At some point the dosage levels get homeopathic. A couple more orders of magnitude and we’re talking about a single molecule fucking up your life.

It’s so potent, looking at this thumbnail is a contact high. Don’t zoom in or you might OD.

_{God dammit.}

the circles with dots where you have to read the number

Ishihara tests.

I took an online test back in the day and had some unexpected results.

Seriously though - in modern times, it is bizarre anyone goes undiagnosed. 20th century, sure, it only really mattered if you tried being a pilot. But it’s like 10% of all men, globally, and the tests are literally “if you can read this, you’re normal” and “if you can read this, take a pamphlet.”

Jesus fuck, of course they do! Don’t use a chatbot for medical advice!

There’s neural networks specifically for diagnosis. Pattern recognition is kinda their whole thing, But a model trained on the whole internet has worryingly high odds of saying ‘you have cancer of the butthole, LOL.’ The correct incidence rate for that description in a medical context is never.

Damn, even the property’s joining in.

I don’t know anything about this asshole and I sure didn’t learn anything from this abysmally misleading article.

Then fuck this article, because none of that is in there.

This fuckin’ protocol is a wild mix of prison abolitionists and people who think it’s hunky-dory for a man to lose six months of his life for doing dumb shit with a statue.

Please stop using the word “distracted” in reference to World War 3.

If you change your whole belief structure because another believer was rude to you, you never believed it, you just wanted to belong to a club.

Putting aside that The Idiot simply would not recognize decorum if he choked on it - Bill Clinton jogged to McDonalds.