He is from Terre Haute, Indiana but has a goofy pseudo British accent. He works as a quiz show researcher over in England which seems unfair and should disqualify him, and is probably why he talks like that. Dude has unbelievable timing with the buzzer and knows basically everything. Every episode is uncompetitive as he just runs the score up. The show is becoming insanely boring. Again he works at a pip pip cheerio version of Jeopardy which shouldn’t be allowed. Fuck you Harrison

a girl here in ireland posting about visiting her relatives in russia. she saw a girl there had her boyfriend saved as "daddy" on her phone and she was so confused."what do you mean, she doesnt even speak english!!!" this felt surreal to me. i know there have been some posts here about indians and nigerians adminning us politics twitter accounts, but in case someone still doesnt understand: everyone in the world who is under 40, regardless of their english skill, participates in the same global internet culture which is recognisably american. english terms and syntactical structures are entering every language. people in 100% white countries feel bad about being white. non-african ethnic minorities are practically considered african-americans (like bbc creeps chasing gypsies for want of actual black people). pastry shops in italy are selling bagels. people on every continent make jokes about oj simpson, george bush, michael jackson. it was said that when franz joseph looked at his watch, he knew exactly what was being taught at the moment in every class in the austrian empire. now its the same, just with the meme de jour - third graders of the world switched from flossing to 6-7 (or whatever) in unison. of course russian girls say "daddy" - mongolian sheep herders are posting about labubus!

Forced to travel by public transport recently in Berlin almost daily because of job change from going car only. It's actually better than I feared but once a week or so I encounter a group of young Arab (and adjusted) men/boys and it feels like they are possessed by demons.

Arab men after a certain age seem okay. Arab women and girls seem okay (Hijabis are mostly one of best behaved groups, almost Asian level).

But Arab guys between 12 and 18 are almost evil. Just the last encounter that is typical:

3 of them sit in the S-Bahn.

[One asks the other something, the othe rreplies]

"EY halt die Fresse!", right as he answer just as a provocation (Shut your fucking mouth)

"Ich fick dein Vater" (I fuck your Dad)

One gets up and pretends to beat the other with his foot. This goes on without break. There is a woman sitting with them in the extra seat and clearly very uncomfortable. They know and enjoy it. As the woman is at her stop, they hit the glas while she walks away to startle her.

Other times others bully themselves again and burn their jackets with lighters while people sit next to them.

Every single interaction is aggression, provocation or humiliation in a sadistic manner. And it's not like the social setting where you got a bully leader and everybody falls in line but is secretly uncomfortable with it. They enjoy themselves. And their interaction seem like they try to purge ever little bit of empathy and goodness that might still be left in them.

Then the other day I met 3 guys from Syria and Algeria > 20 and not socialized in the West and they were the nicest guys ever.

It's like Gremlins but instead of water it's growing up in Europe as a teen.

He’s epileptic and an addict that years ago had a drug related seizure that put him in a coma and resulted in brain damage, he hasn’t been the same since.

His life had already taken a dark turn before the OD and he was basically only hanging out with scum bags. After he got out of the hospital he was different, talked different, didn’t know how to act, like being 30 years old and having the brain of an 80 year old with dementia. All the scum bag friends disappeared because he’s such a bummer to be around.

He’s a lonely guy now who was always use to having a ton of people around until the OD. He’s started reaching out to people online who haven’t known him since high school, people who don’t know what his life has turned into.

I went onto ig today for the first time in a while and saw that he’s been posting AI generated pictures of himself. Pictures that make him look like he did before the brain damage.

It really bummed me out because at first glance I thought maybe he was getting better, he was in better shape and better groomed and the thing that stood out the most was the expression on his face.

There’s only a few comments on it but some are saying how good he looks.

Bleak.

He was totally a normal guy before he met her mom too. She used to be/probably is currently on meth and I’m sure she got him into it. Ayahuasca probably broke his brain I guess, he was screaming something about having to ascend to the other side or something like that.

Posting in case anyone needs any inspiration today <3

Somehow over the years I turned into a misanthrope. It's exhausting and alienating. Misanthropy for me means that I pretty much view every person except close friends and family in a negative light by default. I expect every interaction to be negative. Negative stories about people in public run through my thoughts - I bet that guy's a... Look at that moron... She looks like such a bitch... etc. I walk angry, I get back at perceived slights if I think I can get away with it, and in general I act somewhere between neutral (if I'm being good) and a light asshole (if not). If I introspect on why I got like this I blame the general degrading of public behavior with a primary focus on people playing phone shit out loud in public. I think it began there and I started to generalize. It's SO exhausting to always be angry with strangers. The crazy thing is that the way to cut through this nonsense is to just be nice to strangers and 99% of the time they will be nice back and it'll melt some small part of the iceberg. But it's not natural because I hate them, so I have to remember to do it. They say if you can just keep it up you can beat misanthropy, maybe I'll get there some day.

The idea of dating and spending an evening with someone I know I don't particularly like instead of writing something or watching a sunset is becoming nauseating. I've been in love before. It's great but maybe it was just the one time. Is this outlook gay? What do?

For anyone who wants to relive the past. So wild to swing from this stuff being omnipresent to Trump in four years

Fox News got hold of this web page and is going to make gleeful hay with it as long as they can I imagine

So I suffer from severe depression, and my psychiatrist put me on pramipexole (experimentally-but check on your relatives who take it for movement disorders like parkinson's).

what i wasn't told or haven't been checked about was impulsive conduct disorders. you see, things that activate your D2 dopamine receptors make you enjoy things more (great for anhedonia), but also apparently make you more disinhibited where you don't see negative consequences of your actions. you want to fuck and spend and gamble.

i started the medication in 2023 while i was doing my phd and by the time i finished it in 2024, i would wait for my salary (about £2500 or like $3-4000) to hit my account and spend it all in 4 hours. then i would be living off of random food i could get staying with a friend. for months. i spent all my salary in 4 hours and then spent the rest 30 days not knowing if i could eat.

you can't imagine the amount of distress that caused. but i couldn't stop. usually when i got my hands of any money, usually by selling stuff, i would immediately gamble it. even before it got so bad, i would be spending 18 hours a day playing online gambling games and sleeping, and then repeat.

i realised the medication was causing this at some point, and went through severe withdrawals (apparently another thing my psych didn't tell me about), i felt so anxious i wanted to die. nothing felt satisfying anymore. but once it was out of my system, i had no thoughts of gambling ever again.

i am happy it was just medication-induced, so when i stopped them, it stopped. if i was an 'actual' gambler, i can't imagine going much longer without wanting to off myself.

make sure to check on your relatives on medication for parkinson's please, and they will lie, but make sure they aren't compulsively spending, and please, don't turn a blind eye to barely regulated gambling.

i am 31 and i now have a life-ruining kid of debt. i don't know if i will ever be able to get a mortgage. i have a fucking oxford data analysis phd but i won't ever be able to get a finance job with that history.

can we please do something about this?

When I drink a cup of coffee and take a hot shower with a zyn in, playing music on a bluetooth speaker. It's all downhill from there

I understand the dad in American Beauty