Uh, that pop-up is "unpleasant feelings". Pain, discomfort, bad taste/smell, etc. If you went outside and started eating dirt, your brain would pop-up with "Hey, this tastes yucky, you should stop"
The really dangerous thing is when something feels rewarding in the short term, but wrecks your life in the long term.
Cover it in olive oil and salt. bake at 400 for 20 minutes, and trick your brain into thinking its amazing
So the sense of speed is the fun part?
I kinda tricked myself into liking running by making a game of how long I could put up with the discomfort and feeling out of breath. Now I no longer feel out of breath, and it sometimes feels actually... good?? I don't know if I just became inured to the sensation, or if I'm just fitter.
Love it
Biking can be like a two calorie burn or do it fast (or up hills) and suddenly it’s somethin’ serious. But still pleasant, possibly beautiful…
Daamn why weren't you my roomate in college - I got the Dominos-pizza-every-night kind of roomates
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Our sauteed with onions really good too. People who don't like greens probably only know them boiled in water which washes the taste away.
For any non-yanks reading: 400 degrees Fahrenheit is about 200 degrees Celsius, and this method is roasting, not baking.
Are you kidding? I can always want to eat more broccoli than is advisable. I have to like hold myself back.
For real though, you can "acquire" these tastes.
Damn. Something I think we all know deep down but never put into words. This is a statement everyone should be reminded of daily.
Man me as a 14 year old on original Xbox straight up feeling like I destroyed the world
It really is a great way to tell the player they want to reload. Unfortunately they decided that always being able to win was "better".
It was funny in oblivion, them just going ragdoll over and over again. Even when you blast them off over the horizon
My 16 year old: "I can't wait until I can do whatever I want!"
Me: "I thought the same thing. Turns out it's not as fun as it sounds."
I respectfully disagree. I realize that everyone's experiences are different but I greatly prefer being an adult to being a child.
There is a term for this, but I can't remember what it is.
It's a phenomenon where a person goes through their formative years in a given structure, where you are raised by your parents, go to school, and are given set goals for every year - do X and you'll get to Y. This goes all the way up to your early twenties if you go to university, possibly longer if you join a structured company with similar guardrails, or much longer when you join the armed forces and live in a regimented way.
Once people leave these guardrails, some really struggle with the freedom they are granted. No one has a goal to point you towards, no one cares if you fail, and ultimately your life has a degree of freedom you haven't experienced ever.
One thing we're terrible at as a society is either guiding people with no clear path, or supporting those that don't want a clear path and want to find one of their own. Some people really struggle with this, and the freedom of being able to do shit like overindulge on drugs/alcohol/food with no support or community support can ruin lives.
A lot of things are worth doing for the sake of challenging yourself, but then battling your own mind about if something is a wasted effort or not is the real war.
As a general rule, anything you have to repeatedly do you should master.
A few years ago I worked as a telecoms engineer. The role itself was pretty free-roaming and a large part of your working day was unsupervised and allowed you to make your own decisions and your day to day achievements were pretty much all down to you and/or the guys you were working with.
Anyway, the company had a spell where they hired a lot of ex armed forces personnel into various engineering roles, many of whom had done long stints in the military. Pretty much every veteran I worked with was smart, hard working, organised and a joy to work with. With one caveat, most of them needed an 'order' to do a particular thing, or pushing into thinking for themselves. They had spent their entire working life in a structured, order based environment, that left them unprepared when they were given the freedom to think for themselves.
I can totally get how homelessness and addiction problems can beset people when the structure they have spent their whole lives within, is suddenly not there any longer.
That's so interesting. Objectively, it's neither good nor bad. The indifferentness of the universe to our coping with freedom is wild and interesting, a rollercoaster on its own
I think this is the cause of a lot of veteran houselessness and suicide unfortunately.
There are no guardrails in life
Except for, of course, any actual guardrails you encounter.
Nah. Unless you have a severe condition like psychopathy or some other neuro divergent state, your brain is pretty consistent with giving you warnings. These take the form of "bad feelings" and second guessing. Most of us just choose to ignore them and then begin the mental gymnastics, altering the chemical pathways to justify and continue the behavior.
Does not necessarily apply to financial decisions because this is an artificial system with no basis in reality, brain is not wired to assess properly. Also why it's easy to con people so easily. No natural defenses.
I don’t know, some of us (not me) have pretty good instincts when it comes to resources. We are aware that money = resources. The system by which we get resources may be artificial, but it seems to me a pretty natural thing for an intelligent species to put together. Not everyone can do the same thing, we’re not like ants where we have defined roles (at least not obviously). Money kind of seems like a natural development in a post specialization world. One thing that can be used to trade for all things. You might not be interested in a shirt for your crop, but you’ll sure as shit take a note that can get you anything you want.
I don’t know, I’m just some uneducated idiot from nowhere. That said, I don’t imagine that money is the final development for our species, at least I hope not.
People would be easily conned if it wasn’t money. I can imagine a world where some jackass walks up to someone and says, “ahhhh! You look like a man who likes to eat! I see you defending that berry bush there, and I don’t blame you. It’s a swell bush. What if I were to tell you that I met a man who can turn just one quarter of that bush into a year round supply of fresh berries. Look at me, look how fat I am. I didn’t get this way eating from one bush for one season. No siree. I got this way because this man shared his secret with me. You let me leave with a basket of berries, exactly a quarter of your bush, and I’ll return with enough blessed seeds to feed you for a lifetime! Your bushes will grow in the dead of winter! You won’t have to stand here defending it anymore. It would take an entire population to rob you of all your fruit.”
We do have natural defenses when it comes to our resources, and that actually explains greed a bit. I’ve known people who are so generous with money they don’t have yet, because it isn’t a resource that needs protecting yet. “As soon as I sell this place I’ll have 2.5 million and I’m going to look out for you.” Gets 2.5 million, never hear from him again. Now that he has the resources, his instincts kick in for him to protect those resources.
Edit: Coming back for a little more because it hit me, I do have instincts about resources. I want to make sure the entire tribe survives, so I spread my resources around as I get them and work for free haha. Damn my instincts. Can’t have shit.
Brain is wired to assess property. Walk into a mother bear’s den and she will tell you all about it.
The pop up is called natural selection. Any of your distant ancestors who clicked “Yes” to eating dirt did not survive.
Sadly, we have been so good at protecting people from stupid, we need the popups again.
Ah, the two party system, dirt eaters vs shit eaters. But more parties does not equal no dirt and shit, sometimes it just becomes dirt, shit, manure, fecal matter and plain old sand.
If you have ever taken an OTC anti acid you've likely eaten dirt. You can actually buy white dirt in the American south still. It tastes just like tums.
Ah, but have you considerd trauma? You might regret your choice for the rest of your life.
"Broccoli is one of the worst things you can eat! It even tries to warn you with its horrible taste!"
"...I like broccoli."
I think this Clippy needs to make liberal use of the word "dumbass".
Looks like you're trying to eat dirt. Do you want help, dumbass?
Clippy: are you sure you want to waste your money on a stupid AI pin that should just be an app?
This guy's on point. You really have to throw yourself at the ground and miss. If you need a good counterexample, think of what happens when you drop a brick.
I mean that's what the wright brothers did, they went outside and just tried to fly until they could
This is the perspective of a generation that has had total guardrails their entire lives. They can't comprehend how fucking wrecked you can get from your own actions.