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tinyE: Oh it, it was extra toilet paper all right.....CHEAP ONE PLY TOILET PAPER! This was the kind you dread entering public toilets for fear of having to use.
Okay, I'll bite. What's wrong with one-ply paper? Can't people fold a strip of paper anymore?
I mean, I know the joke self-perpetrates as a comically exaggerated first world problem, but it must have started somehow! It must have resonated with people on some level!

And don't even get me started on toilet seat positioning. Adjusting the seat as necessary and leaving it like that, the easiest, most obvious, and laziest strategy, is also the best: it results in the lowest possible number of necessary adjustments. If anything, women should feel reassured finding the seat up, because it means the seat is less likely to have been peed upon (by men or other women). Argh.

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tinyE:
Google shows no hits, so he must've written it up. If anything, he trolled himself.
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Starmaker: snip

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Starmaker:
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Starmaker: Google shows no hits, so he must've written it up. If anything, he trolled himself.
Nowadays being sincere is uber-trolling.
So if a person don't have a car he automatically is good and socially oriented, right?
Point taken: no cars for our government ;))
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tinyE: Ummmm, my life isn't stressful and miserable. I live in a gigantic log cabin, hang out in here all day, never work. ;P

WAIT WAIT WAIT, that's not exactly true.

The other night I was taking a giant shit, the kind you save up all week to unload, and just as the last chunk was about to clear the hanger, my ass clinched up and snapped the shit in two. Now normally this wouldn't be a problem; I'd just give a little push, and the remains would be disposed of. This time however, it broke it off so high up that it didn't leave the 2nd piece big enough to allow me any leverage, so this damn thing was more or less wedged in there.

Well needless to say I was quite miserable at that point, though not stressful, until that is I looked over and noticed the toilet paper roll was nearing it's end. For a clean shit it would have been enough, but for this kind of break up shit, you need like five rolls to get your ass clean, and I knew I was in trouble.

I assessed my situation, the misery increasing, the stress mounting.

Then I saw it! More toilet paper! I was saved! I was in the clear! Soon I would be cleaned up and ready to get on with my day and free to pursue a life of religious fulfillment! I was so happy! So excited! So........wait, what? NO!

NO NO NO NO NO NO

Oh it, it was extra toilet paper all right.....CHEAP ONE PLY TOILET PAPER! This was the kind you dread entering public toilets for fear of having to use.

Well I manned up, used what I had at my disposal, and got the job done. Needless to say I blistered and chaffed the hell out of my ass and walked funny for a week, obviously adding the misery and temporarily leaving me with a horrific the stress that I might never walk normal again.

You're right MatteoB! You're right! I take back every nasty thing I've ever said about you and I salute you! BRAVO!
Wank,wank and wank.
You know someone should report this post as it is very offensive.
Post edited December 11, 2015 by Tauto
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MattheoB: So why do we ask for all this superficial entertainment? B/c we feel lonely and bored within our little box. Yea sure, we got a couple of friends. We might know the person next door, but the people on the next block are almost complete strangers. We are strangers and we act like strangers and this is our curse.

You know there was a time not long ago, when young, educated people became sick of the establishment. They wanted to quit the ways of possession, of war, money and egoism. They fled from the big city into the wilderness and founded communities, where they lived and worked together like a human family.

I know that America is known for being the capitalist badass. But isn't it ironic that at a time when the political elite tried so hard to fight the communists in other countries, this peace movement emerged on their very own territory and made love and community their passion. Everytime I think of it, I'm puzzled. But what puzzles me even more is that today nobody seems to give a damn about it anymore.

Where did the Hippies go wrong? Wasn't that essentially a good idea, a great vision for a better world, a real alternative to the materialistic world, that seems like a prison facility, with all its walls, fences and restrictions?

Lets just for once imagine how different it could be. The whole financial system going down and nobody cares b/c we don't need it anymore. B/c we are organized in communities that share and gift each other. No more money, no more trading, instead a society of free contribution. Utopia? I don't think so.

When I go out on the street in my district, first thing I see is cars. About 50% of all the living space in our cities is occupied by the auto industry. There is cars everywhere, cars dominate. And there is many people who seem to like it. But really? For me the car is pretty much a symbol of an anti-social society, it's an egoistic fetish that drains the quality of life.

Where do the children play? Beween the cars, between the skyscrapers? You probably think that the skyline of New York is pretty amazing. I hate it, I'd like to demolish it. Our cities are materialistic bunkers. They are monuments of ignorance, a mockery of life and love. But all the fools sit in their cars, one lane after another. And they think they are hip b/c ad industry tells them.

