My grandfather was born in 1910. He was a bombardier in WWII for the US Army Air Corps, since the US Air Force didn’t exist yet. He’s no longer with us, but his life was so very different than mine. He grew up on a farm with a horse and carriage. I grew up in an apartment playing Atari.

Yes.

Well, if you’re everyone then you are really rich. Just not in your current consciousness. You’re also homeless, so there’s that…

How could you be immortal though? You will eventually reach the end of your natural age. Or does it propose that we will jump back to previous possibilities at some point with no knowledge of our older self? I can see that there would be branches of my choices and universes where my actions led to my deaths, but my consciousness is a continual stream forward.

Richard Nixon always looks less polished than JFK of his era, because Slicky Dick refused to wear makeup for TV and pictures, thinking it was woman’s stuff.

Probably

As a mod of another fun community, I can tell you that people report things just because they don’t personally like them, and there are plenty of mods that will remove anything with a few downvotes that get reported. I don’t, but plenty do.

I definitely would have strapped that stool of strength to my butt if it let me.

It looks like you’re posting unsubstantiated nonsense. Would you like me to turn on capslock?

Oh shit! I forgot all about that guy. That was wild.

Yest, tanks were blacksmithed by hand, and sometimes made by hobbyists.

Ah, but instead they would use that to shove an advertisement into your eyeballs as you walk around a corner.

Hitler so dood

That’s not my dad.

That’s a cell phone!

Whatchu, think I’m stupid?

My dad’s not a phone.

DUH!

New cars don’t use bulbs.

Because you’re supposed to signal before you start turning, not when it’s already obvious that you’re turning.

That type of person will arrive at the conclusion “see, it’s okay to do eugenics and have nuclear wars, since humanity will turn out okay anyways”.

Turn signals need to telegraph what you are planning to do, not show what you’re in the process of doing.

Get the fuck outta here!

No Mr. Pigeon, I expect you to die.