles.
See also: Dough J, Goodnuff I. 2017. Loss of sphincter control in subjects believing they inhabit sphincter-less bodies. Am J Med. 62(13):1120-1337.
What a weird coincidence that this was posted this morning. I am a cab driver, and last night I was on a call to pick up āConnorā from a strip club. He/she wasnāt answering their phone when I arrived, so I popped in (keep your smart-alec comments to yourselves, I hate those places :D) and asked the bartender if she knew what the dealy-o was. She said he/she might be in the ālottery roomā and pointed in a generalish direction somewhere behind me. It was fairly dark and dingy (all red lights), and I saw a doorway into a narrow hallway that led into a room with another full bar in it and started walking toward it. As I approached and entered the hallway, another guy was leaving that room and walking toward me. I stepped aside, he stepped aside in the same direction; we did the āstep aside curtsy danceā for four or five times until I was like āwhat the fuck is wrong with this guy!ā, at which point a naked girl tapped me on the shoulder and said, ādude, thatās a mirrorā, at which point I died a little inside, said āoh yeah mumble mumble mumbleā and skated out of there staring at my shoes and laughing nervously, similar to how I imagine a serial killer laughing might sound.
It was the WEIRDEST sensation the moment I realized that I was looking at myself. For a few seconds I saw my physical appearance as others must, without the baggage of processing and filtering my reflection through all those judgements we accumulate over time about ourselves.
In America we speak American. Donāt make us build a wall between America and Sweden too.
thanks, I learnt an interesting fact about Swedish (but I will most likely still not care : P)
And your reaction was āwhat the fuck is wrong with this guyā lol!
Good stuff
Oh man. Whatās that long german word ffor when you are laughing and also feeling deep sympathy at the same time? A couple of years after I started working in my current office, they put in a floor-to-ceiling mirrors in the hallways leading to the stairwell / restrooms* at the 90 degree corner in the hall. The mirrors are at a 45 degree angle to each section of hallway. I come in early in the morning and the only light in that corner is the red exit light. I guess they put in the mirrors so that you could see someone coming down the other length of hallway. However, the other effect is that right as you get up to the mirror, it appears as though a person has suddenly appeared from a third perpendicular hallway, and is about to collide with you. It scared the pants off me the first few times. My story lacks the ambiance, but I can sympathizeā¦
*the restrooms are located off the stairwell, itās not just a āmultipurpose spaceā¦ā
snort that took me a minute to figure out.
I wish I could like this story a few more times! That feeling of perspective popping into place has also happened to me on the dance floor. Iām doing a snoopy dance, oblivious how I might look to outsiders, and then suddenly I recognize the face in front of me and who that face belongs to and how I know them in real life, and Iām suddenly very self conscious again.
Same with āhoi polloi,ā incidentally. āHoiā means āthe,ā so āthe hoi polloiā is redundant.
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