You know why our life is stressful and miserable? B/c we make it miserable with our ignorance, we are playing dumb and avoid to seek a better life, a fullfilling existence. Instead we sit in our cars, ignore each other and play stupid games. What kind of humans are we? Isn't it true to compare ourselves to the walking dead? Yea, you wonder who the zombies are. It is us, we are the no-lifers, the merely vegetating ones. Just look at this whole generation of zombies.
You ought to speak with Erik Von Markovic. Everyone, to a degree, leads a vicarious existence where they acquire a sense of fulfillment from tv shows, video games and other forms of escape since reality tends to belie their expectations.

Then there is fear. Human beings, more often than not, are governed by fear. We fear losing a source of income, fear losing acceptance if we don't conform and play by the rules.

That there is the nature of the matrix.
Post edited December 11, 2015 by Lionel212008
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tinyE: Oh it, it was extra toilet paper all right.....CHEAP ONE PLY TOILET PAPER! This was the kind you dread entering public toilets for fear of having to use.
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Starmaker: Okay, I'll bite. What's wrong with one-ply paper? Can't people fold a strip of paper anymore?
I mean, I know the joke self-perpetrates as a comically exaggerated first world problem, but it must have started somehow! It must have resonated with people on some level!
No amount of folding alleviates the scratchiness of one-ply TP.

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Cadaver747: So if a person don't have a car he automatically is good and socially oriented, right?
Point taken: no cars for our government ;))
With six cars, I must be the devil.
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MattheoB: snip
Ok, I guess you are living in Vienna or at least in the area and are about 15-25. I may be wrong of course and it doesn't really matter.
In areas with a mostly working public transit system that doesn't look like the one in Japanese cities during rush hour, having and driving a car is a sign of decadence and egoism indeed and having all those cars blocking the whole city, polluting the air and killing bicyclist like me who always follow the rules is bad and unnecessary. People don't want to see this because a car is a symbol of independence and maturity and they wouldn't want to give it up just for being a better person and treating their environment in a better way. People are selfish and vain, that's one of the facts of life you have to accept.

Regarding the hippies:
I got to know several kinds of hippies thanks to my job and there are so many variations, that you can't define any group as "the hippies". Some people use this term as a concept of the enemy, others as the concept of a perfect community.
There are for example the old American hippies which just wanted to show, that socialism CAN work on a small scale and with rather liberal than authoritarian attitudes (= the opposite of Russia). Those have usually formed self sustaining microvillages in the middle of nowhere and are usually happy until the next police raid that's officially done because or (mostly nonexistent!) marijuana and inofficially to intimidate people that are living an alternative way and are annoying the neighboring narrow minded cities by it. A good example for this is the one near Arlington:
http://www.nbcdfw.com/news/local/Arlington-Farm-Owners-Demand-Apology-From-Police-After-Drug-Raid-Comes-Up-Empty-219520531.html

Then there are the swingers that took over a large part of the original movement by using the overal tolerance for their own goals and perverting it. The origin of "free love" wasn't promiscuity, initially it was just about the right of students to live with their partners. In the fifties and sixties you got thrown off campus if you lived with your partner pre-marriage. Most of those were monogamic and just didn't like the concept of marriage or the pressure society has put on it.

Then at a music festival where I was working I've got to know an extremely well aged lady that everybody would consider to be a true hippie at first glance (dot on the forehead, clothing, way of talking, hairdo, etc...). She was living in the mountains with her husband and her 8 (!) children a really happy and secluded life with few regular expenses, spoke several languages fluently and traveled around for her work now and then (a diner wagon with high quality food). She was 68, looked like 35-40 and was a wise although a little weird woman.

Now to your attitude "tear down the walls of civilisation". Actually, this is a way of thinking you most likely adopted from the ones you don't like and just twisted it a bit. Maybe some people are happy with their egotistic lifestyle with their god Mammon, all their shallowness and polluting, etc... who knows? If you're not, than live another way as soon as you think you are prepared for it and have enough knowledge and the money to move away from the masses. Start your family there, to me it sounds like you have a similar problem like me, for several (mostly financial) reasons, I'm stuck in my hometown which I absolutely despise because it's too crowded, unfriendly, expensive and sociopathic. I just hope I can stay friendly until I'm out of here and so should you.

