Nate Cox

I wish we could stop using terms like “blasts”, “slams”, etc in the news.

I feel like it’s hard to take even very serious things seriously when it sounds like middle school me drafted it.

We’re literally pushing back on treating people with “dignity and respect”.

What a fucking joke this administration already is.

What a surprise: AdamEatsAss likes enemas. 🫡

Dessert falls under “rule of fork”.

In that if you try to take any I will stab you with one.

lol. We could probably solve cancer for good if the cure were instances of you deflecting your lack of a cogent argument by claiming that the other person “isn’t here for a discussion”.

Thanks for doubling down on my above points to help clarify them. I appreciate you.

Between Red Asphalt and an AP forensic criminology unit on vehicular collision I was successfully motivated to stay alive and in one piece while driving. Honestly probably kept me from being incredibly stupid on my motorcycle more than once as well.

One of us needs to do some growing up for sure; I suspect it’s the one saying that we can’t warn people about cancer because it’s the same as Chinese propaganda; that one-two punch of racism and non sequitur.

Keep being awesome man.

I suspect part of how annoying those labels feel is us being a little unsettled by just how many things around us might be killing us.

…is not informing or education, but nagging.

See, there’s that “it’s not education” thing again.

Fun fact: repetition is the key to internalizing information. This is like grade-school level stuff here. I bet when the teacher told you that you had to practice the alphabet more than once you threw a fit about them nagging you when you just wanted “education”.

You’re making an (asinine) assertion here that people aren’t changing their minds about smoking based on the warning labels, when even the barest little bit of effort on your part would turn up a wealth of studies demonstrating that the cigarette warnings have been very successful at getting people to quit.

Like, any effort at all. Just a little bit.

As an aside:

I love you…

Thanks, I guess, but let’s try to stay on topic.

I need to say that I adore how you have relentlessly asserted that it only counts as education if you’re told once and then never again, because putting a label on the bottle can’t possibly be a form of education.

It’s pretty cool how some people in the comments are just outright telling us they have no ground to stand on, though.

I don’t know how it works where you live but where I live you literally have to pass a test indicating that you know how to operate a car and how insanely dangerous operating one is before you can be licensed to drive.

“You just need to educate and inform!!!”

“Ok, we’ll educate and inform people using a proven method we’ve already successfully implemented with cigarettes”

“No not like that!!”

I may not have a monopoly on pain, but you’re certainly trying hard to have one on being intentionally obtuse.

Thanks, I appreciate you.

Yes, I have. It was much more pleasant.

Watch someone live in agony for months, then come back and be a smart ass.

Edit: also, why the fuck would anything you said above matter? Nobody is telling you that you can’t drink, they just want to make sure you know and accept the risks.

I’m not Canadian, but I think that anyone who has watched a loved one suffer and wither and die in agony from cancer would argue that you deserve to know when you’re putting yourself at risk of that.

None of those warning labels seem excessive or pointless anymore after watching the last months of my father’s life.

Do these designers not have children? Wiping pee off the seat is like an every time thing; seems silly not to just use a bit of toilet paper.

Even I have to clean up when I miss; which happens max, max, 95% of the time.

The Rust Book helped me realize that I wasn’t likely to just learn Rust by doing as I had done with many other languages. I fucking love Rust but it is a bit of an oddball and the book is a great way to start.