People like this tend to this of the women in their life (wives, daughters etc.) as objects they own. When an object is broken and cannot be fixed, you throw it away — especially if you have spares.
It’s only speculation, but it fits the pattern. I have had the misfortune of knowing multiple disgusting assholes like this guy
It doesn’t help that Labour seem determined to fuck things up. They have such a big majority that they could do so much to actually speak to the problems that regular people are experiencing that drives people to vote Reform.
I live in a pretty shitty area that has a high proportion of Reform voters. Our MP is Labour, but on the track we’re on, we might have a Reform MP next time. Some of the Reform voters round here are racist arseholes, but most of them just feel so demoralised and unrepresented by the mainstream political parties that they are desperate for something — anything different.
Some of them actively acknowledge that if Reform won enough seats that Farage became MP, that they would almost certainly fuck up the country significantly, but they don’t care anymore. They’re so desperate for change that the idea of burning the established order down feels appealing, because even if things will get very shit, very fast, that feels like the only path where there’s the possibility of hope for something good springing from the ashes.
It’s simultaneously an irrational and entirely reasonable thing to crave. I can’t say I don’t sympathise.
Fucking twat.
This is fucking stochastic terrorism
“Keep in mind, we have our own in-house models that are bloody fantastic, used for different sciences and research.”
I’m a scientist who has become super interested in this stuff in recent years, and I have adopted the habit of calling the legit stuff “machine learning”, reserving “AI” for the hype machine bullshit
History is always being revised. This isn’t a bad thing, but rather inherent to the process of history. History isn’t about assembling facts together; it’s about the continual process of interpretation and reinterpretation. That means there’s no such thing as settled history, because there’s always more insight we can gain by looking backwards, even if we haven’t unearthed new evidence from a particular period.
Even if you had some undeniable facts about your life, those start to get wibbly wobbly the instant you try to communicate them to someone, because words are imprecise.