What’s going on behind the scenes
when you make the choice to fly.
This is the best case. There are thousands of ways, documented on this guy’s channel and others, where it can and sometimes does go so much worse.

It’s easy to quote the outdated scriptures about the safest way to travel. It’s trivial to snicker about horses, buggies, and “if god meant for us to fly” canards.

God is irrelevant, but no deity ever intended for our lives to be this complex, crazy-making tangle of overheated shit.

They sent me another screechy email today about a $33 charge for bloodwork, completely ignoring my last reply which essentially said: You want your bill paid, send me an invoice, IN THE MAIL. And I will send you a check. In the MAIL. Oh no. You can go here to pay online. You can call us. Gott in Himmel and fuck your self-serving ideas about convenience.

Post offices and written checks are quite complicated enough artifacts of civilization already, like driving one’s own car.

I don’t want to evolve past that stage to your tune, assholes.

Or take off my shoes for your security theater.

If you want to live …

Live simply.

(So that others may simply live, or for any other reason.)