This is my real answer lol. All I ever run on my chomebook is this and a web browser.
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They're intentionally easy questions because ego stroking is a tried and true way to farm engagement. Like those old ads that went like:
99% of MIT students got this question WRONG! can YOU do better?
3 + 8 / 2 = ?
Indeed. Sure it's worth it or whatever but it's the fucking worst.
Not OP but I was in a similar situation. Whole family was poor, white, Christian, Republican, listened to Rush Limbaugh (and the horde of soundalikes) on the radio in the car every morning on the way to school and everywhere else we went. I don't think I ever really bought in but when you're a kid there's just so much about the world you have to take on faith, often because you don't know there are other options besides the defaults you grew up with. Eventually you get around to questioning things and the foundations start to crumble. For me the first domino was that I couldn't really square why god would make people gay if being gay was a sin, and they didn't really seem to be doing any harm, even the very abstract "sanctity of marriage" argument kinda falls off once you see that het people get unlimited "violating the sanctity of marriage" passes and queer folks get automatic damnation. After that more foundational assumptions started to fall away and I drifted further from the church over time until I became the heathen radical socialist that shames the memory of my god-fearing parents to this very day.
Broseidon, Lord of the Brocean.
Sometimes I am sad but I don't really feel sad, or feel sad enough... Music helps me feel the feelings I already have, but have a hard time feeling. Some of those feelings are sad and the sad ones are just as important to feel. I guess what I'm describing is catharsis.
Especially the turrets. I love them so much. The first time I took one down and got hit with the "I don't hate you" 💔 😭
"This traumatic thing happened in my life and I wish people wouldn't joke about it"
"Wow that sucks here's a joke about it"
Why? to what end?
Kinda. I definitely had hamburger helper back in the 80s, but kit meals were a luxury we could only sometimes afford. Necessity is often the mother of culinary invention but even among "the poor" there's some variability in cash and time (and information availability) constraints, and things like hamburger helper (cheap but not the cheapest, but also quick and easy to make) have been a fixture alongside the true broke-ass "we need food and have basically zero money" recipes.
You inspired me
I do not fear the motion of my feet.
Though every step be toward the final bourn,
I see no path to orderly retreat.
The energy assigned in brief to me
No art preserves, no science can reform.
And so I boldly choose what is to be
The range and purpose of my tiny mete.
I will not, while I can, myself pre-mourn,
But rage, rage against the rising of the heat.
four pane terminal: top left running
htop, top right showing the commit history for a gnarly repo, bottom right just runningcat /dev/urandom, bottom left is acowsayscript reciting the dialogue of "Star Wars: Episode I: The Phantom Menace"