Not me. But someone I know.
You know who lives in middle America? Americans. This attitude isn’t going to help you win election.
I don’t wanna win any elections I just want to fuuuuuuuuuuck.
The creepiest airport I've ever been stuck in for an extended length of time was in Salt Lake City. The bookstore at the terminal was the hellishly perfect union between :up-yours-woke-moralists: and other "motivational" grifters and Supply Side Jesus accounts of how Jesus personally made some :lmayo: rich.
Also, Salt Lake City looks worse than most dystopian fiction portrayals of a post-collapse world. I saw stripped and barren hillsides by the oily drying up puddles of chemical soup left of the Great Salk Lake and the bleakly bleached white Mormon churches here and there visibly from the final approach with almost nothing else standing out but suburban blight. It's bad. Very bad. :doomer:
I don't fly often, and suppose I'm lucky that my bag got lost only once.
CW: drugs
Unfortunately, I was heavily addicted to tianeptine (one part opiate, one part SSRI) at the time, and had flown with it in my bag. I had to dose ever 2 hours or so, so I couldn't exactly leave it at home.
Holy shit that was a rough time.
