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how fucking fascist everything got overnight.
Hitler was a bad human being. Strictly as a politician, though, he was probably the greatest who ever lived.

He invented modern politics: make a permanent enemy which isn't tangible, push agenda in state-controlled nedia, glorify the military like some sort of Mycaenan Greek city-state. There's politicians today in most countries who use his ideas and are actually proud of it.

Now if you want a comically-bad military tactician, Adolf's your guy.
 
Seeing years post-2000 when entering my date of birth online, knowing folks in the obituaries who didn't die old, the drastic differences in censorship, knowing the floppy disc as a symbol is a mystery to many, and more frequent Charlie-horses when lounging in lawn chairs.
 
Still wanting to use my phone for it’s intended purpose. I don’t like having full blown conversations entirely through text. I really only send texts for small info a phone call isn’t needed for (be there in a few) (want anything while I’m at the store?) if you want to talk to me, call me. People these days seem deathly afraid of having a real time conversation with another person. One girl I work with says she gets anxiety talking to the person at a fast food drive through for Christ’s sake

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The Simpsons.

When the show began, the only member of the family I was older than was Maggie. Now? I am eseentially Homer and Marge's age, maybe a bit older and the show is still on the air!

Also, Marge's voice actor was roughly the same age I am now when the show began. She is now getting close to 80 and sounds it more and more.
 
When there's a part of your body that constantly hurts but you don't talk to your doctor about it because you know it's due to being old and you won't get drugs, just PT and an offer of a cortisone shot.

(Stupid elbow.)
I get sharp random pains for seemingly no real reason in different body parts. It’s not constant or anything but it’s often enough that it’s noticeable. Then there’s my back which has been injured at least twice to the point where sometimes the act of sitting down hurts and my doctor just brushes me off about it, and the chest pains. It’s just anxiety he says. Motherfucker I’m always anxious of course it’s anxiety!
 
More old timer shit... why doesn't someone make a car you can still work on? Fucking bastards, now I have a sensor alert on my dash board telling me a tire sensor isn't working.

People asking this question are doing it to themselves. Literally just buy an old (1955 to 1985 is my personal sweetspot), rust-free car in any mechanical shape and bring it back to life for a hundred bucks and a case of beer with friends. I've had very new BMWs that didn't last as long as the $300 Ford Galaxie I pulled out of a corn field, filled with gas, and put a starter solenoid, battery, and fresh carburetor on. It's been my daily driver for 7 years. Suck, squeeze, bang, blow. That's all you have to care about.

"Buy a non-running car? But then I have to work on it!"

Here's your sign.
 
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The Simpsons.
This. Remembering when Matt Groening jumped the shark and it was when he went from Life in Hell to the Simpsons. Were you even alive then, you newfag at just literally life itself? Not necessarily you personally but probably just by Bayesian inference.
 
This. Remembering when Matt Groening jumped the shark and it was when he went from Life in Hell to the Simpsons. Were you even alive then, you newfag at just literally life itself?
I only remember the Simpsons because of playing the game at the skating rink’s arcade, that and I got laid for the first time the same night the first movie came out. Those were very different times.
 
Remember when you actually could work on cars and 90% of their failures weren't some idiotic shit caused by electronic parts you can't do dick about?
Let me tell you about changing the battery out on some Jeep Grand Cherokees. They put the battery compartment under the passenger seat on one model. This forces you to either take out and reinstall the seat yourself or take it to the dealer so they can mark up your battery and servicing fee monstrously.

Don’t even get me started on some companies and headlight bulbs. I could rant all day about the disassembly nightmares I’ve seen just to access a fucking bulb.
 
Remembering when Matt Groening jumped the shark and it was when he went from Life in Hell to the Simpsons.
It began as a Gen X manifesto, and became part of the establishment. Murdoch owes his TV network to Matt.

Love or hate it: You cannot beat Reaganomics. It takes any attack and converts it into fuel.
 
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