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My personal favourite is the Salty Sea they make. And Piratos, too. Not sure if a regional thing though, salmiakki isn’t all that popular in most of the world I guess. Their liqourice is okay, too, like in Color-rado.

I’m personally not a fan of their gummies though, or any ”fruity” sweets in general, so can’t attest to how they compare to those I mentioned.

There’s simply too much centralized power there. You need something more of a union of independent states with very limited “federal” power, much like the EU. Sure, there will never be a clean consensus on anything, but at least there’s no chance a single grifter can seize so much power to wield that they can basically just do whatever to whoever within the federation and beyond.

Kind of fitting the punk attitude and rock-ish in sound is a Finnish band called Ursus Factory. I love them, seen them live a few times, such energy. And it’s just two blokes, nothing more. It’s so surprising they make it work live too, since in studio releases they tend to have some backing tracks, but it just somehow works.

Bio in eng: https://ursusfactory.net/ENG-Bio

Not sure if it’s as good if you can’t pick up the lyrics, but here’s a few of my favorites:

• Sadetakin pintaan: https://invidious.nerdvpn.de/watch?v=Jrvlp6oSsvE
• Mitä luolassa on: https://invidious.nerdvpn.de/watch?v=3vAxM_1XHW8
• Oletko siellä: https://lordag.ffm.to/oletkosiella
• Tuun tuun tuun: https://invidious.nerdvpn.de/watch?v=E0B0mzOxcc4
• Mitä mies mitä äijä: https://invidious.nerdvpn.de/watch?v=EcbO3SBrxbY

Seriously suggest checking out!

Edit: For tidal users, I made this playlist to quickly check those five out: https://tidal.com/playlist/545e800a-1f64-4a2d-a536-1de2267ec40f

As long as capital is the foremost concern, sensibility, sustainability and common good will never be. Can never be.

Everything needs to change before that becomes an option. A revolution has to happen, on a large enough scale to change that.

I think there’s a real angle there for something, in regards to the various vaults and what they are for. But I can’t see how that would convert to anything practically doable. But imagine squid game, basically, with each season being a different vault and a different experiment. Of course it can’t work as a reality show for obvious reasons, but I really do think it could be a hit show as a seasonal anthology series.

The tests and the vaults are a big part of the fallout lore after all, and part of it’s charm. I think there’s a lot there, even something that could work as a reality show were we not civilized and peaceful and instead allowed something like real life squid game concepts in reality shows.

Next up: “America really needs Africa for security reasons”

Yeah I wouldn’t work under questionable and actively disingenuous leadership, especially if they’re also ethically clashing with mine, so I get their reaction extremely well.

I couldn’t do it, so I can’t expect others to, but it’s a sad and bitter fact that it just leaves more room for the rot to fester.

But I personally think that the more the rot spreads, the more immediate the threat will seem to most, the more obvious the need for change, then perhaps that’ll encourage more action elsewhere. At best, the rot spreads too fast for its own good and ultimately kills the host. Once the ship goes down, the people can get together to rebuild. With more safeguards and more robust systems.

If only the forge parts were part of the spec like I believe in fossil for example. They are pretty much standardized already. All of the forges have issues, prs, releases. If there exists a git extension for this already, we really ought to spread that via word of mouth because at least I’m not aware of one. If not, I hope someone more familiar with the git spec could work one out and write helpful contribution guides to go with it. I, same as a lot of others I would believe, would be very much interested in helping build one.

Well and eloquently put.

I’ve gone through it all so many times in my head, I do think I’d be prepared, but I am not ready, never have been, as illustrated by my consistently disappointing attempts at suicide, more so when I was younger, but not so many years ago, too.

There’s, fortunately, enough for me here not to be ready, instincts fight back, the mind finds a way to end in a satisfying enough compromise for whatever acute drives me there at the time. But since I’ve gone far enough on many of those occasions, I’ve done a lot of both mental and emotional work to be prepared, I’m happy with how my life is and has been, I wouldn’t feel like I miss anything, or I didn’t get to do all I wanted. I have. The important bits, that is. All the rest are just nice little things to do while I’m stuck here.

