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I completely forgot about the existence of Chalkzone until now.

As we all know here, material conditions have progressively been getting worse and worse. Based on pretty much all political theory, crime rates should also be going up with worse material conditions. But they haven't, in fact, crime rates have been going consistently down for the past 30 or so years. Why is that?

Ironically, this person is probably deifying Trump just as much, if not more, than his supporters by claiming that his death would turn the tide of the Russia-Ukraine War and that it would have any pull on China.

Do gingerbread people feel weird about living in gingerbread houses, that their house is made of the same material as their flesh, or in gingerbread world, is the material only the same on an atomic level, like how humans are made of carbon and so are most building materials?

Pretty much everyone figures out how to actually socialize, maintain relationships, have new relationships, improve them, and date at high school, MAYBE college at the latest. I'm 30, almost 31. Did I miss the boat on learning that and having a semblance of happiness in my life, and there's no going back.

I've tried it all. I've tried social hobbies, I've tried going out, I've tried putting myself out there. The basics of social skills elude me. I am, at best, a filler friend. I can't see myself being any more than that, and I think it's too late for me to get better.

I think I doomed myself to a life of loneliness, all because of the bad choices I made. The only possible hope I can have is maybe reincarnation is real and I can suck less in the next life.

I've been trying to make social connections, but the problem is that any time I start to think about how I can start conversations, the conditions are never ideal. Mainly, everyone is either doing a combination of being busy with some activity or talking to other people. How do I join in on the group conversation? Especially if I don't know most/all of the people there?