I have as many thoughts in my head as there are pigs in the garden, and they are just as clumsy and loud.
Most people don't desire justice above all. Most people just want to have some useful work done and be left in peace. Those, who don't, have equal chances to become heroes, or insufferable tools.
Prosecuting people based on their self-criticism is only going to condition them to be sociopaths as a defensive mechanism.
"You don't sound too enthusiastic." — "That's because i understand the true scale of the project." — "Doing it anyway, right?" — "For you? Always."
"If you really believe that, then I have a bridge to sell you." — "See, that's the whole difference between us. It would have never occurred to me that selling bridges is even a possibility in the first place!"
"Was getting in that fight really worth it?" — "If our life changes for the better as a result, then, hands down, yes."
Not quite an impostor syndrome, because i do understand how trustworthy i objectively am, but i do, occasionally, find it bizarre how much trust i am unconditionally granted by my peers by default.
"Do you think I'm rich? Hmph! I barely have enough to clear the month! Also, look at those cute little designer towels I bought in preparation for my two-week trip to Paris!"
Challenges faced during the creation of this server, No. 7: Keeping my hands from shaking after having repaired the system after an emergency distribution upgrade in response to a discovery of yet another arbitrary code execution vulnerability.
There's a crowding at the corner; Everybody wants to see what is it that everybody so wants to see.
If a tree falls in the forest and no one is around to hear it, does it piss off any "liberals" by trying to make a sound?
"Waiter! Serve my guests the most expensive thing you have. And the other most expensive thing too. No excess is excessive!"
Every time i get a "new message in inbox" notification, my heart skips a beat. With this kind of social anxiety, i probably shouldn't be engaging in anything community-related.
There is an uncanny resemblance between insurance and backups. Both seem like an irksome waste of resources — until, suddenly, THEY DON'T.
"Why do people keep whining about houses and cars being expensive? I'm a billionaire, and I never experienced any such problems!"
There is no such problem that cannot be solved through the timely application of a sufficient amount of brute force.
"I'm not sure i need to be taking part in this argument. There is no need for me to prove anything; If i'm right, then eventually it will become apparent. If i'm wrong, then eventually it will become apparent as well."
"I tell you, it will be a miracle if we find a free parking place here at this hour- oh, hey, here's one. Are you a witch, woman?" — "Fairy. For the last time, I'm a FAIRY!"