It’s not necessarily role play of assault, though it can be that. It can also mean that blanket consent has been given ahead of time, and so the subject is unaware of what may happen to them or when, and by the nature of it can’t give specific consent for any particular action. It can have to do with pushing/exploring boundaries, a power dynamic kink, or just enjoying the element of surprise, among others.

If you’re doing it right, consent can be withdrawn at any time via a pre-established non-verbal signal and/or safeword, and any bondage equipment will have safety releases.

e: In case it’s unclear, I just mean that the definition is more broad than that. I don’t think there’s anything wrong with role-playing assault.

You know where to put it.

Difficulty performing mental arithmetic doesn’t necessarily correlate with poor overall intelligence or inability to grasp higher math concepts. In a world where we all have calculators in our pockets, there is no reason to bar someone from studies or a career involving higher mathematics simply for being neurologically atypical, nor to shame them for whichever coping strategies allow them to perform.

I had to try to get a silverfish out of a sink not long ago and I’m pretty sure I ended up killing the poor thing anyway. They’re so hard to handle.

Maybe it depends on where you live, but I always find the same spiders living in gardens or on the side of a shed or something, so I’ve never been worried about that except in winter.

I’m sorry, spider, but it’s this or the mercy of the cats.

I wasn’t able to find a reference to the park’s inaccurate name in either book or film, but this Reddit post explains my feelings about it:

Okay, you’ve noticed that the name given to the theme park by the arrogant old man who thinks he can harness the forces of nature for fun and profit does not accurately reflect the animals bred to live in the park. Now take that next interpretive step.

Everything that goes wrong is entirely the fault of a billionaire doing billionaire things.

According to Wikipedia, this line comes from the film Jurassic Park 3.

Also:

The scientific accuracy of the dinosaurs is referenced in Crichton’s novel when Henry Wu, chief geneticist for the dinosaur theme park, notes that the animals are hypothetical reconstructions created with modified DNA.

The whole point of the story is an asshole techbro doing dumb shit, so I seriously doubt the name was a mistake on the author’s part.

There’s also a fan theory that there was never any dinosaur DNA in the first place and that these creatures were actually complete fabrications, which I believe is what just happened recently with the dire wolf?

Yeah, this is why I stick with breathing through my mouth. Truly horrifying.

What do you mean? Do the bison, caribou, sheep, etc native to North America resist domestication somehow? (Like how zebras do?) I’ve always been under the impression that they didn’t civilize by happenstance and lack of pressure to do so, since they seemed to be getting along just fine without it.

You start by dividing both sides by 2a, and then you can multiply both sides by 2a to get rid of the 2a’s from both sides. Doing this will give you a sense of accomplishment whenever you don’t know how to proceed.

You can absolutely eat banana peels, cooked or raw. They’re full of fiber, antioxidants, all your basic fruit goodness. I don’t eat them, but I understand the people who do.

According to Behind the Name Odysseus means “to hate.” According to Etymonline an odessey came to mean a journey in 1889, presumably as a reference to Homer’s story.

Having a stable job just means masking everything different about yourself so you can be a good little worker ant in the capitalist machine. I want a stable job in the sense that I do something I genuinely want to do which serves my fellows.

Don’t worry. It’s a black deck, so the graveyard is exactly where the pineapple wants to be.

This is why I don’t like determining an organism’s value based on how “sentient” it is. I prefer to admit that I treat dogs and pigs better than carrots and fish because I empathize with them more, entirely of my own bias. I don’t think I have any more or less value than a blade of grass; we’re both products of happenstance just running our programming, and we won’t be around long.

Maybe we just disagree on what color “salmon” is, but the meat is what I would call that color. They’re like flamingos in that they take on pigment from their diet. For this reason, farmed salmon will not be “salmon” color unless their diet has been supplemented with the pigment.

Homemade Budapest cake? I want one. :<

This is why I don’t agree with calling cops pigs.

Jokes are misinformation?