This video is just over an hour long, but well worth every second. He makes it understandable and funny enough that you don’t cry.
“Democracy is asset insurance for the Rich–don’t skimp on the payments! That’s what was going on in the 20s and that’s what’s going on today. Redistribution and debt is reinsurance for Democracy and austerity is anorexia for the economy. That was what was learned by 1940. Oh how we forget.”
Good Idea: coming up with a drug to help women with sexual dysfunction, even if it’s inevitably going to be branded as “Viagra for chicks.”
Bad Idea: doing it with a drug designed to make women horny and lower their inhibitions. Because that won’t ever end up spiking someone’s drink.
But that’s what some idiot is trying to do, according to this article. Better yet, said idiot decided to make drugs because he got dumped. “The breakup inspired a lifelong quest to comprehend female emotion through biochemistry and led to his career as a psychopharmacologist.”
There are so many things wrong with that sentence, I don’t even know where to start. But somewhere, there’s a woman torn between knowing she got out while the getting was good and thinking maybe she should have taken one for the team.
Even better is how they want to make sure that their drug to make women want sex and not care about the consequences only works so well. “Companies worried about the prospect that their study results would be too strong, that the F.D.A. would reject an application out of concern that a chemical would lead to female excesses, crazed binges of infidelity, societal splintering.”
Because it’s OK for women to want sex, but they can’t want it too much.
…don’t even talk about me on Facebook.
I know, Facebook isn’t alone in collecting and collating data on people.[1] But they’re the most obnoxious about it, and the only ones known to keep collecting data on people even after they’ve been told to piss off. Someone tagged me in a photo on Facebook once, so Facebook ‘helpfully’ emailed me about how I should log in to the account they created for me and see who else had tagged me, etc etc. My only option was to tell them to stop emailing me about it; there was no option to delete the account, or to stop them from collecting and using information about me.
Fuck Facebook.
[1] I’m actually in the process of breaking my Google Habit as much as possible: “customized” results for searches are just about useless–I actually had one customized result that hid the result I was looking for–and while Google+ does a lot of things better than Facebook, they also do some really annoying stuff like not let me turn chat off, and have taken the “minimalist interface” theory to absurd extremes.
