I scrolled way to far for this. Lichess bs above had me questioning my sanity. If the Badger just lost that Rook, its only getting worse for them, otherwise…

That special definition of “My country” where he means land he hasn’t even visitted in decades, if ever, but thinks he owns, and magically its all the people living there who have no rights to it.

My first comcent ended on the note that if you got your way, we would likely never interact again, and that that was fine by me. You didn’t have to treat this thread like your last chance to save my soul or sell me the latest from Amway global, but here we are.

I’m not here to apologize that some rosy cheeks and a linen-wrapped body that’s had its organs ripped-out doesn’t do it for either of us. Maybe move on with your day rather than literally chasing things to annoy and then claim you were the one being annoyed-by.

Attempted, sure, but it very much requires specific audiences to land. Did you think the word “delivers” was in there to look pretty?

Inspiring conversation and thought is far from “nothing else”. I thought I had implied this one delivers fuck-all in the way of “sexualization” unless one is desperate or aversive, but I guess I’ll make that statement explicit; It’s not sexy unless that’s what one is desperate to see or avoid.

I chuckled at this one for many reasons, not least of which because she would be dry, brittle, smelly, taste awful, voice probably horrifying, as well as delusional, dumb, or just inconsiderate to boot.

Whatever the case, not even a conversation first? On all but my worst days, I had more game than that, and could draw a mummy that doesn’t look like a water-filled baloon too, but sure, all that’s possibly going on with this one is innuendo.

I checked myself on the dude.

I thought the joke was that she forgot what Mummies do and made up something on the spot that just happens to suit her and her victim, this time.

EDIT: we don’t get the victim’s reaction. Not every dude’s a monster-fucker wannabe.

This is some of the most over-dressed, under-cleavaged-nippled-camel-toed-or-ass-hanging-out gooner-bait I’ve seen in a minute, but maybe the fact I can say that means you’re onto something.

It mostly amounts to you and I would be in seperate circles, but you do you.

I live in the midwestern US. There you go assuming things again. Although, considering how much sanity and common-sense have anything to do with the decision-making of the powers-that-be in this brave, beautiful land, you’ve got me wondering if were neighbors, or you could be, idk, my mayor?

That said, the traffic light situation in my town seems insane at times, but if I visit the nearest larger cities in any cardinal direction, the streets and traffic alone make me glad to come back home, so I guess you can keep knocking it out of the park and throwing facts of negligible-relavence to me in this thread, Mr. Mayor of Aussie-land.

I have, against all odds and intentions, surrounded myself with work martyrs and people who are altruistic to the point of self-degredation, yes. The company of saints brings its own forms of exhaustion.

Honestly, this exact scenario playing out with AI lovers of both anatomies and getting bad-enough that people decide learning to understand and put up with eachother’s non-sense is the better option … is the best chance our species has in this and future generations.

Otoh, we all know its mostly men, and this represents maybe a bottleneck we need to weed-out the ones that will never get the lesson. Here’s hoping there’s enough genetics in it at-play to actually eliminate a substantnal amount of the right(very specific levels/attributes of NP, gullibility and psychopathy) things, and not pointlessly cost our species a bunch of genetic diversity that could otherwise hang-around.

If that second paragraph seems harsh/eugenic, understand its the only potential possitive I see along this path, and almost certainly accidental if it works-out that way in the end at all. I believe anyone trying to make such happen on-purpose is insane and a bad person, promise.

More likely, our grand-kids will all be fucking robots until they die, and “their” kids won’t be so-much theirs as clones/test-tube-babies the robots raise, should they for some absurd reason deign to keep flesh-bags around at all.

Again, making assumptions about what every light will be like. Different places installed different things at different times. Sensors fail. Programming gets updated and introduces errors. My city has a dozen or-so painted cross-walks at intersections that work as I’ve described previously, and without any buttons for pedestrians to push to make the light change; Those lights will NEVER change for a pedestrian at night. The “exceptions” laws stay on the books for many different reasons, reasons that will likely never go-away.

Literally no-one here is arguing against “bike holding areas”(?), but if you want to argue there should never be exceptions, exceptions made to accomodate bikes and pedestrians of all things, you’re gonna have a bad time.

Your last three words, in hyphens, is exactly my point. It should matter no more to those advocating they should be able to drive or ride as slowly as they want, than it does to those who pass them.

I have no problem sharing the road with farm-equipment, bikes, horses, carriages, what-have-you, and respecting signs/markings that indicate no passing, or even prohibit just the passing of specific categories.

