You’ve probably heard of this idea. There’s a teleporter which destroys your body and recreates it, in exactly the same pattern but from different elements. If you use the teleporter, is the ‘you’ that comes out really you, or an exact copy? It’s discussed here on Wikipedia.
Anyway, if someone did invent a teleporter like that, I think I’d be scared of using it until after the first time.
This is strange, because in using it I wouldn’t have gained any new information. I already know that the person who would come out of the teleporter would have my memories and believe themselves to be me.
When I was single, and in an enclosed group (for example on a bus, or in a class), I’d often look around and mentally rate the attractiveness of the women there. However, I’d always specifically think of it as “if there was some kind of apocalypse and this group were the only humans left alive, who would I want to be paired off with?”
But all it talks about is murder.
We’re going to fight mad scientists and the misuse of apostrophes.
This statue is in a shopping mall near my girlfriend’s house.
It’s actually four pelican heads. Although that’s not really less insane.
"Awww, look at the cute little goat-boy".
No one ever.
My girlfriend bought this from a $2 shop. I think he’s the least cute soft toy I’ve ever seen.
You can’t tell from the photo, but if you move his arm, it almost always looks like he’s masturbating.
They’ve apparently decided that their target audience is ‘attention-seeking douchebags’.
Does anyone know what this is? There are a few concrete structures like this along the river/creek near where I live. This particular one has what looks like a manhole on the top, but it didn’t look openable (or it wasn’t really a manhole). There are others which are taller and look like the top of them has been broken off.