At least on VCRs you could enter the time with the digit buttons on the remote. Whereas on digital alarm clock/wristwatch, if you hold the time up button a split second too long, you roll past the actual time and have to try again.

I feel a tinge of disgust any time I see that stupid X social media icon on any company’s website’s footer.

I like in a Celsius country but have switched all my digital thermometers to F for exactly this reason. It’s just more intuitive, and I happen to like it at 70F, so below that convenient number is cool, and above it is warm.

I had an idea for one, something like: “Vatican Conclave Elects to End Papcy, sell off all Vatican possessions to feed the needy, and entrust the direction of the church to God’s hands.”

Do we know for certain they actually wiped with the sponge? Because I can imagine the sponge merely being used to transfer water from the central container to the cupped hand which is then used to clean their anus like in many cultures today. A sponge-on-a-stick having better reach from the seated position than a small jug, and no risk of breaking upon dropping nor theft. I feel like the disgust at the idea of smearing feces between strangers would be just as strong 2000 years ago as it is today.

Fursonas are pure narcissism. Imagine if non-furries acted like furries: you open someone’s social media and if every pic they upload is commissioned artwork of their (human) selves. You walk into their home and the walls are covered in self-portrait paintings. You chat with them and they reply with ‘stickers’ of pictures of themselves doing gestures or facial expressions. Pure narcissism.

Ever since learning, as a kid, that insulation is microscopic needles of glass, I see it with the same disgust as seeing parasites. Same disgust of microscopic things invading your body and causing damage and not leaving…

I think that’s Jerzy Urban? Polish left-wing commentator and journalist.