Ooh, yes. When I was in high school and college, I wouldn’t date anyone who drove recklessly. A combination of survivorship and selection bias made that no longer an issue when I got a little older, thankfully.

That’s actually also fine, because that’s very easy to feel out when talking to someone, IME. I was more trying to filter out the type of person who doesn’t know anything about BDSM but would enthusiastically agree to take control without doing any work to understand how to do things safely. I’m tired of being endangered because someone didn’t want to listen to me explaining that you need to avoid the kidneys in impact play or that you can’t put the entire body weight on an unsupported suspended strappado. I’m not good at sorting that type of person out in my dating life, unfortunately, but I can spot them immediately when they dm/talk about dming.

I had a bunch of baggage that made screening for kink both necessary and difficult for me while dating. Shortly before I met my husband, I thought about what makes someone a good dm or a good dom for me, and the Venn diagram was basically a circle. Then I thought about all the dms I know and what I know about their sexual tastes, and I started using dm as a green flag to investigate further.

Of course, my husband just put a quick, dry note in his profile, double checked near the end of the first date that I knew what it meant and was interested, and then we didn’t address it again until we had been on several dates and were more invested.

That’s better than my janky avoidant system, but my system works better than anything I’ve tried other than direct communication. But if you aren’t in a place where you can communicate directly with potential partners, you probably shouldn’t be trying to start anything(1). If you’re going to anyway, look for a partner who’s the right level of assertive for you, but it will come up as something problematic if you’re trying to enter a longer term relationship.

(1) In my case, it’s just that I had difficulty speaking plainly about my wants and needs before having sex with someone. I never had too much of an issue afterwards, but I also catch feelings after having sex with someone, so I need to get it out of the way first, because closed ltrs with incompatible partners suck.

Nah, I include my brain, but I also include my contiguous body and various practices.

If a hair falls out, I’ve changed, but not meaningfully. If a doctor does a biopsy and takes some of my brain tissue, I’ve also changed, hopefully also not meaningfully. If I become a person through injury, illness, or aging who never dances or if I forget how to speak my native language, I’ve also changed.

I’m impressed by the annoying kid in my middle school successfully tricking people into thinking he’s academically qualified thoughtful and intelligent (he probably is academically qualified, but that’s not the point)

Holy shit:

I find it hard to understand someone who does not comprehend that pain is natural, necessary, and good. When we inflict pain on others, our faculties of sympathy provoke a conflict within us, and such conflict is also good, because it makes us think and question what we’re doing, whether it’s necessary, and whether there’s also an element of the beautiful in it. Evolving to eat animals and also to feel sympathy, our biology saddles us with a choice. Either we form an intimate relationship with that which we eat, understand it as a privilege to accompany the other creature in its last moments, and look forward to the day when we will also be killed and eaten; or we avoid this difficult process by forming an ideology so we know that what we are doing, a priori, is right, and therefore not a cause for conflict, sympathy, or doubt.

Anyone who doesn’t want to both die by being eaten alive and earn that kind of death by causing it over and over for other animals is dumb and morally cowardly.

I mean, some people absolutely are, but I can imagine that the response to a 15-20 person protest is worlds away from Minneapolis

Roosevelt did pretty well in 100 days

Absolutely not. They’re fucking cool names, don’t get me wrong, but that’s like dying because you ate a product called “definitely poison.” I’d rather every person hearing about my death didn’t think to themselves “well what do you expect, spelunking around murder hole?”

By Tommy Tutone

Just read garashir porn, like people of culture.

I never took it in school, and I don’t have much contact with it now either. I’m picking up some Arabic now though.

I took Spanish from age 12-22 and German from 18-23 and 29-31.

I speak both those languages, though my Spanish is rusty, because I moved to Germany and don’t have much contact with Spanish speakers.

That’s awful. I’m sadder and sadder every day that this sadistic chucklefuck is tarnishing his father’s name.

They should be at the top though, right? Or is it an inverted triangle now?

That’s how he gets popular enough among the Christians to get elected president after trump. More so if he takes over after trump dies before 2028

If that’s as bad as it gets, let your freak flag fly.

They can hunt them, just not very successfully

My brain autocompleted “two cloves” as ”two cloves of garlic” and I was very confused about this tea.

I emigrated from the US five years ago. The last year I lived there, I paid $13k for healthcare (including my deductible and premiums) as a healthy single adult in my 20s with one monthly prescription.