The world is cruel and ugly. There are plenty of justifiable things to be upset and distraught over. I don’t want to hear about those. I want to know what bizarre out of left field takes you have that infuriates you.
I’m still upset about Tenochtitlan falling and being buried. I’m a gringo, I shouldn’t have an opinion about Lake Texcoco being drained centuries ago.
Broom dustpans don’t need a fucking lip. You’re sitting there repeatedly sweeping the same dirt into the same pan instead of a simple one and done because that way if you hold the pan up perfectly level like a fucking sociopath the dirt doesn’t fall out.