Guess this lowers the theoretical barriers to the sexbot market.

We'll see robot girlfriends purposefully installing Microsoft software for the plausible deniability upon contracting a virus.

Wish I could quarantine my W32.Herpes/Worm. :'(

Because if I understand the literature, real deal narcissists are rarely happy.

Where did I demand anyone not be obese?

All I ask is they take personal responsibility for their choices and not expect society to shoulder the cost of diabetes maintenance, gastric bypasses, knee and hip replacements, and the host of other known consequences of obesity.

I appreciate your sympathy, but somewhere along the way we have to recognize enabling for what it is.

If pointing a few fat fingers at videogames is the best our fearful leaders can do to address the obesity epidemic, it's already over.

America is laboriously waddling itself into an early grave rife with gout, diabetes, pancreatitis, and countless other chronic ailments that turn the phrase "quality of life" into a cruel joke.

The problems come from every direction: Subconscious feeding instincts that don't translate well to calorie abundance, marketing honed to razor sharpness that capitalizes on these instincts, food designed to do the same, and a general lack of accountability from top to bottom all combine to create a horrifying socioeconomic problem that I don't see us pulling out of.

Nobody cares. About themselves. About what the things they sell others do to those people.

Just give everyone that wants it some meth. Keep the daily doses reasonable and people's brains would take longer to turn to mush from the drugs than their current sedentary lifestyles.

Which part is news? The fact that people, especially "people of business," tend to act in their self-interest, or that the leadership of gigantic news organizations are amoral "business" men and not idealistic journalists desperately fighting for the love of the first amendment?

Well there's certainly something to be said for appropriate venues.

While your post is an informative academic breakdown of contemporary feminism in America, he was making a more generalized statement on the mindset of the average American female, which lately seems to be "I'm a feminist because I like abortion," and "I'm a Christian because I went to church with my family last Easter," but boils down to, "I get my way or you pay, but you're the guy so you pay anyway!" and pointing out how poorly this mindset would mesh with most Asian cultures.

Your resignation makes me sad, because courtship ultimately boils down to a game many nerds are more suited to than they realize.

Granted, it's a grind, but the loot... or dare I say booty beats anything virtual.

The hardest part is getting over yourself. "But who could possibly want me?" is a self-fulfilling prophecy. I think that might actually be the whole nerd social issue... we get too "meta" with social interaction over shit that just doesn't occur to most people.

Hmm. I'm gonna go write an entirely unsubstantiated self-help book.

But I think this is clearly AT&T's fault.

At least that got you drunk on days actual stores wouldn't sell booze.

Buying these just gets you laughed at.

I have no idea why but after going through the other replies of conspiracy theorist, cranky brit, and aspergers whoosh, yours stood out and cracked me the fuck up harder than just about any has.

I love you.

Check out the youthful demographics Fox News attracts...

And he's sure to only increase the popularity of his empire with our generation as he attempts to sue Skype for having the same three letters in it as his other news organization that nobody under 25 has heard of.

Granted, my research is strictly anecdotal, and I'm a catastrophically biased researcher in the first place, so you should probably mod me overrated even if I'm at -1.

But seriously, guys. I've noticed a much worse bug in facebook: Baby pictures.

I threw my entire life away because I knew I wouldn't be able to handle corporate culture. Every day some new father traipsing into work with photographic evidence of his inability to utilize birth control and demanding ritualistic expressions of adoration and amazement that he both figured out what to do with that dangly blood balloon and found a woman who didn't retch at the idea of aiding and abetting his genetic material's nefarious goals.

So now, here I am, unemployed and thinking about delivering pizzas again, at least safe in the knowledge that I'm free of retribution should some recent parent decide my emotional display didn't sate their narcissistic need for attention. Craigslist jobs section is getting boring. Let's see what hilarious inanity my friends have posted to their profiles.

Oh no.

Oh God no.

Is that a raisin? No, that's your purple, mucous covered mess of a clone fresh out of the vagina. A picture so offensive it wouldn't have even been acceptable in an office environment, but now thanks to the magic of facebook's YOU CARE ABOUT YOUR FRIEND'S FRIENDS LIVES policy is totally socially acceptable and rapidly becoming ubiquitous.

So now I have nothing. Is anyone hiring? I'll pretend your kids are cute.

Ah scrambled porn. Waiting through 5 minutes of snow for one elliptical, green boob.

I suppose America already has enough of that.