Fact is, those signs already exist and aren’t in the places people in this thread are acting like such rules should be in-effect, so at what point is x passing you no longer offensive? Emergency vehicles? Busses? Car-pooling vehicles? Should you as a bike-rider be free to stop and inspect random cars to see if they hold enough passengers in that moment to be qualified to pass you?

You’re right, it doesn’t matter, there will always be slower and faster vehicles, and passing, no matter how much/many idiots label themselves “Vorhees” and ignore studies that show their claims versus passing vehicles amount to horse-shit, even when the scenario is setup to promote the idea.

Share the road means share the road, from both ends. As a bike-rider, I found nothing more frustrating than when a death-machine, shortly holding-up a row of death-machines, chose to pace me from behind and in-line with myself. Their following distance was almost never enough to have saved my life if I popped a tire or otherwise fell in a moment when they weren’t paying perfect attention, and let’s be real; Drivers don’t use every-excuse to drive slowly when their vision, reflexes, and even attention-to-detail are top-notch.

The slow drivers are literally the last ones an even slower, more vulnerable, means of transport should want to share the road with, and pacing an even slower vehicle isn’t “solidarity”; It’s menace.

Take care of yourself. Nothing I wrote was all that deep, difficult to process, vague, or couched in obtuse language, but if you need it simplified and personalized:

Maybe if you take better care of yourself, you will understand simple points made simply.

How are you supposed to help others if you can’t even be bothered to learn to understand them? Are you just coasting by on the whims of society, randomly “fixing” the issues of people with more expertise and a better understanding of their wants and needs than you? And if not, without working on your understanding skills or having the time to look in the mirror, how would you know?

Touched-up any Frescos out of the goodness of your heart lately? Were your efforts appreciated?

Class solidarity?

Counterpoint: How do you help a MISSERABLE self-less martyr? People that keep giving after they have nothing left to give and end-up dragging everyone around them down with their misery and good intentions?

There are too many people like-so in this world for the problem to be any shortage of perspectives promoting selflessness. When you grind an obvious point into infertile dirt, the original obviousness of it does nothing to prevent it becoming such dirt.

Oh, the reason you throw otherwise-useless salt where it will be trampled underfoot is because its only remaining use is to stop plants growing where they aren’t wanted - you can still poison fields and wells with enough of it, so it belongs on dirt roads and maybe trails.

I would rather be called an AI than deal with the confusion that results when I don’t link certain words and phrases as thoroughly as I can. The language’s propensity for and inconistency with hyphenated words isn’t my fault either.

The older I get, the more I think I should just switch to Chinese or some other such language and never look back.

Edit: I took the opportunity to remove as many hyphens as I felt comfortable with removing. I really can’t complain that you called me out for what amounts to lazy composition and editting on my part.

You realize light-timings are calibrated and coordinated based-on intended traffic speeds, right? Just because the speeders get stopped at the next light doesn’t mean a too-slow driver doesn’t get stopped by that same light after the speeder’s got their green and gone-on.

Apparently you’ve never been on one of the roads I mentioned long-enough to notice they tend to have 4-lanes and lights spaced over a mile-apart, but even on a regular road with room to pass, demanding no-one do-so while you putter-along at just-over-half the speed limit is asinine. Drivers can pass farm-equipment that takes up a lane-and-a-half, stopped emergency-vehicles/cops, mail-trucks, busses, street sweepers and dumptrucks, but not you?

So where’s the part about what your asking in any way resembles sharing the road again? The article doesn’t even mention bikes, golf carts, or glorified mobility-scooters, btw.

Oh, and it literally says the opposite of what OP claims, even between motor vehicles moving with normal traffic, not obstructing it:

That means, on average, the lead of one car over the other remains the same after the light as before.

The results suggest the idea the slower car will inevitably catch up at the lights is something of an illusion.

What’s the point in registering an “eBike” that can’t keep-up with traffic? They’re either lying that it can, or simply refusing to do so.

Oh noes! People are incapable of adapting their aesthetics to changing bodies, how cruel! Someone tell my wife of 18 years before she finally listens when I say she doesn’t need to lose weight for my sake!

Seriously, are you so far up your own ass that you don’t think old couples fuck? Or just convinced those that do couldn’t possibly have loved eachother as much when they were younger?

Where did I say shit about “don’t settle for anything but top-shelf?” If women are the ones better at staying attracted to their partners, then what’s up with all the lesbian dead-bedrooms?

If anything, my advice about not settling was aimed at women, and to men not to settle for being settled-for. Not my fault if you waste your time fretting over all of the lonely or soon-to-be-deservedly-lonely people who don’t even enjoy their own company.

Or do you prefer everyone treat companionship as a means to an end?