they need to start making clothes out of material that can clean glasses well again
I mean fuck, I like gills, I like slugs, I like gettin' chummy, I like flippers, I like the muck, I like squid inking and tsunamis and sea creatures, I like doin' sea creature shit, swordfish , probably would
absolutely terrified of jellyfish but would risk getting stung to touch one of these
Glaucus atlanticus, or the Blue Sea Dragon! They are a venomous species that feeds on jellyfish, using their toxins for it's own protetion.
a world without trans people has never existed and never will
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look this is getting nowhere how about we just agree to disa- *remembers I should exploit any possible situation to my advantage* if you don't take me to the Monterey bay aquarium I'm going to start screaming
bodies should have crash logs. why the fuck did that just happen.
stop eating gruel with the fools and come eat a leek with a freak
green's my colour.
A Masterpiece in Self-Sabotage: Humanity’s Magisterial Climate Destruction
Here’s a fun fact to ponder: humanity, that apex of evolutionary ingenuity, is systematically torching the only known life-supporting biosphere in the universe. Yes, we’re currently starring in the cosmic theater’s most tragicomic act—"How to Obliterate Your One and Only Home.“ Bravo, us.
The science is irrefutable, though denialists insist on wielding their willful ignorance like a badge of honor. Anthropogenic climate change—the catastrophically accelerating alteration of Earth’s climate system through the reckless emission of greenhouse gases—is not merely "happening.” It is spiraling, dragging ecosystems, weather patterns, and future generations into an entropic abyss of our own design. The empirical data? Overwhelming. Carbon dioxide concentrations have surged beyond 420 parts per million, a level unseen for millions of years. Glaciers? Disappearing. Sea levels? Rising with the precision of an apocalypse-in-waiting. Biodiversity? Eroding faster than the attention span of anyone scrolling through climate headlines.
And yet, we persist. Why? Because humans are evidently hardwired for lexical gymnastics over substantive action. We deflect, obfuscate, and euphemize—turning “global warming” into “climate variability,” and “extinction crisis” into “biodiversity offsetting.” The linguistic sleight of hand is as impressive as it is insidious. By the time we’ve wrapped our tongues around phrases like “technological mitigation strategies,” we’ve already rationalized the continued plundering of the planet.
Make no mistake: this is no mere environmental issue. It is an existential catastrophe masquerading as an inconvenience. Earth’s delicate atmospheric equilibrium, fine-tuned over eons, is not a system we can replicate in a corporate boardroom or terraform on Mars. Our celestial neighbors are barren wastelands, after all, but surely the same species that believes in infinite economic growth on a finite planet can find a workaround for that, too.
The bitter irony? We possess the technological acumen and intellectual capital to halt this devastation. But alas, our collective willpower is as fragile as the polar ice caps. The dazzling hubris of humanity blinds us to the grotesque reality: we are the arsonists of a burning house, furiously debating semantics while the flames lick at the foundations.
So here we are, racing headlong toward a dystopian tableau where climate-induced chaos renders our arguments moot. If nothing else, our penchant for linguistic precision will remain a poignant epitaph: Here lies humanity, undone not by ignorance, but by its own verbosity.