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Gonna try to give a very general ELI5 sort of answer

There's basically 3 main types of carbohydrates

Simple carbs- basically sugars (mono- and di-saccharides)

Complex carbs- starches, whole grains, etc. (polysaccharides)

Fiber- arguably these are just really complex carbs that your body can't really break down

In general, sugars are the source of energy your body actually runs on, especially glucose. Everything else basically gets broken down into glucose.

Your body can pretty much use simple sugars as-is or can easily break them down into a form it can use. There's some variation just how quick and easy it is for your body to use different sugars, but in general your body will start to feel the effects of eating sugar in the space of a few minutes, and the effects will peak within about an hour or two.

Complex carbs take a little more digesting to break down into a form your body can make use of. They're basically being turned into simpler sugars, but that process takes a while. You might hear about athletes carbo-loading with a big spaghetti dinner or something the night before a big competition. The idea there is that the energy from that big, complex carb-heavy dinner won't really hit them for a few hours or even until the next day, and it will keep providing that energy for a longer period of time.

Fiber is, for the most part, indigestible, your body can't really break it down into simpler sugars that it can make use of. It goes in your mouth, through your digestive tract, and out the other end relatively unchanged. That doesn't mean it's useless though, it still plays an important role in digestion. It takes up space in your stomach helping you feel more full. It absorbs water and helps keep your stool soft and helps waste move through your intestines, and it minds to things like bile acids and cholesterol so that they can be passed as waste.

Again, this is meant to be a very general answer, there's a lot of details I'm glossing over both just to keep things simple, and because I'm not a doctor or anything of the sort and I'm not 100% sure myself.

My first exposure to the word "Kafkaesque" was on the show Mission Hill, with a character complaining about how often people misuse it. I didn't really understand what it meant, I was like 12 years old staying up late to watch it on adult swim, not quite the target audience for either the show or Kafka.

As I got older and began to understand the world better, that colored my perception a bit, I heard a lot of people use and more often misuse it, and little clips of Mission Hill played in the back of my mind.

I miss the days when everyone seemed to be misusing the word "Kafkaesque." Now it seems like you can slap that label on just anything and it would be accurate. It's almost hard to misuse it anymore.

Please, no meat-touching, ma'am.

When you say it won't loosen when turned, do you mean it's totally seized up or it spins but the part doesn't come off?

If it's totally seized up, have you tried dousing it with some sort of penetrating oil? WD40 might do it a pinch, but a specialized penetrant like PB blaster or liquid wrench would probably be better.

Soaking it with some CLR or something might also help to break up and rust, lime, or other crud that might be in there.

Still won't come loose? Get the beefiest screwdriver you can find that will fit the slot. Maybe give it a couple good love taps with a hammer and see if that helps bust it loose.

If you can find a suitable bit, an impact driver/wrench may do the trick too.

Get a big ol' set of channel locks, vise grips, a pipe wrench, etc. that you can grab onto the screwdriver with to give you some extra leverage, and go to town.

Sometimes a little heat will do the trick, you can try hot tap water, boiling water, heat gun, and blowtorch if you're willing to accept a bit of a risk.

If it's spinning but you don't seem to be making any progress

Do you have access to the back of the tub? Often there's an access panel so you can get at the plumbing. If all else fails you can try to take the drain apart from the back/underneath

EDIT: I suspect this is part of a pop up stopper something like this- https://youtu.be/c5_o166BCDQ (not my video) just so you have some idea how this thing goes together

Edit 2: sorry I fired off a couple quick thought and this is still rolling around in the back of my head because I'm havi a slow night at work. These pop up drain stoppers are like $15. Don't worry about breaking them too much, the whole assembly pretty much unscrews. Bust off the plastic parts and if you need to cut off the screw head, get a tub drain removal tool (also about $10 -15) try to find one that's hollow if there's still some screw sticking up, unscrew the whole drain and replace it.

I am fairly certain I fall somewhere on the autistic spectrum. Somewhere at the top end on the mild/high-functioning/low-support-needs/however-you-want-to-describe-it.

