The current international aviation framework is bloated, and rigged in favour of the legacy countries.
Wouldn't it be an amazing, libertarian idea to eliminate all of those costs and complexities? And here's how.
We simply set up a DAO to create a private aviation framework. Crowd-source some jet planes and a few runways, and bypass the whole bloated, government-manipulated legacy system with a new, agile, Dapp (Dangerously Abstract Plane Proposal).
- Self-signed wallets with 12-word seed phrases allow fast bypass of outdated government border mechanisms.
- Self-governing maintenance procedures, with disasters recorded openly on the block-chain.
- Dynamic "gas" assignments evaluated mid-flight to determine if you can reach your destination or not.
But wait, here's the master-stroke.
- NFTs... Non-Flight Tickets!
Instead of actually physically transporting you to your destination, an NFT declares you to have arrived at your destination by way of a unique URL which points to a latitude and longitude stored on a central server. Travel virtually, for only twice the carbon cost of the equivalent real-world flight!
Whitelist for VIP access now open. Fully Doxxed scapegoats.
All my friends are some level of seriously broken. Anxiety, dysmorphia, depression, ptsd, autism, social anxiety, serious health problems, and generally screwed up, barely able or not able to cope much less thrive, and barely functioning as adults. Some are transgender, others various ace and other lgbtq+. Some make poor choices, stay in bad situations, try to always game the system and become shocked Pikachus when it backfires, take easy ways out that end up causing massive avoidable problems.
Sometimes I get dragged down with them when I try to help. Sometimes my help comes with actual liability risks for me.
I feel guilty for doing better than they are, and awkward when someone crows about getting a new job or something that puts them at 25% my income. Others are in professional careers more on par w me but have other deeply problematic problems I wouldn't wish on anyone.
I know everyone has their own struggles and no one is entirely without baggage, but hot damn I get sick of the wasteland of human wreckage and misfortune around me. I want friends who can afford to not always eat crappy food, or have to take the cheap option every time, or just fucking handle their shit without it being the end of the fucking world if it's marginally more expensive or physically demanding than expected. I want to be able to not have to cover food or tickets or admission fees if I want to hang out and do something fun. I want to be able to set boundaries and have them respected without feeling guilty. It's hard when it is literally trivial to cover something that is prohibitive for them. Sure, privileged whining, but no one likes being taken advantage of.
It could be much worse. No one is dying of cancer, or abusing hard drugs, etc, or getting into violent crime or anything, but it's still depressing.
Ugh.
My girlfriend has recently inserted an IUD, and it's been hard to tell her why I'm not comfortable with dropping the condom. But to be honest, I'm just not sure about trusting it completely
I have a couple of stories in the family of girlfriends lying about contraceptives in order to hurry with marriage, and it's something I'm irrationally paranoid about. Is there a way for me to be certain about her IUD before sex or is it an issue I just have to deal with? I absolutely understand how this may sound deranged, but it really does worry something in me.
I've read about checking the strings, but tbh it sounds pretty invasive and am not sure she'd be comfortable with it.
Please forgive any faux pas I make here- First ever post. Attempt 2. Don't really care if you crucify any spelling or grammar though.
Been a pseudo-lurker via Youtube for a while. I watched an rslash video today that really got me thinking about my mom, obviously related to AITA uh... subreddit? Anyway, this is a doozy, so please buckle up, as at this point it spans years.
My mom and I got into it about two years ago, back when the lung plague (COVID) was getting underway and the vaccine rollout was horribly botched by a certain wannabe dictator. (sorry if that's too political for some folks, I spent nearly a decade in the US Navy, and I call a spade a spade) We were arguing about voting, so I guess this is somewhat relevant. I straight up told her I wasn't going to vote for trump.
I was met with "We will have to agree to disagree." I was adamant that no, my vote was mine and I would sooner vote for a chimpanzee than that loud mouthed trumpet. Which she twisted into me insulting HER because apparently that's some insult referring to trump supporters? This was after a full day of her giving me a tour around her house and her poo-pooing everything about the lung plague. Things like when she showed me the masks her and my stepdad wore when they go out (but refused to wear around me or my Type 1 diabetic, partially immunocompromised, wife) and said "See, were good people when we need to be!" To which I said approvingly "Good!" and got a stark harsh "NO." as if I was a child with my hand in the cookie jar. I'm freaking 30 btw.
Anyway, this continued to escalate with me telling her repeatedly, I ain't voting for him, and her telling me we will have to agree to disagree. I thought maybe she misunderstood, so I changed tracks stating "My vote is mine, and I will put it where I want it. And I ain't voting for him." To the same response. Eventually I was peeved off enough that when she said something along the lines of "If you're just going to be insulting, leave!" I did.
So, with an immunocompromised wife and pretty strong political views (for me- I hadn't participated in an election in over a decade) we kept going at it online. She was drinking every type of conspiracy cool-aid out there. From Bill Gates microchipping people, the vaccine being a hoax, to QAnon, and more. I was feeling very disrespected being told that I was going to vote for someone I absolutely was not, and hurt that she didn't care about my wife's health, and frankly pretty concerned abo
... keep reading on reddit ➡Terrible. There was just tons of it though. It got so bad I stopped going to my mailbox. Then the mailman got mad at me. Today I look the guy up to ask him to do a change of address and he had.
It never occurred to me that he might have put one in given the amount of crap that was coming in here.
