I would hope so, any time I see that metallic gold/bronze color I get a bit nervous though

I wonder how much lead is in the paint

Depends on the organization of labor. In a horizontal arrangement, the workers themselves decide if someone is pulling their weight or not, and whether that’s a big enough deal to be an issue.

Right, and of those three items, cyclosporiasis is only really a problem in uncooked foods, specifically produce since it’s likelier to come into contact with feces-contaminated water. In the case of Taco Bell, that leaves pretty much just the tomatoes and the lettuce.

Actually would be 4545 because 47 would be admitting Biden was the 46th president of the United States

Most food I put cilantro on I’m also putting lime on so I haven’t really noticed as strong of citrus notes from the cilantro itself. The two pair extremely well together though, cilantro fills out the flavor profile really nicely.

Plus car companies starting to aggressively push larger and larger SUVs + Trucks onto the US market. The visibility out the front is worse, more weight = more energy = harder to brake, higher center of mass on the grill means people are more likely to roll under the vehicle instead of over when a collision actually does occur.

I’d hardly call it the correct conclusion even. It’s a somewhat positive outcome as a stray bullet from continuous fire pointed in a completely different direction

Their definition of next generation privacy: don’t worry about it, we will take good care of all of your precious and lucrative data

And then all the other old men thought he was spot on 🤨

If there were people shooting off of the deck, that seems like it could qualify as a safety violation (unless that’s explicitly listed as an allowed thing to do on the property or you checked in with the owner first)

https://youtu.be/3AEj0a7BSaY

Completely ignoring the harmful pseudoscience here and the completely different camera angles, I love how they didn’t trace the judge’s jawline very precisely and appear to deliberately inset the line like half an inch in to give him a worse score, but Clav’s jaw outline is perfectly set as far out as you could to the edge of his face.

Like if you’re gonna do this deranged phrenology shit you should at least apply the rules consistently. Reminds me of the transvestigation skull overlays that don’t match the person’s actual head at all, but they put a differently sexed skull in the photo so it has to be true.

It’s all pathetic insecurity as always

Don’t forget the number of people who take ivermectin in response to getting sick and immediately start seeing an improvement of symptoms… Because they’ve been full of parasites for years or decades leading up to that point and getting rid of them improves their health, completely independent of the virus they caught. Then they associate ivermectin with feeling better so it had to be interacting with the disease they took it in response to.

Look I appreciate the slop as a use case for genAI as anti imperial agitprop, but I don’t think we should be making emoji from it

Read the article

Beaneas Gage

Edit: formatting

I felt inspired to write a poem about this just now. Might be a bit rough around the edges.

The Demonic Impulse

With so-called holy furor
They abolish your freedoms
And relish in human suffering
Your agonies are their lullabies

The impulse exists within most of us
The desire to see enemies laid low
Put in their place
For daring to resist ‘the obvious truth’

It matters not which god you do it for
It matters not which master you serve
Or if you do it for no one at all

It is the path of demons
The path of cruelty
The path of treachery

When it becomes your agenda
To mete out the absolute
To define truth as your words alone
And disagreement as treason

When it becomes your right
To punish the punished
To torture the tortured
To ridicule that which you do not understand

To slide down the scale
And let contempt consume you
That they deserve your hatred
For not being you

It’s to plunge your humanity into the tarpit
To wrest it by the neck and hold its face beneath the threshold
To revel in the bubbles which rise to the surface
And to spit on its weakness when the last one pops

You pull it back up, lungs full of rot
Flesh seared and melded with the impulse
This is what you breathe now
This is what you feel now
This is what you are now

Unfit for power
Unfit for polite society
You murdered the human within
And joined the ranks of the Demons

And so now we ask each other
Huddled amidst ourselves
What is to be done about the devils
Who seek a thousand thrones sewn from our faces

What is to be done
When you try to act
Like what you’ve done
Is normal

What is to be done
When you continue trying to pretend you’re human
When the stench of your dead, rotted soul
Wafts in with every word you belch

The vile contempt you hold
For all that is living and good
The very concept of goodness in your mind
Has been unrecognizably disfigured

Fuck you.

We’ve given you a billion chances
To keep your disgusting mouth closed
Before we came to the foregone conclusion
That you’ll get what’s coming to you

One way or another

You can tell it was actually done by the IOF through the use of passive voice describing the event here

Just keep it under immense pressure the whole time, ez

This will definitely work for diesel too, trust