Do we get to use the 'ole stick trick, mistah?

The housing I remember in Japan was the coffin box. A little space long enough for you to lie down in, with a small cubby for items. I think it was about 30 sq. ft. and maybe 90 cu. ft.

Ideally you would set the oil companies against the car companies. Electric cars are a bandaid on a bleeding stump. We need mass transportation and efficient cities rather than suburbs. Busses, trains, and efficient last mile solvers like bikes are the goal.

Bah! I know what they really meant with those wordless songs! I’ve listened to enough Für Elise!

What is it complementary to? I’m not seeing the angle in the post.

I’ve been in enough jails to say with some certainty: it depends. Like unmagical posted, some places you will absolutely get a phone call at some point. In others, it’s pretty much an ‘executive privilege.’

The truth lies in the squishy, wet world of humanity, not the written word of the law. In one jail I know of, they’d give you three chances to make a free phone call (the other party has to accept, because they can’t let an abuser call the abusee without some warning of who it is), and if they weren’t busy, you would be able to keep trying for a couple of hours. Another place, you might get the phone call, but it could be 18+ hours after you were brought in and you had already seen the judge, been given a personal recognizance bond, and would be delaying your exit from said jail if you made the call. Jailers sometimes like to put the thumb screws to you in any way they can.

Most of the time, inmates will have access to a phone 24/7. Even in solitary, a phone was available. It looked like a pay phone strapped to a dolly that got wheeled right up to the door of the cell and the phone would stick through the little food slot you could look out of. Those phones require money on their account, and it works in a similar manner to the old collect calls. Those phone calls can be as expensive as a dollar a minute. A law was passed in the US around the end of Obama’s term or the beginning of Trump’s that was supposed to set a limit on how much those calls could cost, but I don’t remember what came of it.

Maybe it’s just me, but I don’t want the cops breaking into my house to investigate the smell of my dinner. Curry is delicious, and you know how pigs are about food. We’ve already (mostly) gotten rid of scent being a reason to search with the ingresses we’ve made for weed. Let’s avoid odor being a definitive reason to search people’s property again.

Well, my thoughts on this are pretty ‘basic.’ I buy games that I enjoy. I think that <5% of my games purchased in the last two years are games that have been released within a year of when I buy them.

There are more than enough games that are amazing from the past 30 years to keep me occupied for the next 10, and not a single one of them stresses my 12 year old computer. Plus, while I can understand the complaints about Steam being the massive titan that it is, I am quite happy with them and their Linux gaming enabling work. I really do just install games and play them.

I had a doctor straight-faced tell an entire class of college students about it, and how it was a good thing. This was within the last 15 years. I would bet it is still far more common we’d want to imagine.

That was my first thought. My second was that somehow people became interested in the unique behavior of slime molds.

No, no, it’s queerbating. She’s obviously going to open up to hawk girl on the view about what she flicks the bean towards, and then market the ‘slime’ to all the insane people…

and the video promoting it prominently displays her wrists with snapbacks on them.

I think I hate myself for this mental image.