

I dont know how much I’d be able to actually do, but I could whore bitcoin hard and use the money charitably.


I dont know how much I’d be able to actually do, but I could whore bitcoin hard and use the money charitably.


Home Alone at least is set at Xmas. Town centres are always way busier then as everyone rushes to buy stuff.


I wasn’t considering music or TV, but you’ve just tickled what I thought OP was talking about. With social media taking off a lot of our culture is online now.
We had a lot of fun sharing jokes and songs and parodies of things etc on YouTube. This gave way to mini-cults as people started getting popular, and started sponsored content. Somewhere along the way people stopped doing it for fun, and it started being “game the system by any means necessary to make it big enough to sell shit”.
Its hard to put into exact words my issue, but it makes my soul ache.
Its not that crass commercialisation is dominating music, because that’s been the case longer than ive been alive. It just feels like its reached too far. Its in too much of what we do. Maybe its just this generation that will feel this way. The “old folks” are pretty much out of the game and dont understand this newfangled Internet thing, and the kids are growing up in this world and itll just be normal.
The next thing is “ignore it, get offline, touch grass, go to your local bar and meet real people” but even that is tainted now. People you meet have strong opinions that have been planted in them by targeted bots on the Internet. Theres big signs placed all over the walls “FIND US ON SOCIAL MEDIA” because you need an Internet presence for your business to survive, which means they need to be mindful of what they present themselves as to appease the algorithm, and suddenly they’re not real places for real people, they’re another extension of this near-singular will.
Its too big a concept for me to put into words, and i might be overstating it or missing a core concept, but it scares a tiny bit of me a whole lot.


For this, just adjust your expectations of what success is. Take it one day at a time.
Is there anything so specific the Internet wont provide?
Try to make the world a better place for my having existed. I’m not doing too well, but I’m trying.
Me and my mates would get on the train together on online, put max bounties on each other and try to take on the entire lobby.


They’d be as well carrying on. Its in a pretty unique position as being a game that people are talking about before its even finished, which is pretty uncommon for most titles, and can be “the game they tried to ban” which did wonders for Manhunt, GTA and Postal.


This is probably it. In my door I have to close it with some force unless a window is open then its big boom time.


My point was more “if we cant even prove that each other are sentient, how can we possibly prove that a computer cant be?”.


In that case its not being thrown out simply because its not usb c, its being thrown out because they lost/damaged/donthaveforwhateverreason the actual power supply.
Ive got a whole range of useless electric stuff that I don’t have the power supply for but cant bring myself to throw away


Can you prove it to anyone?


Also even if it does experience and feel and has awareness and all that jazz, why do I want that? The I that is me is still going to face The Reaper, which is the only real reason to want immortality.


I dont think we can currently prove that anyone other than ourselves are even conscious. As far as I know I’m the only one. The people around me look and act and appear conscious, but I’ll never know.


I dont want to be that guy, but the magic wand in photoshop has also lowered the skill. Its skills fade all the way to the top, yet we keep getting better results.
Also why the hell is this a thing? Those ads are showing gameplay, it would be so much easier to make that game and then take a video of it for the advert than to just make an animation of it. So in my mind the game exists. Why is it just Mafia Wars reskinned every fucking time?
I used to, back in the days of cheat codes, because they were fun.
The only real way to cheat now is to hack the game. This will mean doing shit loads of homework to learn how to do it myself, or pay for some dodgy software that may or may not contain a virus to download all my nudes and blackmail me for bitcoin while my account gets terminated for cheating so I could win a couple games on COD.
I do not any more.
I still stand by my original statement, but hot damn I hadn’t considered that when making it.
What a chief.
He looks less handsome from this angle
I’m a long way from fully versed in the intricate power plays involved here etc etc, but I’m amazed Russia didnt roll over them, and I’m pretty appalled that the world didnt rally behind Ukraine.