Yeah, the last time this was posted I had to run to wikipedia because I was fuming at my memory being wrong. I even have vague memories from biology in college about the 8-cell formation of a fertilized plant ‘egg.’ The poster was likely trying to say that many plants don’t have ‘male-only’ and ‘female-only’ types, but at the very least, fruit bearing plants/trees (angiosperms, if I remember) have two sperm-equivalents in the pollen that drill down into the pistil of the flower and find the waiting gamete. One fertilizes, one becomes the food portion that we take sustenance from.

One of the worst parts about this is that I would never have thought about reinventing it until he told me not to.

Bloody reverse psychology still working on me. >:(

Thado-mathocist. The real chad all along.

It makes me wonder if somewhere out there in a multiverse, a community of lisping incels all collectively draw the chad wojak as as an aramaic looking dude.

Heh. I actually was using SPSS in 2010 for statistics. Weird memory resurfacing there.

fruit sugars are prolly fine

Fruits in general aren’t as good for you as general thinking have them. The majority have been bred to be so exaggerated in their sugar content that, as an example, you can’t feed pet primates fruit very often or they will get diabetes (without getting into the horrors that keeping primates as pets encompasses). You can quickly get an idea of this by searching for ‘wild strawberries vs grocery strawberries.’

The fibrous parts of fruits is good, the ‘nutritional’ aspects of them are decent, but the absolute black-hole-mass of sugar on the one side of the teeter-totter is a pretty big negative for them.

The get rich quick scheme I thought was well thought out, for the ‘in universe’ principles that had been laid out. One galleon converted to a lot of copper, so the mary sue could take gold from the muggle world, get it made into galleons in the wizard world, trade those for a metric shit ton of copper knuts, and then take those to the muggle world to be sold for a much larger sum of money than had been used to buy the gold.

As long as you don’t expect it to work forever, it would be fine. The writing was terrible, but the character established all the nuts and bolts of the operation by ‘just asking’ questions to the diagetic narrator: pure gold was able to be made into galleons for a fee, banks would give you your money in knuts if you asked, and the prices would work for it.

The writing was jank and the protagonist narrator insufferable, but the conclusions he drew did make sense for the world he had been placed in, as appropriate for a ‘rationalist’ critique of harry potter.

Edit: the part where I just threw up was where the narrator had an immediate, perfectly-thought-out-but-the-writer-couldn’t-come-up-with-an-actual-thing when mcgonagoll threatened to alter his memory, but he had thought of a perfect solution to that years ago. It reminded me of terrible ttrpg players who just ad hoc added parts to their backstory so they could be mary sues in a collaborative game.

I thought mars wasn’t quite the same issue, since it has ‘weather,’ while the moon doesn’t. Its soil should have some measure of erosion, making the dust not quite as large and jagged.

And we’re all jealous of woody the woodpecker on this glorious summer day.