During the Song dynasty, there was a poet and government official named Su Dongpo. One day he sent to his friend Chan Master Foyin, a Daoist priest on the other side of the lake he lived near, this poem:

>Bowing, Heaven within Heaven, I am the light that illuminates the boundless universe. The eight winds cannot move me, who am seated mindfully upon the purple golden lotus.

Foyin sent a response message:

>FART [yes, just the one word, written in massive font that took up the whole page]

Naturally, Dongpo was furious, and immdiately dashed to to Foyin demanding he explain himself. Foyin answered thusly:

>Oh, so the eight winds cannot move you, but one fart sends you across the lake?

#DaoBurn.

A man told me I have "Trump derrangement syndrome" because I'm worried about our rights being taken away. That was a pretty good indicator.

We're starting to get a cure for HIV.

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I worked in the HIV field for many years and due to it being a mutating virus we never thought we'd see a cure on the horizon. It's huge news for the world.