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  • Pirate it.

    The only important concern about consuming the work of a douchebag is them gaining from it.

    Now, you may or may not be able to ignore the person having done shitty things, it might break your enjoyment of it. That tends to be more of a problem with actors and comedians because you see them, rather than their work.

    Seriously, the idea that a given body of work is somehow bad because the person or persons that made it are bad is bullshit.

    Cosby is a harder because a lot of his comedy, and the show, were based on him, portraying himself as this decent, fatherly, nice person. Him being a douche the entire time, knowing what we know now, it can be dissonant to see him being a dad, or joking about his wife. Someone like Louis CK, he was never portrayed as some kind of paragon, so it’s easy to just enjoy his work as it is since there’s no “wait a minute” inherent to his performance. You might still have trouble not picturing him being a creep with his dick in his hand, but the jokes aren’t him pretending to be some upright, moral human.

    Art and artist are always separate when piracy is an option.


  • In general, it isn’t about waiting for prices to drop, though that’s definitely a part. It’s more about avoiding early adoption, imo. Waiting until there’s some degree of information about the game that isn’t marketing, then deciding.

    The goal is to make sure the game is stable, that it’s something you actually want to play, and avoiding hype based playing. If the price drops, or there’s a sale, that’s icing on the cake.

    In the case of visual novels, I don’t really think it applies. The only thing you’ll really avoid by waiting is any bugs that need fixing, and they aren’t prone to a lot of bugs that break the enjoyment of the story. It does happen, but it isn’t like the usual mobile game bugfest at launches.


  • There really isn’t much in the way of empirical evidence regarding this. It would be difficult to set up studies and experiments to even get to get that evidence.

    So, you’re stuck with anecdotal info.

    On that level, absolutely. I did health care as my main job from 92 until 2008. Nurse’s assistant.

    During that time, my two biggest patient bases were geriatric and hospice. People that were dying, in other words.

    The patients that had no dementia lasted longer than the ones that did, in terms of time from needing an NA to keep them cared for to time of death. The ones that had a goal, a thing they wanted to see happen, or to do, absolutely did better not only in terms of time, but in how they managed their life until they died.

    Something as nebulous as “will”, that we don’t even have a way to quantify at all is difficult to impossible to credit with anything at all. But we know that the mind and body influence each other. But I am convinced that we have some ability to maintain our lives to some degree in extremis. The only question is how much, and how much of that is individual.

    Looking back at all of it, things blur, but there were so many patients with terminal cancer that just didn’t die while moving towards a goal, that died within days of that goal being met. And it really didn’t matter what that goal was. Could be something as minor as seeing crocuses bloom again, to something like seeing their child married or graduated. But it happened so fucking often it’s a little scary.





  • Ahhh, I don’t know about sea lioning, I’ve never seen you doing it.

    That’s where you have someone “just asking questions”, and pretending not to know anything about the matter, while they’re pushing an agenda.

    You’d have to ask a mod if that’s the part of rule 5 they’re dinging you for, but if you’ve been doing it, the comments are getting removed before I’ve seen them.

    The other part of rule 5 is rage baiting, where you post something inflammatory just to get people riled up. Again, not something I’ve seen guy actually do, but I can understand how someone might read some posts that way.

    We’ve interacted a decent amount over the last few months, and you do have a different way of presenting questions, and a different way of thinking, I wouldn’t interpret your posts or comments as trolling. You’re consistent, you engage in a friendly manner, and don’t go over the top when someone gives you a little grief. But, again, I may not be seeing everything.

    My advice? Avoid politics entirely. Unless I miss my guess, that’s where you’re running into issues.


  • Brobdingnagian.

    It’s a very big word that means very big.

    It comes from Gulliver’s travels. The Brobdingnagians are giants, 12 times the height of humans. The word isn’t limited to that scale, but it’s definitely for things that are unusually large compared to us.

    It’s the literal opposite of Lilliputian, which is from the better known race from “Travels” that are 1/12 our size.

    It’s my absolute favorite word. Not just because it’s a literary reference but it’s fun to say. Brob ding nag ian. It just burbles off the tongue like a drunken stream stumbling among the rocks of its bed. And, it’s a big word that means big, which is just fun wordplay. Like the phobia of big words, hippopotomonstrosesquippedaliophobia, which was inevitable as soon as the idea of a phobia of big words was conceived.



