I’m human. I’m capable of both good and evil, to the extent that those concepts even have meaning beyond our limited moral comprehension of the universe. I do what I can to alleviate suffering and add some measure of benefit to this bizarre little experiment we call a world, but it’s all ultimately insignificant.
It doesn’t matter whether I think I’m a good person. It only matters whether I am good to other people.
Breaking news from Paris! The Pont des Arts, famous because of the large amount of love locks which were placed on its fences by thousands of couples… began to collapse due to the high weigh of these love locks.
Paris Mayor Anne Hidalgo, as a consequence, ordered the removal of all the love locks. The Pont des Arts will never be the same anymore.
An international love symbol has disaspeared…
NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :(((( this is so sad!
An international love symbol? Fuuuck you. The Pont des Arts is a tourist trap. That tacky-as-fuck love lock trend didn’t even start until a few years ago. It’s perfect timing, actually, since this is right around when the first of those cheeseball douchebags should be finalizing their divorce.
Jason Segel: “The Muppets don’t get laughs at other people’s expense. It’s part of what I really loved about the Muppets. They don’t even want to destroy their villains. They want to reform their villains.” [complete interview here]
This is a bridge in Paris. You hang locks on it with the name of you & your boyfriend/girlfriend/best-friend then throw the key into the river. So even though the friend/relationship may end, you can’t remove the lock. It stays there forever, as relevance to someone once a part of your life.