And this is why we used to make cars out of STEEL instead of FIBERGLASS! Sure, fiberglass is a lot lighter in weight and hence a hell of a lot better for gas mileage. But you hit anything at more than 20 mph and the entire body explodes off the fucking thing, and now you’re spending more to repair the car than it’s worth because you need a entire front end, read end, or side panel. They can’t just take the damaged section off, beat it out with a hammer, sand it, and repaint it.
Everything is made with the idea of it being easier to replace than to maintain, aka planned obsolescence. Thanks, capitalism
You guys are obscenely, dangerously wrong.
It’s not planned obsolescence, it’s physics.
Modern cars crumple to absorb and distribute the forces of impact in an accident in an effort to protect the occupants. When cars didn’t have those crumple zones, the occupants, being the soft, squishy things they were, took those forces and were mangled or killed in horrible ways. Also, those older cars took hidden damage that often went unnoticed and made them very dangerous to drive.
I recently watched a TV show where a small sedan was run over by the trailer of an eighteen-wheeler. Run. Over. They had to unwrap the crumpled ball of a car from the undercarriage of that trailer. Guess what? The driver suffered only minor injuries because the car collapsed in exactly the way it was designed to so that she, in the very strong frame surrounding the passenger compartment, was protected.
And no, don’t thank capitalism for these modern cars. Thank Ralph Nader and countless other safety activists who worked tirelessly to make car manufacturers accountable for the safety of the people who drove their cars.
Polish fishermen have caught an old, huge wels catfish, which had eaten a bit of an SS soldier in the 1940s.
O.O
And by “a bit” I mean his head and a bit of his upper torso, since a fragmented skull, two buttons and the insignia were found inside the gigantic fish.
thank you so much for thinking of me when you see a post about a nazi eating sea monster. :3 this has made my day. bless
If you don’t feel like reading the article, please know that this is one of the oldest wels catfish ever caught–they usually live to be about 60, and this one was between 90 and 110 years old.
Also, I don’t know much about fish but HOLY SHIT THIS FISH IS SO BIG
I WAS LIKE “WTF HOW CAN A FISH JUST EAT A PERSON” AND THEN I SAW HOW BIG THIS FISH WAS AND I UNDERSTOOD
This fish is 187 kg which is a little over 412 lbs and I am so proud of it for eating a Nazi and being so big and strong and old I’m a little emotional rn
I am so proud of this Nazi-eating fish and I think we should make an exception to kashrut laws so that it can be turned into gefilte so that we may digest its anti-SS powers.
reblog nazi-slayer fish for nazi-death fortune in the future.
fun facts about stephenie meyers siblings ft. my escalating levels of distress and concern:
all of her siblings’ names (seth, emily, jacob, paul, and heidi) end up in the twilight saga in one way or another
not all incorporations are made equal
i.e. heidi is a glorified extra who shows up for 2 chapters at the end of the second book whereas jacob is literally the secondary love interest for the entire series
on a scale from jacob to heidi how bad is your relationship with your sister
seth and paul are both werewolves
seth is a sweet, harmless baby brother type in the books and also the name of one of meyer’s sons so im gonna take a leap and say he was steph’s favorite
except for jacob, who got to be the third billing character in the series while everyone else got to be a tertiary character at best
emily gets horribly maimed. so uh. thats fun
on a scale from seth to emily how bad is your relationship with your sister
i cant stop thinking about heidi though like. all of the others have moderate to important roles in the series meanwhile heidi is just some italian chick who eats people and says MAYBE 3 words? she’s like the volturi’s receptionist or something. a fucking receptionist
all of this is just varying degrees of batshit obviously. i cannot imagine my sister writing me as a character in her pulpy vampire romance novel and us ever being on speaking terms again
how do you react to that? how do you have a relationship. how do you roll up to thanksgiving and sit across the table from someone who makes $50 million a year off a YA series where YOU are a speaking character
actually never mind. yeah if my sister made $50 million a year i wouldnt say shit to her about it either
still though
somewhere out there is a man named “jacob meyer” who has never known peace
