Air India plane crash

bbmikej said:
The nice thing about Wikipedia is that it has sources so you can actually read what it is basing is opinions on. AI doesn't usually cite what it says.
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///AMG said:
I don't think wiki is the culprit here. Places that I refuse to go, that rhyme with reddit and 4chan are probably more likely the source of all this horrible gouge. Not that wiki is always right, but I'd place it a few notches higher on the reliability scale than those cesspools that it appears AI is actively mining as its primary source(s).
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[citation needed]

Yes 4chan and Reddit are worse. X is another one I’ve seen it go to for info as well.
 
knot4u said:
I thought about this for a moment and pondered how much dirt I ingested as a youth. I'm not going to start eating rocks but maybe there is some valid point somewhere in the fog. When I was a kid we were almost feral and nobody had ever heard of a peanut allergy, some kids were allergic to certain things like shellfish but that wouldn't show up in school. I think people my age were so disgusted by their own filthy upbringing that when they had kids they kept them so clean that their immune system never had a chance to mature. And now millions of people have never ridden Southwest and been handed peanuts as a snack (I liked their beer nuts). I still love a PB and J and a tall glass of milk. I'm not going to start eating rocks, I've been eating dirt for over 5 decades.
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PB&J and glass of milk is still a GOATed meal no matter how old I am or how much money we have. The simple things in life…
 
JordanD said:
Adding some potato chips to the inside of the PBJ is god tier cuisine.
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No. Blasphemer! Keep your perversions to yourself and ask for forgiveness! The only acceptable condiment for a PB&J is butter/margarine and it is only allowed to be applied by your loving mother on the jelly side bread of the sandwich as she packed your elementary school lunch to make sure you didn't end up with a soggy mess at noon. Or perhaps that was just my experience and I take PB&Js and meatloaf way too seriously. Speaking of meatloaf, our last HEB pre made offering was edible but lackluster, the lady just returned from HEB with a new version and I'll report back. I miss my old Italian neighborhood deli in CA. Can't have everything everywhere I guess.
 
knot4u said:
No. Blasphemer! Keep your perversions to yourself and ask for forgiveness! The only acceptable condiment for a PB&J is butter/margarine and it is only allowed to be applied by your loving mother on the jelly side bread of the sandwich as she packed your elementary school lunch to make sure you didn't end up with a soggy mess at noon. Or perhaps that was just my experience and I take PB&Js and meatloaf way too seriously. Speaking of meatloaf, our last HEB pre made offering was edible but lackluster, the lady just returned from HEB with a new version and I'll report back. I miss my old Italian neighborhood deli in CA. Can't have everything everywhere I guess.
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The butter goes on the peanut butter side you monster.
 
Wardogg said:
The butter goes on the peanut butter side you monster.
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No. That side already has butter, peanut butter. My sweet mother would spread some butter/maragarine on the opposite side to delay the jelly from mixing with the bread ensuring her bright boy did not leave the lunch table with filthy hands after eating his packed lunch. Not having a lunch lady grab you and put you in a line to wash your hands gave you at least another 10 minutes to go outside and play. I went to a private Christian school and if you had a dirty face or hands they wouldn't let you go play, you were rerouted from the playground to the bathroom. I learned how to not make a mess of myself early on, the kids with the BBQ beef sandwiches seemed proud for a moment and then showed up a little late for dodgeball.
 
knot4u said:
I miss my old Italian neighborhood deli in CA. Can't have everything everywhere I guess.
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moving away from a solid deli is equivalent to a breakup. you find yourself thinking about it years down the road in the middle of the night, awaking thousands of miles away after tantalizing dreams of hot pepper shooters and mortadella.
some things will just never be the same again
 
knot4u said:
No. That side already has butter, peanut butter. My sweet mother would spread some butter/maragarine on the opposite side to delay the jelly from mixing with the bread ensuring her bright boy did not leave the lunch table with filthy hands after eating his packed lunch. Not having a lunch lady grab you and put you in a line to wash your hands gave you at least another 10 minutes to go outside and play. I went to a private Christian school and if you had a dirty face or hands they wouldn't let you go play, you were rerouted from the playground to the bathroom. I learned how to not make a mess of myself early on, the kids with the BBQ beef sandwiches seemed proud for a moment and then showed up a little late for dodgeball.
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Oh nay nay.

The only acceptable parentally provided sammich is Underwood Deviled Ham on Wonderbread.
 
Richman said:
Oh nay nay.

The only acceptable parentally provided sammich is Underwood Deviled Ham on Wonderbread.
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What sort of condiment did your parents provide? Was it a packet of Grey Poupon on the side or a bit of Miracle Whip and some yellow mustard between your fancy ham and the Kraft sliced American cheese? Can you imagine how much better that would've been with 15 seconds in a microwave? We had the technology, our parents failed us.
 
knot4u said:
What sort of condiment did your parents provide? Was it a packet of Grey Poupon on the side or a bit of Miracle Whip and some yellow mustard between your fancy ham and the Kraft sliced American cheese? Can you imagine how much better that would've been with 15 seconds in a microwave? We had the technology, our parents failed us.
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No condiments. Those were for winners.
 
Richman said:
No condiments. Those were for winners.
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Understood, your parents gave you the bricks for a sandwich and forced you to go find the mortar to build something. I'm unsure if you think your parents were mean or motivating. I was was the kid eating a PB&J on the sidelines.
 
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