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You’re collapsing something profoundly symbolic into a kind of shallow temporal criticism, and that’s just not adequate to the depth of the story. First, the idea that God is “waiting around” for billions of years misses the point entirely. You’re applying a human conception of time to something that, by definition, transcends it. From the perspective of the eternal, the distinction between 13 billion years and a single moment is not what you think it is. Time is part of the structure of being—our being—not necessarily God’s. But more importantly, you’re interpreting the crucifixion as if it’s some arbitrary divine transaction—“God sacrificing himself to himself to forgive himself”—and that’s a very superficial reading. The Biblical narrative is trying to articulate something much deeper about the nature of consciousness, suffering, and moral responsibility. What the figure of Christ represents is the voluntary confrontation with suffering and evil. It’s the idea that the highest possible good willingly enters into the worst aspects of existence—betrayal, injustice, pain, death—without resentment, and transforms it. That’s not a legalistic maneuver. That’s a psychological and existential truth. Now, why does it “happen” when it does? Because these stories emerge out of the evolutionary and cultural development of human beings. You don’t get something like the Sermon on the Mount in a pre-human or even early tribal context. It requires the gradual development of self-consciousness, moral awareness, language, and narrative capacity. These stories are the distillation of thousands—millions—of years of human experience grappling with suffering and order and chaos. So the “timing” isn’t arbitrary—it’s the point at which human beings became capable of formulating and understanding the problem at that level. And here’s the kicker: the question isn’t whether the story sounds ridiculous when you reduce it to a caricature. The question is whether it maps onto reality in a way that helps you orient yourself properly in the face of suffering. Because life is suffering. That’s undeniable. The real question is: what do you do about it? And the answer the Christian story offers is this—pick up your cross voluntarily, tell the truth, confront the chaos of existence, and aim at the highest good you can conceive of. You can dismiss that as absurd if you want—but you do so at your own peril, because you still have to solve the problem it’s addressing.

Barack Obama fired nearly 200 Generals and Admirals who had risen through the ranks to earn those positions DURING WARTIME. President Trump is firing Generals who rose through up through the ranks to their positions via DEI during peacetime.

Robert is thirty-six years old. In 1247, this is not young. Robert knows this. His knees know this. His back has known this since approximately 1239. Robert lives in a village in Worcestershire with his wife Agnes, three surviving children, and two chickens he is not allowed to eat because the chickens produce eggs and the eggs matter more than the chickens. Today is a Tuesday in March. Robert will describe it as a Tuesday in March. The concept of a 'week' as a unit of leisure is not yet something Robert has access to. 5:00am - Up. Pottage on the fire. The pottage is oats, leeks, and some dried parsnip from the autumn store. There is a small piece of salted pork in it, approximately the size of Robert's thumb. It is mostly flavouring. Robert eats around it for as long as possible, then eats it, then thinks about it for the rest of the morning. 6:00am - Field. Robert works the lord's strip first, then his own. The ground is still cold. His boots have a hole. He has had the hole since October. He has packed it with rags. The rags are wet. They will remain wet until June. Robert is technically eating a plant-based diet. He is not doing this by choice. He is doing this because meat belongs to the lord, the deer belong to the king's forest, and the last man in this village who was caught with an unlicensed rabbit spent a period in the stocks that his family still doesn't fully discuss. 10:00am - Brief rest. Rye bread, hard. A small onion. Robert thinks about the pig that was slaughtered in November. He thinks about this often. The memory of fat is a specific and enduring thing when you don't have much of it. 1:00pm - Back to the field. Robert's average daily calorie intake is somewhere between 1,500 and 2,000 calories, the majority from grain. He is doing agricultural labour that modern exercise scientists would classify as extremely high intensity. He is, measurably, running on insufficient fuel. He is aware of this in the way that you are aware of things that cannot be changed: completely, and without drama. 4:00pm - Home. Agnes has made more pottage. It is similar to this morning's pottage. Robert eats it. Robert's teeth hurt. They have hurt for two years. There is no dentist. There is a barber-surgeon in the market town seven miles away. Robert cannot afford the barber-surgeon and cannot take the day from the fields. His teeth continue to hurt. 7:00pm - Sleep. Robert will be awake again at five. He is thirty-six. He will probably not see forty. The leading cause of death for men in his position is a combination of infection, injury, and the slow arithmetic of malnutrition across a lifetime. Somewhere, eight hundred years from now, someone will describe Robert's diet as "ancestral," "plant-forward," and "aligned with the earth." Robert would have a great deal to say about this. Robert does not have the energy.

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Gen X: “WE HATE THE STAR WARS PREQUELS AND WE USED TO PLAY OUTSIDE AND DRINK FROM HOSES AS KIDS.” Millennials: “WE LIKE THE STAR WARS PREQUELS AND ARE ON SEVERAL ANTIDEPRESSANTS.” Gen Z: “Skibidi rizz bibbidy bop”

The fact that saying “please” and “thank you” to AI models adds up $10s of millions of dollars demonstrates that AI is not like social media. Chris explains why below.

We initially thought GLP-1s like Ozempic, Tirzapeptide and Retatutride just reduced food cravings. Now, we know they work for alcohol, cocaine, gambling and other addictions too But do you know what runs on exactly the same circuit? Falling in love GLP-1 receptors sit in the exact same brain regions that light up when you’re in love The insane thing about them is that they don’t just suppress appetite. They suppress wanting in general, including romantic craving another person Something like 60M+ people are now on anti-desire drugs and it happened in the blink of an eye I predict in the coming years, we will see people on these drugs be less able to fall in love. We will also see them fall out of love, or be unable to feel it, in relationships that were previously great If your girlfriend or boyfriend started taking GLP1s and your relationship started failing, there’s a good chance that’s why