  • I mean, if you don’t mind solar cell production also taking a hit, yeah.

    It isn’t going to doom the world or anything, but if the mines aren’t recoverable in a fairly short amount of time, it will put a major crimp in solar deployment. That includes driving up the price (which, unless we’re willing to kick off a revolution, is a major factor in a capitalist system) of solar right when it’s really starting to be so much cheaper than fossil fuels that it can be a big shift for energy.

    Short term, it isn’t going to do anything at all. Even a few months would be a blip. But if the mines take much longer than that, it’s a big problem for everyone.

    And, as an added problem, you’ve got the people that do the work now displaced. They’ll only be able to just sit idle for so long before they have to move on to other jobs, likely well away from the area. So you have a talent drain involved that can ripple out just as badly as the production drop for solar.

    I don’t think anyone legitimately gives a fuck about the semiconductor makers taking a hit financially (well, assuming it doesn’t fuck the rest of us down the road too), but the “tech” industry isn’t just companies churning out the next GPU model or AI scam.


  • That is the name of a baby hippopotamus.

    It got into the news because cute babies.

    But it’s stayed in the news mainly because people are assholes.

    See, babies sleep a lot. Sleeping is not something zoo goers are excited about on average (me, I would just melt and think it was extra cute).

    So, you get assholes going to that zoo and trying to make the baby hippo be entertaining.

    Which is, imo, peak asshole. Intentionally waking a baby anything should be punished by being tied to a chair and forced to hear Yoko Ono sing for a week straight. In person would be best, but recorded is acceptable.

    That’s it. Cute baby animal + asshole humans = news.

    For your entertainment, The baby hippo made an appearance on SNL





  • Yup. Totally real. It’s all essentially public information to begin with. You have to have an address for taxes, and deeds need names on them. So there’s a certain degree of information that’s going to be available to pretty much everyone, if they go looking.

    Phone books were useful at one point, though less so for individuals. They’re still useful for local businesses.


  • I love the reference :)

    But, since this is a bit of a writing prompt rather than something that can be answered factually, allow me some self indulgence to cook something up. I don’t plan to edit it beyond spelling and typos, it’ll be freeform.

    Back in the primordial nothing, so dark and empty that darkness was scared of that dark, non-existence was boring.

    The formless void took a good look at itself in the mirror that was it’s own non existent backside in what may be the greatest act of solipsism in history, and said “I need a friend”.

    This thought echoed throughout itself, and a ripple failed to spread through the nothingness by turning it into something that could ripple. Thus was regular darkness born.

    Darkness and nothingness looked at each other. There was nothing to see, so they decided to grope each other instead. This led, as often is the case, to a lot of disappointment and some degree of carnal juices splattering.

    Those juices took root, growing in the dark and the void, binding them together for eternity. The fruit of those twining vines of dark matter jizz created matter.

    And, as you know, matter matters. Matter seeks other matter, and the vine flowered. It pollinated itself, creating an infinite array of fruit. Those fruit were what we might call gods. Forces like gravity, electricity, nuclear interactions, essences of the things that would later become storm and sun and moon and furtive masturbation under a blanket so your mom can’t catch you, all the things we eventually worshiped.

    Those original fruits were as incestuous as their forebears, banging off of each other until the first light arose from the darkness that birthed all.

    Then they looked at themselves and realized they needed a bloody bath because you can’t spend infinite moments of non-time fornicating without getting a little messy.

    Thus, they decided to organize the previously idle matter into clouds and juggle them until the bits stuck together.

    Stars were born. Stars exploded and reformed into more stars, and planets.

    All those explosions generated the kind of places where oceans could form.

    By that time, the early gods had kept fornicating until there were more gods than any universe needs, and they were all quite filthy.

    So they went to the various water bearing planets and bathed. And had orgies.

    What they didn’t realize is that all the grime, jizz, and raw creative forces would turn the waters of some worlds into the nastiest, but most fertile soup ever imagined.

    Those little jizz particles clung to each other, forming ever longer chains. Eventually, those chains met other chains and settled down to start families. Those families were the first cellular life forms.

    Everything has been downhill since.