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@HexBroke@hexbear.net you're presumably joking about the feasibility of getting some of the energy wasted on food & plastic back out again.

But this is a good article on how renewable hydrocarbons can be used for energy. Of course, modern energy use would probably exceed the forage capacity or new growth wood.

Providing hysterectomies to women seeking them after 3 children is genocide.

the draconian lockdowns shit drives me insane too, ppl here are still stuck on "the internet made everyone crazy" as an explanation for events and that makes me sad because it's an excuse to repeat truisms about the events instead of remembering and learning

That's why, the disclaimer

Zhoug is so good idk why i stopped getting this

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All of us can share a vision

"I noticed it the other night hearing Rabbit do a commercial. No matter who's talking, the different power spectra are the same, give or take a small percentage. So you and Rabbit have something in common now. More than that. Everybody who says the same words is the same person if the spectra are the same only they happen differently in time, you dig? But the time is arbitrary. You pick your zero point anywhere you want, that way you can shuffle each person's time line sideways till they all coincide. Then you'd have this big, God, maybe a couple hundred million chorus saying 'rich, chocolaty goodness' together, and it would all be the same voice."

"Mucho," she said, impatient but also flirting with a wild suspicion. "Is this what Punch means when he says you're coming on like a whole roomful of people?"

"That's what I am," said Mucho, "right. Everybody is."

He gazed at her, perhaps having had his vision of consensus as others do orgasms, face now smooth, amiable, at peace. She didn't know him. Panic started to climb out of a dark region in her head. "Whenever I put the headset on now," he'd continued, "I really do understand what I find there. When those kids sing about 'She loves you,' yeah well, you know, she does, she's any number of people, all over the world, back through time, different colors, sizes, ages, shapes, distances from death, but she loves. And the 'you' is everybody. And herself. Oedipa, the human voice, you know, it's a flipping miracle." His eyes brimming, reflecting the color of beer.

Nope

Lmao