Barreleyes get sorta close. They look up but can look forward too.

To each their own I suppose.

It’s not hard to file taxes. Especially for an individual, with a normal W2 income, and not much else. Certain people try to make it hard, but it’s not.

I don’t need to pay someone to put a number on a form.

That’s the point. Poor people gambling can’t write off their losses on taxes. Well, they can, just only up to 90%. Rather than all of it like it has been.

Latency makes a difference in games. Cable management sounds like it’s needed in this case.

Ah, and only 90% of gambling losses. Looks like another point against the poor.

Not that I’m condoning gambling, but, weird how those things impact polar opposite sides of the wealth gap.

Ah, yeah. Okay that’s fair.

I’ve never been in a situation where I’ve been using my computer and thought to myself “this is nice, but, I wish I could do this same thing, but from further than 12’ away so I can squint.”

Who are these people that need to be “untethered” while using a computer. Laptop, I can see.

Have you looked at the literacy rate?

No wonder millennials can’t afford a house, with all the avocado toast and 10-ply toilet paper. /s

Funny, I was here to also tell a story except about a psych nurse. A “friend” of a friend. This actually happened recently. Dude was a cop, as was my friend(past tense is important here), they bonded over PTSD as well as both being on a psych unit. Well, dude tells a lot of stories about his copping days, and my buddy vouches for him as a date for a coworker. Turns out, guy is crazy, gets super possessive, crazy stuff like sending hundreds of texts a day, and violently rapes her. His whole backstory of being a cop was a lie, after digging, and finding close to double digits social media accounts, turns out he was separated for “administrative purposes” and moved here.

Most unsettling thing, for both me, and my friend, is, there weren’t really a ton of egregious red flags. Looking back, sure, but in the moment, absolutely not. He’s having a hard time trusting his judgment(insert quip about being a cop at one point). I truly believe that was the first psychopath I’ve met.

Those jeeps are in my area!

So glad my dead mother will definitely see justice. /s