Mario is really excited about this development.
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Mario is really excited about this development.
Only comic who was in all six seasons, no less.
There’s no stopping this disaster at this point. It was nice being the dominant species.
We now have definitive proof that human intelligence isn’t the net evolutionary positive we thought it was.
Dom Irerra was more open about his sexuality than a lot of the comics of his time, and it always made me respect him.
Rewatching Dr. Katz and thinking about the time period it was in, sometimes Dom feels absolutely subversive to the times.
His obsessive love for Dr. Katz is something a lot of men comics would have been afraid to commit to, even to this day.
People worship corps.
Musk is loud and dumb so he gets most of the attention for this sort of shit but Zuckerberg seems calculatingly evil.
One way to avoid it is to prioritize GOG copies if they’re available. Since GOG has no DRM they tend to generally be untouched.
Jokes on you I’m using it to be disappointed in myself.
I literally had a friend breaking down over it and I suggested Fediverse alternatives and they looked at me like I had sprouted an extra head.
I even explained that US companies aren’t doing anything materially different than Tiktok (propaganda and spying on people), and they’re all bad. Still looking at me like I’m some kind of maniac.
Everyone bitches about corporations but so few want to actually stop sucking on their fucking teat.
to Better Attack Jack Humans
True, but Tim Brenners-Lee is also on the board, and he historically has generally good takes on tech and politics.
People are often unwilling to go against the positions of the guy who created the World Wide Web.
This is just a reminder, the parallels between Trump and Hitler are many.
Trump hates drinking and smoking while Hitler also hated drinking and smoking.
If they represent what “sober” is, I’ll take any and all drugs mainlined into my veins till the end of time please and thank you.
What’s the name of that Flaming Lips song?
She Don’t Use Jelly
(She uses vaseline)
According to the totally real biographical film about Derek Zoolander: Yes
So what’s the point of it all?
To reduce wages.
Instead of using tech to reduce work and allow humans to thrive and make art, we use tech to make art and force humans into long hours of drudgery and repetitive bitch work just because CEOs like to watch other people suffer I guess.
So glad they can get groceries for a month.
Now that’s an answer I can get behind.
Woosh. We’re decentralizing everything except the hardware and everyone’s like bUt iTs dEcEnTrALiZeD!
According to the Writer in Stalker, we never know who we really are or what we really want.
WRITER: I don’t know. Maybe. Anyway – I’m sorry, but… You are so foolish! You don’t have an idea about what’s happening here! And how do you think, why did Porcupine hang himself?
STALKER: He came to the Zone with a selfish purpose and sacrificed his brother in the “meat grinder” because of the money…
WRITER: That I can understand. But why did he hang himself? Why did he decide not to return – absolutely not after the money this time, but after his brother? Ah? Why did he give up?
STALKER: He wanted to, he… I don’t know. In several days he hanged himself.
WRITER: He understood here, that not all dreams come true, but only the most precious ones! And you’re just shouting in vain!..
WRITER: That, what is in accordance with your nature, your essence, is what comes true here! That essence that you have no idea about, but it sits in you and rules you all your life! You understood nothing, Leather Stocking. Porcupine was not overcome by his greed. He crawled on his knees in this very puddle begging for his brother. And he got a lot of money, and couldn’t get anything else. Because a Porcupine gets everything what’s porcupine-like! And conscience, throes of the soul – it is invented, it‘s brain work. He understood that and hanged himself. I will not go into your Room! I do not want to spill all the trash that has accumulated inside me, on anybody’s head. Even on yours. And afterwards run my head into the noose like Porcupine. I’d rather drink myself to death quietly and peacefully in my stinky writer’s private residence. No, Big Serpent, you are bad in sorting people out, if you lead such ones like me into the Zone. And then afterwards … ah… How do you know, that this miracle really exists? Who told you, that dreams really come true here? Did you see anybody, who would have been made happy here? Ah? Maybe Porcupine? And actually, who told you about the Zone, about Porcupine, about this Room?
Similarly, from the Don Hertzfedlt film “Everything will be Okay”: