One time when I had a sinus infection they gave me a bottle of essentially just dxm but the syringe they gave me to measure the dose didn’t fit in the bottle so I just took a swig whenever and let me tell you that was genuinely the happiest week of my life. I’ve never felt so at peace. Granted there was a lot else going on like I was essentially being paid hundreds of dollars to just feed someone’s dog and take them outside on a really nice plot of land but the drugs made it a lot better I swear.
I went through a stomach surgery, and when I left the hospital they have me a receipt for some pain medication. I got a packet of 500(!!) morphine based pills. I took one, and decided I’d rather live with the pain. I like alchohol and the rush it gives me, but morphine in my body is fucking shit. Worst feeling I’ve felt in my life. I was suicidal, non-responsive (according to my GF) - but no pain even if I cannot remember a damn thing. Fuck that shit
I also got antibiotics as well as a steroid to use depending on if it was viral or bacterial (it was bacterial and I knew that from the start so I didn’t bother with the steroid)
Started reading Atlas a couple of months ago and put it aside after a third or so. I am used to reading “conventionally boring” stuff but this was such a slog. Super sterile, the characters are stereotypical, the message Rand wants to bring across seems awfully clear very early on. It may be the historical context that makes it more interesting, I didn’t see it, though. Just couldn’t do it.
Reading your comments on this thread is a relief, maybe there is nothing wrong with me after all.
Just wait till you get to the last third, where the ideas that weren’t subtly telegraphed in the first two thirds will be even less subtly shouted in a hundred page long speach.
I’m the guy from above who said I liked the “quantity over quality” she had because it let me get lost. Even I skipped “the speech” lmfao. It just repeats the shitty, not subtle, ideas that have been repeated 100x by that point, and even within itself it repeats the same damn thing over and over and over.
I can see it being a nifty writing technique to basically have an academic paper micro-version of the whole work diogenically within your philosophy tilted book, but the problem is if that was the intent, it’s a paper that no one would publish because it sucks.
I was lucky enough to read it young before I knew it was “a thing”.
I loved the stream punky Sci fi stuff (yes I loved bioschock when it came out).
I enjoyed the rugged individualism stuff, but like, in the same way I enjoy James Bond committing extra judicial killings, Indiana Jones, cheesy ghost movies , or Hell in a Cell.
I was really confused when I found out it’s got a cult. I just enjoyed my nifty train story.
The writing is dry, voluminous but not really good. I personally enjoyed getting lost in that much volume, but that’s not going to be everyone. The philosophy stuff isn’t bad or wrong within it’s own universe, it’s just not really applicable to real life. Basing a world view on it is like reading/watching the silo series and thinking that’s how you should live in present day, rules about going outside and all. The conclusion isn’t totally wrong, but the premise its valid under is so narrow it’s useless, and that’s how it got it’s cult.
Yeah I don’t know, I remember something about extra super steel in the beginning, where it was kind of like “assertive entrepreneur makes eggheads do the impossible”. That is just not how anything in engineering works at all. Was kind of a turn-off for me also.
But I am glad that this stuff made it into a cool train story for you. I like your sentiment.
Haha thanks. There were parts I enjoyed and I don’t get a chance to talk about them much without people thinking I’m crazy, or worse, in the cult.
Re: The super engineer. I also was lucky there that I read it before my technical education, now it would probably bug me. Still, the escapism of being the superman “I CAN do it all!” can be fun, but it is just that: escapist fantasy. Problems arise when people forget that.
Read it when young as well, though I was luckily enough to read a quick bio of her. Escaped Communism, worked in Hollywood.
Felt that this was more a rant about trying to be passionate when stuck in a system, be it the horrible Communist system, or an uncaring bureaucratic one.
Right, like that’s definitely a read of it. That’s kind of what I was getting it in that the philosophy makes sense in the world she created, it just doesn’t have all that much in common with the real world.
That take makes sense, but it’s definitely not what the author intended. She very much wanted it to be applied to modern times. Whether or not you can separate the authors intent from the book itself involves some “death of the author” type conversations that, despite knowing some $5 lit terms, I’m not super versed in. Even then, I think the energy is better spent on more interesting examples, like how “Uncle Tom’s Cabin” kind of changed significance over time.
I’m close with a family that lived through the collapse of the USSR. Based on what I’ve heard alone, Rand’s reaction is really understandable in my opinion. It doesn’t make it correct, but I do get the reaction.
No no…at least get to the rapey bit…then you can solidify your hatred of that wretched wind bag in granite…its just before the speech that takes like 100 pages.
It’s lasagna demons, your only option is to shove some demon repellant up your ass before bed each night. Either way you lose… or win depending on your perspective.
Back when I was in junior high in the early 1980s, I found a copy of Atlas Shrugged on my father's bookshelf, and started reading it. I can't remember how far I got into it, but I do remember thinking it was just awful in just about every way: story, writing, pacing, everything.
I asked Dad about it, "Oh, that. It's terrible, isn't it?" A friend had given it to him. Neither one of us finished reading it and after that it ended up at a book reseller.
On the plus side, he'd gone through his books and gave me James Clavell's Shogun to read, which was an awesome novel.
The only other book I struggled with was Pirsig's Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance. The travel-log sections were entertaining, and the relationship with his son was interesting, but the discussions on the nature of quality were completely lost on me.
I did get through Zen on the second attempt because I thought it was worth it. I saw no value in Atlas Shrugged at all.
Was your father an English teacher? That’s how I ended up reading those books around that age. Add some Hesse and the Gulag Archipelago and we may be related.
Dad had an interesting career. Started as an office clerk for a railway with only high school education. Then he got into using an IBM 650 (IIRC) for doing freight rate calculations. How he managed that transition, I have no idea. He didn't care for being cooped up all day flipping switches, dealing with punch cards and tapes.
He switched to marketing and got on there very well and retired after 37 years as a regional director.
He always has a book on the go, even now at 83. He has an eclectic pile of them that he kept, from Zane Grey to an early history of the Civil War written around 1870.
I like to fall asleep listening to audiobooks, except they have to be kinda dull otherwise I get actually invested. You may have just picked my next one!
I hate to break it to you, but the characters in Atlas Shrugged are famously one-dimensional. They’re terrible caricatures who are 100% good or bad. They never develop or learn anything new about themselves.
It’s obvious who’s good and bad from page 1, which makes the massive length even more ridiculous. It could have been a pamphlet that said “money good, helping people bad”.
The best possible book review is just a recycled quote from Billy Madison:
“what you’ve just said is one of the most insanely idiotic things I have ever heard. At no point in your rambling, incoherent response were you even close to anything that could be considered a rational thought. Everyone in this room is now dumber for having listened to it. I award you no points, and may God have mercy on your soul.”
That’s how I ingested it. I did it on work related cross country drives at 1.3x speed. It was… underwhelming and made me ask “What the hell is this?” and “She can’t seriously see the world like this, right?” many, many times.
Shogun is a good one. My favourite book for a long time, and it currently sits on my bedside table for a second read. I’m just amazed that you mentioned it.
Why is it that so much of the internet wants to stick a tongue in an asshole? You realize that only porn stars do anything more than wipe and shower. You’re literally eating shit. Which is a great way to get wierd diseases or start involuntary vomit attacks in a supposedly sexy moment.
You know what’s better than ass? You know what tastes better and is self cleaning and an actual pleasure center? Pussy.
You deserve a finer dining experience. Eat pussy instead.
But what if poo piles are literally coming out if it multiple times a day and being sprayed from it with every fart and anal pucker.
Sure, a pussy can be dirty. But if a pussy is dirty, guaranteed the ass is toxic. If a woman is going to clean either, it’s going to be the pussy. A woman with a clean pussy still needs to do some prep before you go chowing on her ass.
Plus, the pussy has a self-cleaning mechanism. So even a woman with average hygiene (takes a shower occasionally) will have a pussy that’s generally safe for consumption, notwithstanding any STDs.
The ass’ only job is to jettison waste from your body. It’s literally just a shute for poop. It doesn’t clean itself because it doesn’t need to. It’s gross because that’s its job. A lady will need to be asked to do extra work to clean that shit up for you. Which is fine in the bounds of a relationship with trust and communication…
But it seems a little unreasonable to expect that of a random encounter with Daphne or Velma.
You realize that only porn stars do anything more than wipe and shower.
TIL I’m a porn star. I guess that’s a promotion from slut?
I do agree with you about the disease thing; I use a dental dam when the mood strikes me.
I think it’s an age thing, my friends in their 20s are evangelists for ass eating, my fwb keeps asking me to let him do it, it’s kind of out of nowhere for me.
I get that people that are really into anal play do a lot of prep to make the ass safer and more appealing. I get that safe ass eating is a thing and takes some prep.
But that also means it’s a highly specific sexual act that takes a lot of prep, conversations, and assurances of consent. Ass eating isn’t something you do unless you’re in a committed relationship with a fair amount of trust.
The authors of ass eating memes aren’t taking in this context. Instead, the meme is more like “man, I’d like to eat that random person’s ass out of nowhere without any prompting”. And what I’m saying is that 9 times out of 10, that person’s ass is fucking nasty at that moment.
Now if they wanted to do it right, it would be more like, " man I’d love to date that woman for a while, fool around a bit, bring up the idea of ass eating, buy some dental dams, wait for her to douche and clean her asshole thoroughly, and then go to town on that specific hole". But that’s not what they’re doing.
This has been a highly informative discussion about eating ass, and I want to thank you for your contribution.
May I suggest that the depravity of eating a stranger’s ass is a large part of what makes it such a widespread meme? A significant portion of the internet relates heavily to being a degenerate coomer, and thus memes which emphasize this aspect tend to be well-received.
As my late grandfather always said, “Eat ass till you pass”
I have a bidet. But I also know the shit it cleans off and how disgusting my toilet is after even a few days of shit going through it and being wahsed away with water.
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