I’m not American… but I am Scottish/British and I’ve never quite understood the whole being proud of your country thing.

Unless one is a hypocrite it’s always been clear to me that if you’re going to be proud of all the good shit your country has done you’ve also got to be ashamed of all the bad shit.

And with a few centuries of colonialism under the UK’s belt (and before anyone says different, no, Scotland very much partook and benefited from it) I seriously don’t have the emotional fortitude to feel that much shame.

Feeling pride in your culture? In your community? Fine. But in your nation state? A bunch of administrators with delusions of grandeur wrapped in a flag? I’d argue that’s unnatural because nation states in no way played a role in our evolutionary psychology.

Maybe I’d feel different if I was born in a wee inoffensive country somewhere… but I hope not. Nation states are pragmatically necessary but I don’t think we should be getting too invested in them.

I refuse to make fun of dietary restrictions after spending five years as a waiter rolling my eyes at gluten free people and then developing a gluten intolerance.

The universe is a tricky bitch. It gave me a literal pain in the ass.

Not overacting in the slightest.

He doesn’t give a shit about your safety or your feelings.

The animations I put on Newgrounds. The Angry Atheist series.

AA gets in a rocket and goes up to heaven to fight God in a katana battle. In the end they both get killed by Buddha.

AA shoots up a church service and get taken out by an old lady sucking his face off with a plunger.

Jesus’s Revenge. The Son of God comes for AA. I think he kills him but then gets run over by a drunk driver.

AA drops a nuke on the Vatican.

Last night I passed 120,000 words on my first draft.

I’ve been trying to write a book for close to three decades. Sometimes I would right 10,000 words and give up, sometimes I’d give up after a single paragraph. But for some reason, this time I’ve stuck with it.

Still a bit of work to do to finish it up, and it’s still the first draft, but I’ve never been so close to achieving my lifelong ambition.

The most sci-fi thing about Sub Rosa is how a season 2 episode managed to time travel into season 7.

I struggle to think of anything more cowardly.

I wonder what these people’s families and friends would think of them if they knew the evil that festered in their sick minds?

Ironically at least some of the Highland accents are often cited as the clearest English and the easiest to understand for non-native speakers.

I went to Madagascar 20 years ago. I turned on the radio in my cabin and it was tuned to BBC World Service. It was a bit of a trip hearing another tuechter’s voice in the south Malagasy desert.

We just can’t afford the added transport costs they plop on everything. Everyone knows 300 miles is such a ridiculous long and insurmountable distance.

these three wonderful, religiously qualified, and amazing men

the large diaspora of beautiful Jewish families

does not like my wonderful president

Went to the Trump Academy of Elocution for the Lowest Common Denominator, I see.

What an utter fucking slob. Kick him out.