I've never felt a need to pursue a diagnosis, I don't think putting it on paper and making it official has anything to offer me that's worth the aggravation of dealing with extra doctors appointments and such to get diagnosed.

But I've occasionally considered doing it so that I could potentially participate in any sort of research being done that might possibly help autistic people with higher support needs. That would be worth the aggravation.

But holy fuck does this administration make me glad I never did.

I always had a little paranoia that a diagnosis would be more trouble than it's worth beyond just the annoyance of getting diagnosed. That somewhere I'd encounter some bullshit regulation where I'd be considered mentally unfit for something, or be disqualified from a job, or just have people treating me different if they found out.

But now it's very clear that that's sort of the plan, where a diagnosis would probably be actively used against me instead of just being the result weird edge cases where I might slip through the cracks due to some outdated poorly worded policy.

I have a friend who's grandfather was a chemist who at least claimed to his family that he mixed up small batches of DDT for mosquito control on his property.

I have no way of verifying that, but I wouldn't be entirely surprised if some rogue chemist with a vendetta against mosquitos was out there doing it.

I overall agree that the concerns are overblown and sometimes outright fake, and that artificial colors aren't inherently any more dangerous than any other ingredient

I also agree that Kennedy and his ilk are really using this as a smokescreen for all the other bullshit they're up to

That said, I'm largely in favor of banning artificial dyes.

Pretty much the only purpose they serve is to make unhealthy processed junk food more attractive, so I think we should be discouraging that.

There is some evidence that some artificial dyes may be harmful in some ways. In the grand scheme of hazardous chemicals I'm expected to in my life they're near the bottom of the list of things I'm concerned about, probably falling somewhere in between alcohol and grilled meat (neither of which I'm planning to cut out of my diet anytime soon, but I also enjoy those things so I'm more willing to accept the risk, I'm pretty ambivalent about whether or not my food is exactly the right color)

In a sort of abstract sense, there are some parallels.

In a system like the US, corporations and those with a lot of money hold a lot of power, and unionization is a way for everyone else to take some power for themselves to make sure that their voices are heard.

In a system like China however, most of that power is instead concentrated with the government and upper echelons of party, so attempts at democratizing fill a similar role of giving regular people a voice.

There's a lot of nitty gritty details, cultural differences, etc. and I don't really want to gloss over those, but the root in either case is common people organizing and trying to make sure their voices are heard.

I work in 911 dispatch, so this is going to depend a bit on if we're counting incidents that we've handled as dispatchers, or if we're only counting incidents that physically happened at our dispatch center.

For the former, I'm going to just leave it at- we've handled a little bit of everything. If you can imagine it we've probably had something similar happen. I'm not going to go into any detail because our craziest incidents would probably be googleable and point you to my workplace.

Limiting it to things that happened here, we had one of the local crazies call in a bomb threat to our dispatch center. We weren't taking it too seriously, he's a known party and mostly harmless, but out of an abundance of caution our breaks were postponed while the sheriffs swept our building.

Our dispatch center shares a big campus with the county prison, and a few other county offices and facilities, we're at the end of a long hilly driveway/private road with a guard shack at the top and the driveway for a few neighboring businesses branching off from it. It's not totally uncommon for various people to be walking up our driveway, people from those other businesses out for a walk, people going to visit an inmate at the prison, the occasional person with business at one of those county offices, etc.

Anyway, one day one of my coworkers is driving into work and sees an older guy walking up the driveway, the weather was pretty shitty that day, so he decides he's going to be nice and give him a lift up to the guard shack. He comes into work and by the time he's logged in there was a call for a disturbance at the guard shack, the old guy was some sovereign citizen type trying to pull some first amendment audit bullshit at the prison. So we all got a memo about not giving anyone rides.

Shortly before I started, there was a small fad of people making s'mores in the lunch room microwave. One of the newer trainees was a younger guy, still lived at home, was a little clueless, and decided to make himself a s'more. He microwaved it way too long and smoked up the building, it was probably about as close as they've ever gotten to having to evacuate to our backup center. So we now have a "no s'mores" rule.

