Compared to how DC runs these days, West Wing is up there with Harry Potter on the Fantasy scale.
When I was in college my room was in a house on the end of campus right across the street from a cemetery. Best neighbors I’ve ever had.
I think the rear portion was more solid, so just not as many hollow portions to collapse.
To at least some extent we’ve already got the remote feeling thing with haptic suits, though they’re still rather pricey for most at the moment. Also not sure how great their functionality is since I’ve never tried any myself.
I’m not trying to huwt yur feewsies, I’m saying you can’t run an advanced society on gig work. I’m sorry reality is a thing.
Good luck running your ideal society on all gig jobs. I predict total collapse of infrastructure within the first six months.
No particular reason, I suppose. It’s just one of their songs I’ve always enjoyed listening to. And it starts in on a nice forte that I think would be sufficiently startling, lol.
KC’s got a huge group of crotch rocket and ATV riders that pull this shit at wildly inappropriate times, riding on sidewalks as well as blowing through red lights.
I still think the cringiest noise issue around here though is the neighborhood’s designated shittiest DJ lugging around a huge ass bluetooth amp and blasting his shitty rap music right across the street from my bedroom window.
I swear to god if that thing ever gets in range of my phone I’m connecting and blasting ABBA’s Arrival at full fucking volume.
I imagine the last time Melania willingly let him touch her was to conceive the requisite heir. Theirs is the quintessential marriage of convenience.
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