Numbers don’t lie but people can sure as fuck pick and choose the numbers they give you and phrase things to make them sound like they mean things they don’t
learn fucking stats or at least how they can hurt
As a wise man once said: There are lies, damned lies, and statistics.
Anonymous asked: Ti non opus est tibi scio Latine legere "Secrete Historium" Est cur ego sum doctrina Latine, vel saltem temptabundus ut. Et ego sum usus Google Translate ET Latine dictionarii.
Eeep, corculum, tibi gloria est! Latine amo valde, semperque aliquem Latine discere laetissima sum! “Historiam Secretem” certus legem, album “Libri Lege” addo.
I got my heart broken and I survived, I failed 3 courses in university and graduated, I got rejected in the very first job I applied for and got promoted yesterday, I went through hard times with my family but then two years later, we laughed our hearts out over lunch, The closest friends disappointed me several times but I made new friends and loved them with all my heart. I did it once, I can do it again.
“pugs are disgusting and shouldn’t exist and if you own one you’re abusive”
“Pugs as a breed need to be more controlled but it’s still important that the ones that exist find good homes that are able to help them through the myriad of potential medical problems that come with the breed”
Also the Enterprise vs. Millennium Falcon debate has never ceased to confuse me, like, you’re basically wondering who’d win in a fight between a fully staffed US Navy research vessel armed with harpoons and torpedos and all sorts of other boat vessels OR your weedman and his sweet vintage van, his buddy riding shotgun with a crossbow
you know, if palpatine ever showed vader the death star schematics, wouldn’t vader - being a mechanical genius - have been able to pick out the flaw with the reactor shaft?
imagine palpatine launching an evil monologue while vader stares at this gigantic flaw, sweating
well, i got the same feeling. imagine vader just standing there, not listening anymore, only staring right at this super. obiovious. (to him) USELESS FUCKING FLAW and just not saying anything. maybe he should say something. sheev’s probably testing him or something.
but as emperor’s monologue drags on, the fact that no one here, besides vader, is aware of the issue is becoming more evident.
darth “everything proceeds as i’ve foreseen” sidious didn’t notice it. he’s staring right at the reactor shaft. he’s not seeing it. so vader keeps mum.
then rebels steal the plans and send a couple of x-wings against the friggin’ death star. as far as tarkin’s concerned, it’s like sending a couple of flies to stop an avalanche. and our man vader in that moment is like, “welp, i suddenly discovered my new calling as a flyswatter,” and gets the fuck out of that station
“Is… Is no one else seeing this? Someone on the design committee must have seen this. Tell me you’re all seeing this.”
“Seeing what, Lord Vader?”
“The huge obvious…”
You know what? Screw these guys. I told them this budget-killing monstrosity was a bad idea.
“Obvious lack of any place to get a decent coffee. This thing is the size of a small moon. Would it kill you to call Starbucks and tell them to open up a location in it? I hate Imperial-issue coffee.”
Anonymous asked: Habeo tu pellego "The Secret History"? Est ego novi "cubitum eamus."
Non legi! Bene est? Optime est? “Historiarum Secretum” legere cogiti, sed valde occupata sum. Si mihi commendare vis, non necesse Latine dicis–itane aliquis legere velle possunt?
