Der Vergleich von Frieza mit der AfD ist überaus treffend, finde ich. Aggressiv, von sich selbst berauscht, rücksichtslos, empathielos. Und auf der anderen Seite Frieza.
glorkon
I'm an old fuck and I started to code in the late 80s. Fast forward 30 years, I once had to work at a WeWork. One day, directly outside of my small office space, I swear to god, a fucking hipster kid with a Macbook under his arm practiced skateboard moves. That was the exact moment I started hating working in IT. It's also what I think every Javascript coder looks and acts like.
I believe there's a much broader spectrum as straight, gay, bi. I was never sure where I belong on this scala.
Like, I thought I was straight during my entire teens. Sometime in the early 2000s, I discovered the joys of online porn, and then found that the guys in porn sometimes seemed more interesting to me than they should. But having sex with a guy? No way. I thought.
So I spent my life, a below average looking guy, starved for sex for a long time, except the occasional awkward and underwhelming experience with humans of the female persuasion. Smoking a lot of weed to fill the internal void. One day, met a fellow weed smoker online. Lived nearby, gamer. Knew where to get good weed. After a couple of weeks we met. He told me he was gay. I was like, alright, sure. We played NHL Hockey and smoked a lot of weed. He asked me if he could suck my dick. Stoned as fuck, I said yes. Best blowjob I've ever had. But then, I ghosted him. Why? No idea. Couldn't face the fact that I might be bi? Not sure to this day.
In my late 30s, I got married. And turns out once we were married, my wife turned asexual. So now I'm stuck in a straight life with no joy and no sex, getting closer to 50 every day. Even had to quit smoking weed. Boy, do I regret ghosting that guy.
So to this day, I'm pretty sure I wouldn't turn down a gay guy if an opportunity arose, even though I lean more towards women. I'm just a guy leading a sad existence in the closet and this comment turned out to be a much gloomier confession than I intended it to be when I started typing. Sorry.
If there's one Islay malt that I'd not be as reluctant to put in a cocktail, it's that Laphroaig, but somehow the thought still feels wrong.
Fun fact: As a kid, I crossed the inner-German border in Berlin frequently before the Wall came down. At the Friedrichstraße subway station, they used to use a floor cleaner with a very dictinct phenolic smell to it. So whenever I have an Islay whisky, I cannot help but remember these days before 1989.
If these people have their way, the USA will become a religious autocracy that respects human rights on a level comparable to that in Iran.