The arrogance and conceit to think nothing is good or wise unless accompanied by the transubstantiation of water to wine or some other such bullshit.

How much does it say about your beliefs that the only thing shackling you to them seems to be its supposed tie to divinity, or fear of some eternal torment?

There are lice that have their own lice and fleas that have their own fleas.

They care in as much as they seem to believe that they alone will hold the keys and their own privacy would never be impinged. They're also very, very stupid.

type 2 here. When I'm on mushrooms, I'm relaxed. Everything I do is more focused, more deliberate, and with greater ease. I'm more creative, I'm more sociable, and generally at my best with regard to everything I do. The world around me seems more vibrant, less depressing, and you would not ever think for a second that I'm "on" something, other than noting how at ease I am compared to normal, if you know me.

The only problem is it's not the kind of drug you can just take all the time. I relegate myself to once every couple months, in order to get the most from the experience. I've been growing my own for the last 13 years or so and have never had a single bad experience with them. But I also have a rule against sharing psychoactive / hallucinogenics with other people because you never know how they're going to react. It's definitely not something I'd recommend to some one who isn't somewhat grounded as a person. If you're given to notions of the supernatural, without understanding (to the best you can, currently) the science behind what's going on with your brain when you take them, I think you're going to have a bad time.

"Iran shall never be free until the last Ayatollah is strangled with the entrails of the last cleric" - Diderot (more or less)

All he has to do is explain that steamed hams is an upstate new york expression, and the DOJ will move on.

Hey russia not sure you ought to be giving up good steel like that, not right now. Not sure how many of you that can make more are left.

can we reroute gut/brain axis stuff? cause this IBS nonsense is murder.

> In my experience, nine times out of 10, people pick and choose the way they want to make history seem to better their cause.

The way you say that with no sense of irony could make a dark man blush.

tosses you a history book

you need a gold tongue to talk like an egyptian. ‾'-9-_

Damned pythagoreans trying to push their anti-bean agenda on our astronauts.

This is the result of people in the government trying to wreck government programs in order to show they don't work. The tories there, like the republicans here, are the party of "Government never works. Now hold my beer while I make sure government never works"

I was in Wales a few years back and my appendix decided it was time to explode. It took 6 hours to get an ambulance (and no cabs around due to it being halloween) and then an additional 6 hours waiting in the ambulance outside the hospital because there were no beds, and then an additional 20-24 hours being shuffled around from bed to bed and ward to ward before I ever saw a doctor, who told me "your appendix needs to come out now" but didn't have anyone available to do it for another 24 hours. The nurses were overworked, underpaid, and had very noticeably reached the "I don't give a shit" mark. Everything was filthy, the sheets smelled, and there were (filled) cardboard bedpans and these weird cardboard sock-shaped piss cups all over the post-op ward, sitting in the sun by the window or lining the walls of the bathroom.

At one point, after the surgery, I noticed I was bleeding pretty bad, and my IV bag (with my pain meds) was leaking onto the floor. I tried using the call button to get a nurse, but no one came. I yelled, I screamed, I tried to get up but could not. Even when I screamed when I heard a nurse walking across the ward, no one came. I finally got my cell phone out, found the number for the hospital front desk and told the person there what was going on and what ward I was in (some welsh word I could barely pronounce) and that finally got a nurse there. The dude sitting in the bed in front of me had been sitting in a puddle of his own piss for hours.

This whole 'starve the beast' shit the Tories love is really working as intended.

edit: Here's a couple pics from the ordeal https://imgur.com/a/0TSbCkJ