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Cake day: June 17th, 2023

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  • From the driver’s seat of a semi, Colorado feels like bits and pieces of its neighboring states smooshed together. You got Utahrado, New Mexirado, Wyomirado, and, yes, Nebraskarado, which is probably where the Midwestern Coloradans live. The only part where I really feel like I’m in a distinct state is the high mountain forests that shoot down the middle of the state.

    Denver is probably where it is because it’s right at the intersection of quite a few of these biomes. I wouldn’t be surprised to learn it’s been a major trading center for about as long as humans have roamed the continent.


  • “Midwest” was once called “West”. Like, Ohio was “The West”, with “The West” meaning anything west the coastal plain.

    Then people went even further west, but they still wanted to call the west of the past “West” so they called it “Middle West”.

    You kind of see the same thing in Asia. To Europe, Jerusalem was in “The East”. Heck, even Constantinople was in “The East?” Then people saw just how much East there was. So… Middle East?


  • I think we’re “supposed” to destroy ourselves for the sake of advancement for a few reasons:

    1. To preserve the myth of Western egalitarianism. Supposedly, we have a classless society. Anyone can make it if they just put in the effort. Mind you, this isn’t true: plenty try and fail, and even those who succeed sacrifice their life to advance from one class to another. But we’re supposed to believe that the only reason we don’t have certain things is because we don’t want it bad enough, and/or lack the discipline to succeed. The goal: get people to always look inward for the source of their suffering, and fail to recognize the very real economic parasitism that prospers at our expense.

    2. A manifestation of that old but persistent notion that to be righteous is to suffer. If you are happy, if you aren’t suffering, you must be doing something wrong. Good food tastes bad. Good exercise hurts. Good work is miserable. To be good in spirit is to mortify the flesh. Put on your hair shirt, run five miles, drop and give me twenty, and then complete a twelve hour shift. Sleep is for the weak.

    What offends people who take this advice more than anything is someone who hasn’t lived this way, and yet is happy when they are not.