I’m 65 and the country is essentially fucked for the remainder of my lifetime. The judiciary, federal appointments, cabinet secretaries, SCOTUS… We’re screwed

30 or 40 years ago he would’ve been laughed out of politics the moment he came down his gold escalator.

Still better to end up with the lesser of the two weevils

I’m in my mid 60s and know a few people that never even heard the term “browser extension” before. How they tolerate using the web with no ad blocking is beyond me.

The only options I want are Girl Scout thin mints or peanut butter cookies

Even with an ad blocker, it gets more unusable every year that goes by

Because of the electoral college, my vote doesn’t mean much of anything in a presidential election because I live in a very blue state, not a swing state. I still vote, though.

I do that because I used to work in grocery stores and can noticed even small, incremental price changes on many items. Most consumers don’t do that and hardly notice 3 cents more on this and 2 ounces short on that. We are already accustomed to toilet paper and laundry detergent mega-size and “concentrated” bullshit.

The only reason I remember that I’m 64 is that I will be 65 on my next birthday. That’s kind of a milestone for a number of reasons and it’s easy to remember. The same was true when I was about to turn 50. Other than that, anything after 30 is kind of blurry

I don’t stream much but being disabled, I can’t get to the store so I do order stuff from Amazon. What I’ve seen in the last few years is an influx of Chinese sellers with tons and tons of garbage and all of the reviews are completely worthless, of course.

I always knew Arthur C Clarke was an agent of Satan, especially after the disappointment that was 3001: The Final Odyssey.

I’m Bernie Sanders left and wish I had a gas stove and could buy more steak.

I’ve been using an 8 GB MP3 player I got 6 years ago for 30 bucks and a full charge still lasts for hours and hours.

I can just hear some people going, “WHAT? Are you crazy?”. I was a little tike in the early 60s and the only monitor my mom had was me screaming or the “THUNK” of me falling and hitting the floor.

There was no catalyst specifically but I deleted my shortcuts and uninstalled the app a couple of weeks ago because there just isn’t anything for me on Twitter, X or whatever. Have not gone back since.

The last time I saw a Wizard of id comic strip was in the early 70s.

None of the stores where I live now do that. If the produce has a numbered sku sticker on it, you could just punch in the 4 numbers but if there’s no sticker anywhere on your apples or something, you have to look them up and make sure you hit the right one because there are a lot of different types of apples and pears and whatnot. A cashier generally knows the product number by memory or can find it superfast.

I do not like them at all, especially when I have a lot of produce to weigh.

You broadened the term so much you turned it into a huge amorphous blanket that covers generations of invectives. I’ll stick with Merriam-Webster, thanks https://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/woke

As with most property management companies, they’ll just tell you, “Hey if you don’t like it, move”. I think they may have put a small blurb in the apartment complex newsletter a month prior but nobody reads those. Also, I had just upgraded to a phone that had mobile data, otherwise, I could not have used the machines because they no longer had coin slots and the app must connect to the Internet to use it. I also had a large bowl of quarters left over that I ended up using at the car wash… Which will soon be cashless also.