I was never suicidal in the bitter or angry sense. I’ve always just been simply too tired to bear everything life brings. It’s just too much and not worth it in my mind. But apparently my subconscious thinks otherwise. Which is fine. It’s a beautiful world, for the most part people are amazing and full of light, the nature just fills your soul with joy and a sense of wonder, animals are just so impossibly adorable to observe from afar, some from close enough that their excitement and love just rubs into me, too.

It’s all good, but not worth all the rest of it. It’s just way too tiring. Makes you empty and drained on a daily basis. There’s so much love and beauty, but not enough time, not enough resources, not enough anything to really reach them in a consistent enough basis, so you fight and you fight, you bear through everything to get there more often, and it’s simply not enough. It’s not worth it. I’d rather cease to exist and be blissfully oblivious to all of it. And be happy I got the time I did with it all. It was beautiful, in part, and it was so endearing, in part, but I’d rather leave it at that, smile and fade away to nothingness, away from all the toil and effort it takes to barely reach anything.

So in a conscious sense I’m all prepared, I’ve even gone and talked my friends and family through all this, so they’d be prepared too, so there wouldn’t be any threads left hanging. It’s all wrapped up nicely in a beautiful, happy little bundle, that should let me join eternity in peace, with a smile. I’d even like to think I’m ready, but in practice, I’ve had to come to accept my subconscious self simply doesn’t agree. Every time it feels like it does, finally, and I go through all the song and dance, and at the last minute, it halts my hand and makes me back off. Sometimes so bitterly close to release.

So I can’t really say I’m ready, even though I feel ready. Have felt for a very long time. Decades.

But I’m happy enough to remain here. It’s still a beautiful world. People, animals, nature are still so full or wonder and love. It feels barely worth it, I’d even say not worth it really, but the subconscious self has its own evaluation which doesn’t line up so nicely with mine. But I guess I should be happy about it, since while each and every day brings further drain, more burden, heavier a weight on my shoulders, it also adds up slowly to the pile of beauty and love and light and all. Not in a bearable ratio, in my mind, but who am I to question my subconscious. It’s still beauty, love and light. I’ll take it, if I have to, and I’ll cling to it all for sense of self and purpose.

Once I get to go, I’ll be all the more relieved, the more the burdens grow and the eyes tire. And the pile of beauty and love will have grown a bit bigger.

I am so very sorry you have to live like this.

In general, reading a lot of these comments in this thread is just heartbreaking.

I really think this is a cultural thing in part. I live in a progressive social democracy in Europe, and I really don’t think many see it like most people here do. I asked a couple of the more traditionally masculine/male friends and they tell me the share everything too, that they need it in a relationship especially, since they do hold stuff in from others apparently. But the very closest ones, friends and spouses that is, they need to lighten the load. And I recognize that too. Shit’s too heavy to carry alone.

I am an enby who presents primarily masculinely but I have a lot of feminine traits and habits too.

Which is to say I am a bearded, muscular reserve sergeant who wears a lot of flannels and wooly clothes, but I have a beautiful, glimmering head of hair that goes to my lower back which I love to braid and the routine to keep it and my face in good shape is very long every day, and in my routines am generally considered very feminine. I do makeup, I cook and bake, I sing all the time, dance freely while doing household stuff, and most crucially, I am very good at listening to others talk about feelings and such, but am also myself very much a sharer in terms of my feelings and just general thoughts too, however fragile or even embarrassing, or just cute, whatever.

I also have adhd which kind of makes me just be myself whether I wanted it or not, I mostly do and think only after. Same goes for things I say or talk about. Couldn’t hold things in if I wanted to…

Which, in turn, is all to say that I’ve always just shared my feelings and intimate thoughts and all without restrictions, mostly because that just happens, but I also like it about me and it keeps me kind of grounded and well conscious of myself, but importantly, it encourages others to share too, and I feel very much more connected to everyone around me, since we tend to talk about everything, even the difficult things.

But I was born a biological male, I present visually mostly masculinely, am very traditionally masculine looking dude, got upbringing as though I was a man, so I think my pov might be relevant still, even though I learnt, as a young adult, who I really am, what I feel, what I see, what I indentify as and how.

I did talk quite freely back when I was young teenager too, when I was still confused and tried to fit the male bill, so I think it’s something more fundamental than what I consciously understand myself to be.

Either way, it’s always been super helpful and really helped me connect deeply with people. Help them, and also get help in turn. It’s a precious thing. To share. To dare to share.

I hope it gets easier for you too.