There was also one new guy that honestly probably shouldn't have made it through our background checks who was a real piece of work. He is probably the only person in living memory to use the shower here, we suspect he may have been living out of his car. He had some weird shit on his record, some strange domestic bullshit, he was a volunteer firefighter and had been in trouble a few times for trying to pull people over with the lights on his personal vehicle (basically impersonating an officer) and was just generally a really strange dude. He nearly got into a fist fight with his trainer and that was the final straw. There's been a few other weird stories involving him since we got rid of him but those are pretty googleable.

English, French, Spanish, Esperanto

As a bonus: binary, hexadecimal, octal (really most bases but I can only go past that up to hexatrigesimal without looking up the symbols) Roman numerals, tally marks

I work in 911 dispatch, a lot of the 10 digit non emergency lines also redirect to our center, we get a lot of wrong numbers calling into us

One of those numbers is just one digit off from a pizza place, which is always fun because once in a while someone is a domestic calls in pretending to order pizza because they don't want the person they're with to know they're calling police, so we kind of have to grill those calls with are you having an emergency/do you know you're calling the police/are you safe to talk kind of questions

Pro tip for anyone who finds themselves in a situation like that, most dispatch centers are aware of those types of calls, but some posts online will tell you that there's a code that pepperoni = they have a gun or something like that. No such code exists, at least not in any way that's universally recognized. Maybe some departments have that standardized but it certainly wasn't part of my training.

I've labeled the outside world as "outer space" and the basement stairs as "the abyss" for mine.

I work a weird sche, 2 on, 2 off, 3 on and then the next week it flips. So every other week working friday-sunday, or I'm off those days.

An the one hand I support this because 3 day weekends are fucking great and everyone should have them

On the other hand, I have a feeling that would change my schedule to 2-2-4, and while 4 day weekends are even better than 3 days, I'd probably be stuck working 4 days in a row on my working weekends

Well we do have an emergency, the catch is that the emergency is the person implementing the tariffs.

By and large, Mennonites do skew pretty crazy and conservative in a lot of ways, but I think it's worth pointing out that there can be a tremendous amount of variation from one church/community to another, there's not much in the way of a larger overarching organization, a lot of policies, beliefs, interpretations and such are sorted out at the local level.

Some Mennonite churches are practically indistinguishable from the Amish, but there are some around that are very liberal. I live in an area with a pretty large Mennonite population, and the churches kind of run the entire gamut from horse and buggies to some of the most modern and liberal churches I've ever heard of.

They do, like I said, tend to skew more towards the conservative end of things, but there is a lot of variation there.

I mean, 2 eggs will yield you a dozen or so brownies, so if your goal is to just decorate something, you get more bang for your eggs by making them into brownies first

An all lives matter wristband is just a white hood without the dry cleaning bill.

Every once in a while, as an out of shape guy in my 30s, I think about buying myself a pair of heelys.

Was never a skater, never really had much interest in them as a kid, but something about the idea of rolling around in Costco while I do my grocery shopping appeals to me.

That's where my mind went to, a member of Congress taking on themselves to fly to South America to investigate some weird shit going down there involving Americans maybe isn't the best move.

Don't know about autoclavability, but I've known a few retail workers and people with other jobs that have you on your feet all day who swear by danskos

Finer bits of wood, like sawdust, or pencil shavings from sharpening, catch fire much more readily than a solid chunk of wood like a whole pencil.

Given the right environment, finer sawdust can even be explosive.

A lot of campers and other outdoorsy types are probably familiar with using "feather sticks" to start a fire, where you take a stick and cut a bunch of fine curls into it, almost like you're whittling down the stick but leaving the shavings attached.

The whole stick wouldn't readily catch fire, but those finer curls attached to it will light pretty easily and spread to the rest of the stick.

And while I've seen some pretty impressive feather sticks made by people with a steady hand and sharp knife, most of the time those feathers aren't quite as fine as most pencil shavings.