why do we need remasters before the next installment of a game?
between super mario 64 and super mario world we got super mario rpg. nowadays we have to wait until 12 of our daughters get married to play a new title in the series when we started playing the game in elementary school.
would it have really killed the gta/fallout franchise owners to spend a few bucks to create a half-assed in between title? they would have generated massive income even if those games sucked.
I’m tired of having to learn new things/words just to have some function in society.
How about this: smashilization.
It’s for when I hulk out over annoying bullshit that no dog would put up with but humans are supposed to put with just because some rich person said we have to even though they wouldn’t be able to put with it for more than 30 minutes without crying.
nothing to brag about.
being horny is a boomer thing.
i guess that explains the lack of sex and passion in media.
i wonder what the cultural vibe is in countries that view art with reverence.
people in america aren’t looking at the bigger picture–this country has NEVER cared about art or artists.
is jazz on pop radio? does your average american give a shit about impressionism or even know what the fuck it is?
so, why would they care about the average novelist? does your typical american even fucking read?
I don’t know anything about government since I went to American public schools.
BUT, I’m sure there’s something they could do. It’s weird how conservatives always get what they want whenever they want (and wealthy people) but everything else under the sun is never possible.
How fucking convenient.
That’s either a problem with the system or our representative government and the way it functions within the system.
If the well runs dry, do you die of thirst or find another source of water? The American way seems to be that you’re supposed to just sit and die of thirst with quiet dignity instead of walking to the stream a mile over to take a drink because it’s owned by Joe Blow. Joe Blow’s power over that land rests on the American government but they’re all like ‘sorry guys we didn’t get enough votes to let you take a sip!’
But then they’ll give Joe Blow power to take over every over stream in the county and then unanimously tell you to vote harder the next election in 2 years, and maybe then you’ll get a jug.
that’s not true. they may keep an extra front-end employee on hand to ensure they have enough employees to cover cart retrieval.
these days, supermarkets chug along with a bare-bones staff compared to 20 years ago.
back then it would have been unheard of to make any customer wait in line for more than a few minutes , but now it’s the norm.
give it 5-10 years, and it’ll be customary for customers to return their carts unless they want the parking lot to be a postapocalyptic free for all.
and the scary thing is that people will just accept and adapt based on the tropes of american culture… discourse will change from this argument to ‘if you didn’t want your car to be dinged then you shoulda returned all the carts within 2 miles.’
gen-z and alpha don’t know anything about computers.
frankly, i have no idea how anything is even maintained. it’s probably on the backs of millions of first and second-gen immigrants.
some of these dumbasses i work with can’t even navigate basic windows features–and these are college bound young adults.
by this point most people in america probably don’t remember taxi cabs. they would often be dirty and driven by a disheveled wildman. these drivers answered to no one other than their dispatcher who gave just as little of a fuck.
do you have a problem with the driver? did he smell bad, did he talk too much, did he blast a master P song at full volume for the entire ride despite your objections?
tough shit.
uber was built in response to this. it was not only based on these occasional bad experiences, but to ensure that every working class person was on their best behavior when in the presence of their betters. it was never about a service or bettering anything, other than sparing the better-off from mild inconvenience.
that’s what ‘i love boosters’ should have been about. it should have been an homage to ‘you’ve got mail’ and ‘shop around the corner.’
the plot would center on two individuals who boost kias. in real life they’re rivals because they often try and target the same car, but on social media they constantly agree with each other and upvote each others posts.
they could form a union before they even realize this fact and it’s figured out when they both snoop on each others phone and check their socials.
there’s so much room in this plot for parody, satire and social commentary.
sharks play into man’s fear of nature, and regardless of the reality of shark attacks, the plot is going to seem reasonable. man can’t control nature. oohhh, scary.
a killer car film is generally going to require some supernatural element and then be accused of being ‘schlocky’ or ‘so bad it’s good,’ like in this thread. if you’re killed by a car, most people would consider it someone’s fault–either the pedestrian or one of the drivers, and an 80 year old with poor eyesight doesn’t make for a good horror film.
i guess you could make some silly a24 ‘arthouse’ film called ‘the passenger.’ it would be about a sane passenger in a car driven by an increasingly reckless driver that builds up to a life-altering crash. it could answer questions about ‘why didn’t they just ask to be let out?’
the real story is this: “Families with higher education levels. Those with a respondent or spouse/partner with a graduate degree had family net wealth of about $947,400.”
but if you put that in the title of an article or a social media post it doesn’t piss off poor whites.
it should anyway, since those people often contribute less to society than the local garbageman.
new murphy’s law–if they’re old enough to have an opinion, they’re old enough to fuck.
what is this even trying to say? that people who kayak or canoe have illusions of grandeur? understood. even stating that childhood dreams are crushed by capitalism is trite.
i wanted to be a beautiful woman who was a covergirl on an issue of sassy magazine and look where that got me. i’m just another 40 year old man who wears pink dresses when they’re shitposting on lemmy because they got banned from reddit for telling someone on their local board that they were ‘a delusional gentrifying yuppie.’
join the fucking club on being disillusioned.
of course you don’t.
it’s just illustrating why math is useless beyond the basics. this is something that every 6th grader figures out on their own but is then lectured by math nerds on how wrong they are. the same sorts of people who insist that we’ll leave the solar system sometime in the next 34093840348 years because of math.
the same people who design doors on a tesla that can’t be opened in normal circumstances and roast passengers in raging infernos.
that’s all math, and none of it it funny unless you’re laughing at math.
it doesn’t say what the people need the money for.
if both of them need the cash to pay the IRS delinquent taxes i’d say the girlfriend takes precedence if you’re in a committed relationship. if the bro needs the money for a righteous cause and the girl needs the money for consumerism, then the bro wins out.
that’s a bad punchline that’s against community spirit. you don’t have to be a communist to help people in need, and lack of empathy/compassion should be discouraged in a healthy society. jesus fucking christ.
had to look at the thread for clues to what this means and it’s still not funny. women can just exist and excel at anything and everything. here’s a better joke: what’s funny and successful and desirable despite being none of those things.
punchline: a person with a vagina.
not misogynistic, just gay and realistic.
if you take away their wealth what have most of these celeb billionaires accomplished? zuck created a website that got popular that wasn’t even the first of its kind. it was just popular…
and if it disappeared tomorrow i wouldn’t give two fucks. humanity survived for thousands of years without facebook and instagram and it hasn’t been a benefit to society. it didn’t solve a problem that needed to be solved–we already had myspace and photobucket and the local classified ads.
why are we treating rich people like celebrities just for being rich, especially ones who don’t impact your life in any positive way? that’s the real issue.
i never knew who the CEO or creator of gillette was even though i shave my face every day. that guy deserves more recognition.
everyone is braindead. it’s by design.
if you’re even reading this, you’re in the top 10% of american minds, and you probably skim the post for sensationalist and/or opinion affirming details.
i’m a painter who doesn’t paint. i’m a writer who doesn’t write.
what do you actually do, says the skeptic.
i’m a prompt artisan, says the creator of this ‘art.’
so, you just type text into a box?
yes.
but when i type artist into google it spits me back this definition: "a person who creates art, such as painting, writing, music, or sculpture, using conscious skill and creative imagination.’ you aren’t creating anything–the AI is the creator. at best, you’re just influencing what they create with words.
whatever.
so, if i fuck an artist and tell him that his song would be better in B minor, then i’m a creator?
whatever.