This morning, Facebook presented me with this:
This is what fear tastes like when you can’t empathize with other humans.
Writings by Kirk McElhearn
This morning, Facebook presented me with this:
This is what fear tastes like when you can’t empathize with other humans.
I agree. With you, I mean!
I agree. With you, I mean!
This has all the smell of Marie-Antoinette.
This has all the smell of Marie-Antoinette.
Your comment is spot on.
Your comment is spot on.
Facebook is a service for older folks, now. And being older, myself, I will ride it as far as it goes. It contains as much (and certainly more, when you include pictures) about the past 10 years of my life as/than my many thousands of words of daily journal. I’m sure that it is run by rich, possibly evil, bastards, but, then, when was that ever a bar to any watch we keep?
Facebook is a service for older folks, now. And being older, myself, I will ride it as far as it goes. It contains as much (and certainly more, when you include pictures) about the past 10 years of my life as/than my many thousands of words of daily journal. I’m sure that it is run by rich, possibly evil, bastards, but, then, when was that ever a bar to any watch we keep?