The reason why I play games has changed over time and so has the kind of games I play.
When I was a teenager, I loved Quake 3 Arena and Counterstrike. Whenever I got to use a PC, I vented my anger and got myself distracted from at the time unsolvable problems you can't even imagine. Today I play games like I read books. It's a mix of enjoying the art, trying to peek into the minds of the artists, getting rest after work, occupying my hands without having to move my tired body and also giving myself the sense of having achieved something even in my free time. Still way better than watching TV if you ask me.

In conclusion: Live like you would like to see others, be a good example and try to maintain a smile while doing it, this way you might even give someone a nudge in the right direction. If you're environment doesn't fit to you, try to get elsewhere.

As you can see in this and other threads, your frustration is just alienating others instead of giving anyone an impulse to think about their habits, in order to improve humanity you need more than frustration and certainly not hatred, you need better ideas than others are having, long term dedication and a smile.
Everything else is just immature ranting, which is always part of the general problem with humans.
Post edited December 11, 2015 by Klumpen0815
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tinyE: Ummmm, my life isn't stressful and miserable. I live in a gigantic log cabin, hang out in here all day, never work. ;P

WAIT WAIT WAIT, that's not exactly true.

The other night I was taking a giant shit, the kind you save up all week to unload, and just as the last chunk was about to clear the hanger, my ass clinched up and snapped the shit in two. Now normally this wouldn't be a problem; I'd just give a little push, and the remains would be disposed of. This time however, it broke it off so high up that it didn't leave the 2nd piece big enough to allow me any leverage, so this damn thing was more or less wedged in there.

Well needless to say I was quite miserable at that point, though not stressful, until that is I looked over and noticed the toilet paper roll was nearing it's end. For a clean shit it would have been enough, but for this kind of break up shit, you need like five rolls to get your ass clean, and I knew I was in trouble.

I assessed my situation, the misery increasing, the stress mounting.

Then I saw it! More toilet paper! I was saved! I was in the clear! Soon I would be cleaned up and ready to get on with my day and free to pursue a life of religious fulfillment! I was so happy! So excited! So........wait, what? NO!

NO NO NO NO NO NO

Oh it, it was extra toilet paper all right.....CHEAP ONE PLY TOILET PAPER! This was the kind you dread entering public toilets for fear of having to use.

Well I manned up, used what I had at my disposal, and got the job done. Needless to say I blistered and chaffed the hell out of my ass and walked funny for a week, obviously adding the misery and temporarily leaving me with a horrific the stress that I might never walk normal again.

You're right MatteoB! You're right! I take back every nasty thing I've ever said about you and I salute you! BRAVO!
Aha an old anecdote, stolen I think and refurbished.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K_Zz5un_BDE

still, a point well made.
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tinyE: Ummmm, my life isn't stressful and miserable. I live in a gigantic log cabin, hang out in here all day, never work. ;P

WAIT WAIT WAIT, that's not exactly true.

The other night I was taking a giant shit, the kind you save up all week to unload, and just as the last chunk was about to clear the hanger, my ass clinched up and snapped the shit in two. Now normally this wouldn't be a problem; I'd just give a little push, and the remains would be disposed of. This time however, it broke it off so high up that it didn't leave the 2nd piece big enough to allow me any leverage, so this damn thing was more or less wedged in there.

Well needless to say I was quite miserable at that point, though not stressful, until that is I looked over and noticed the toilet paper roll was nearing it's end. For a clean shit it would have been enough, but for this kind of break up shit, you need like five rolls to get your ass clean, and I knew I was in trouble.

I assessed my situation, the misery increasing, the stress mounting.

Then I saw it! More toilet paper! I was saved! I was in the clear! Soon I would be cleaned up and ready to get on with my day and free to pursue a life of religious fulfillment! I was so happy! So excited! So........wait, what? NO!

NO NO NO NO NO NO

Oh it, it was extra toilet paper all right.....CHEAP ONE PLY TOILET PAPER! This was the kind you dread entering public toilets for fear of having to use.

Well I manned up, used what I had at my disposal, and got the job done. Needless to say I blistered and chaffed the hell out of my ass and walked funny for a week, obviously adding the misery and temporarily leaving me with a horrific the stress that I might never walk normal again.

You're right MatteoB! You're right! I take back every nasty thing I've ever said about you and I salute you! BRAVO!
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lazydog: Aha an old anecdote, stolen I think and refurbished.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K_Zz5un_BDE

still, a point well made.
Don't you hate it when sit on the bowl and your unit hits the water.