They’re Mormons.
That, and they use “area” as a term internally to refer to how they organize ecclesiastical settlement hierarchy. The “Area 70” is basically the same as the local presiding archbishop of an archdiocese. (Not to be confused with the bishop of a Mormon ward, who’s about the same on the hierarchy as the priest of a local parish).
When I was broke / going through my hippie phase, this was how I washed my hair. If you use castile soap to wash your hair, you mix about a 1:5 ratio of vinegar to water and slowly pour it over your scalp to get the soap residue off. A minute or so of extra rinsing with just water, and you couldn’t smell the vinegar at all.
It was actually kinda nice, and it was way cheaper than silicone/SLES shampoos and conditioners. These days, I just use whatever I have in the shower because washing hair with castile soap is more time-consuming.
So… algebra, alchemy, algorithms, all that cool stuff that kind of formed the building blocks of modern science and math are just… what, fantasy concepts?
Yeah, nature-worshippers tend to keep clean campsites.
Man, I miss hanging out with pagans. They’re a fun crowd.
Yeah, but now the local pagans and witches are getting drunk, high, and they’re building little shrines to this creature.
I’ve been fixing machines long enough to know I don’t want to. Flesh is weak, but flesh adapts. It also doesn’t get an internet connection, which means I get to sleep at night.
Edit: Thought about this a little more. I think a better frame for this question is whether or not you’re comfortable accepting the flaws and limitations inherent in our bodies as they are. Obviously I, as an able-bodied person, am more comfortable accepting that my body isn’t perfect. Someone with significant disabilities wouldn’t hesitate to fix what causes them pain, discomfort, or applies cruel limits to the life they want to live.
I can accept that other people would choose to change, and their reasons are their own. I have no right to force them to accept a body that they hate, for the same reason no one should force me to accept a body that I hate. The Deaf community has had years and years to debate the ethics of cochlear implants, and their impact on their community’s cultural values. I’m not Deaf, just a little HoH, but I try to pay attention to what they’re talking about for reasons like this.
But as a trans person, I can accept that my body isn’t ideal. There are things I would happily change, for the sake of personal comfort. But having put a great deal of thought into it, I would be much happier to live in a society that understood and respected how I perceive myself, and how I want to be perceived. It would render the desire for those aesthetic changes a point of preference, rather than emotional necessity. An accepting culture has been better for my dysphoria than an acceptable body.
It is a complicated philosophical question. I think the right answer is that people should have the freedom to make that choice, and it shouldn’t be mandatory, dangerous, or open a path to exploitation.
Besides, boondoggle is fun. Some of those patterns are wild af.
Treasure Planet.
It’s probably a good thing that Disney’s forgotten about it. I don’t wanna see them try to remake it.
I dunno if this would be Jean’s reaction, per se. Rogue? Yes. Jean? Maybe.
Jean would probably go Phoenix on his ass and demand that he give him back.