i’m a turtle
There are so many different kinds of intelligence, and pattern recognition is but only one. I’m sure that you’re intelligent in ways he can never aspire to be. That’s the thing about humans: alone, we’re pretty useless, but together, we contribute our different skills to make societies of wonder and magnificence.
Ridge Racer Type 4 isn’t here?
Boo.
Well, if nothing else, it’s on my Steam Deck too, and the decks seem to make the game more accessible to people who don’t have an eight-hundred dollar bill lying around.
It’s my wife’s favorite game. She has a small shrine to it in her library!
I see Rule of Rose, I upvote.
This is exactly the political description described in Ann Palmer’s “Terra Ignota.” Government by consent, irrespective of geography. People would join with up to one Hive – some embodied idealist motherly traits like the Cousins, others were strictly about the nationstates of old, like the European Union. It’s four volumes, but is an interesting tale of 25th century political science.
Yup. We’re producing the goods, we need the goods, why the hell are we doing this with shareholders and money?
Oh right, cause human time is limited and automation isn’t good enough.
The invention of money was a blight on our society. Abolishing it immediately is the first step to proper environmental recovery.
What the systems of getting people their food, supplies would look like, I don’t know, but having corporations hoarding wealth and polluting everything needs to stop.
The creator of this game has a habit of attacking people as “brain damaged.”
Don’t buy his works.
I mean, Downfall is right there.
You called someone brain-damaged.
I’m not buying your game, specifically because you did that.
Disco Elysium has helped polish my English, and using those character concepts seems to help facilitate various lines of thought. Plus, since they’re now fairly well-known, I can use them as a short-hand for categories of feelings.
Honestly everyone needs therapy, but when you’re trans, you just *know*. You know deep down in your shivers, in your half-light. You know in a way that cis people can articulate in language, but will never truly be able to feel, to understand, to appreciate, to resonate.
I’ve got my stuff in Japanese. Just trying my best to keep it sharp and not let English kick it out of my brain (which it is aggressively trying to do.)
Visibly queer minority here! I’m probably gonna go to jail sometime in the next year for being trans in public. Until I do though, I’ve been lobbying state congress about some of the bills on the docket.
なぜ。なぜあたしの心を壊れてあげるの？
(Or alternatively, I didn’t know you sing for Monkey Majik!)
Japanese and English flow from one sentence to the next. It’s pretty good.
I’ve been told they’re Spanish?
I didn’t grow up in a place where Christianity was the norm, so nope, never baptized. I’ll just pirate some Jesus, that’s what he’d want.
Man, I already don’t do verbs at people. I’m posting this to a website though, and that doesn’t involve people, but if you choose to read it, then I’m delighted. If we have that layer of internet abstraction, then we can do whatever we want?
I’m gonna go outside and touch some grass.