I took a German (insane hiker variant) to Buc-ees enroute to a national park. we got some brisket and egg tacos, fudge, he was into it
he texted his family pictures of the pump line and they regarded this as a manifestation of evil seeping onto the face of the earth. pure decadence
a lot of talk about oil prices being a forcing mechanism for the end of the war, but it feels like the reverse applies: every day WTI holds below $120 or whatever is just more runway to reject a deal and order more strikes
every time I read something on best practices in python it makes me feel like some sort of gentry peering at the villeins working the earth in the valley below