FFS, we all got along just fine and dandy with group-chats via text message.

No we didn’t. You run into nothing but trouble if you’ve got a mix of iPhones and Android in the group. It’s a nightmare and I wish the family chat would pick a different platform.

MSG is my secret weapon for making my cooking better than his mother’s.

I was one of them when I was a kid. There were many times the only food I got was the free lunch provided at school, and I helped my mother scavenge dumpsters behind grocery stores for food. I’m fat now because it’s the most shelf-stable and accessible calorie reserve available, and with the looming cuts, I’m glad it’s there for me. This guy doesn’t know jack about shit.

I get it. There’s a nickname only my estranged family uses.

Yeah, I go by my middle name and nobody thinks it’s weird.

My whole point is that we really can’t blame individuals for being irresponsible when we’ve set up an entire society that punishes responsible behavior and rewards recklessness.

Also, nobody likes someone that eats poop

Oh boy, is this how you’re gonna learn about scat fetishes?

I’m using it as an analogy because OP did.

What is the responsible thing to do in that situation? I’m not asking about fault, I’m asking what the correct choice is. Do you go into debt, or do you drive?

It is a fact that most companies in the US do not consider public transit to be reliable transportation and will refuse to hire you if you don’t own a vehicle. It is also a fact that a minimum wage job doesn’t pay enough to maintain a vehicle. That we don’t have basic worker’s rights, that medical care is outrageously expensive and insurance covering what you need is a gamble.

This is a situation that Americans find themselves in at an alarming rate. Yes, having bald tires makes me at fault for a crash, but we cannot expect people to willingly accept the full responsibility for the failure of the system like OP is asking of them.

And the company isn’t at fault for incentivizing dangerous behavior?

Okay, lets go with your metaphor here. Your kid has broken their leg and needs to go to the ER. You know that the ambulance company in your area doesn’t take your insurance and just the ride will cost you six months of rent, the treatment will cost money too. It’s raining and your tires are bald. Your kid is screaming and you need to make a decision right now.

What is the responsible thing to do? Anything that goes wrong from this will be your fault.

I was unaware that pilots are underpaid, skip meals to make rent, and could get fired for refusing to fly. If that’s not true, then being a pilot isn’t congruent with my metaphor.

My point is that our hypercapitalist society forces people into poverty then compels them to act dangerously in order to secure the basic necessities of life. In such a system, claiming the individual has sole responsibility is a perversion of responsibility.

I never have to worry if the subway will be running when it’s snowing.

Nice. Over here the bus shows up when it wants to and can’t be relied upon. It only comes by five times a day, and it can be up to half an hour late. I’ve had multiple interviewers tell me that relying on the bus made me ineligible for hire because I’m responsible for transportation.

The fact that society views owning a car as a symbol of responsibility is part of the perversion of responsibility I’m talking about. It’s the same perversion that requires you to go into debt, so you can prove that you’re “responsible” with managing your money. Like, I paid off my student loan debt, so my credit score is now null. If I had to move and find a place to rent, not having a credit score will affect the prices I’m offered. By not maintaining a debt load, I am making my life more difficult, and that is fucked up.

I think its because of there has been a perversion of responsibility.

Like, it’s super normal for bosses in the US to require you to come to work during incliment weather, and you don’t get paid if you call out, and rent is already barely affordable. Then you hit an icy patch and slide into a BMW.

I wouldn’t feel responsible, for one. I didn’t want to drive in this, but I am because I don’t want to be homeless. It’s my boss’s fault for not paying me enough to miss a day of work, but the court doesn’t agree.

For two, if I accept responsibility, I am now on the hook for all the cost of replacing a BMW, and possibly medical bills. If I’m struggling to pay rent, where is that money going to come from?

Why is it “responsible” to abstain from medical treatment so I can afford to pay for theirs? Why should I have to lose my job because I’m out a car too, but can’t afford a beater because I’ve got to buy them a new BMW? How is it fair to have a lifetime of debt, with no way of repaying it, because I was operating under duress?

I set the clock in the kitchen a little fast because my partner is chronically late, and this way he leaves on time for work.

My dreams, broken :sob:

Oh dang, so you’re saying I was the gayest person on earth once, but because it happened in my sleep, I never noticed? That explains those dreams.

That we know of

I dunno. I find that enough movies and tv shows get chopped up into shorts and served to my fyp that it’s very similar to channel surfing sometimes. I feel like I’ve seen most of a few different movies served to me in random order with no context.

Right? We’re gonna use drones to kill unarmed kids, without the expense of having to ship stuff to a different country. It’s like a 60% off coupon for your favorite hobby, Uncle Sam is creaming himself in anticipation.

A million monkeys on typewriters is old news. Now we’re gonna teach a million starlings to play back the entire bee movie.

What if we had two circulatory systems, one for blood, and one for pesto?