Wednesday, February 7, 2018
1952
Behold the modern man: a man so unmoored from reality that he has lost all sense of perspective; so weak-minded that he is thrown into spasms of terror by the sight of two competing blandishments; so sheltered that he is able to indulge his solipsism and cowardice without apparent consequence. Not by the sweat of his brow does he eat his food. He lives the life of a rentier, utterly free from obligation. Is he fit for anything but the guillotine?
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2652 Self-deprecation can't last forever; at some point you have to actually be good at your job
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1870 EMOJIS 👏 ARE 👏 FOR 👏 TWEENS 👏 I'm completely at a loss here. It looks like this is just a needlessly long-winded way to...
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1867 There should really be a second panel to this, where the silent people say "Oh! That makes me feel a lot better about not gettin...
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