Impressed cat video. Didn’t used to be in english!
Impressed cat video. Didn’t used to be in english!
I second the folks I see talking up Nebula. Great shit on there.
The ones I spend the most time with are probably Fact Fiend, Animalogic, vlogbrothers, Seth Skorkowsky, XP to Level 3, Hello Future Me, Gus Johnson, Reuben Solo, Andrew Rousso, EVNautilus, David Firth, Adam Millard…
Then there’s a bunch that I only watch on Nebula now: Extra Credits/History, Legal Eagle, Nerdwriter, Adam Neely, Philosophy Tube, Innuendo Studios, Tale Foundry, Just Write, Like Stories of Old, Lindsay Ellis, RealLifeLore, TierZoo.
Then there’s this guy who just makes long, quiet videos of him interacting with stray cats. Good, good, gooooooood shit. Changed his name recently.
I can’t tell you how much I love that Denmark has hillbillys who drive hatchbacks and are called fuckin’ Brian as a slur.
Yeah, cut him some slack! Poor guy is an outrage slut. He couldn’t help himself. He probably sprung a raging cocktail wiener as soon as he got through the title.
Ooof, I’m stealing this. This is great. Bravo.
All public library systems are not the same. Some rely on a single source of income like the one in your example but there are many that do not.
I work in a public library. While this is fucked up and crazy, I wouldn’t worry about it too much. Librarians do not fuck around and most libraries have very similar strict and thorough rules for how they take books under review books that are extremely difficult for people to fuck with.
For example, at my library if you want to have a book be reviewed to be possibly taken off the shelf, you have to have read it in its entirety. No exceptions. They will literally quiz you on it.
Ahh, yes, of course. Forgot about that. I graduated 2010 so that wasn’t really on my radar at the time.
Another favorite was “no flat billed hats”. I’m realizing now a lot of it had a very “we don’t want gangs. Well, all rappers are gangsters, let’s watch some hip hop music videos and just rule out everything they wear” vibe.
I wish I could remember the specifics but my high school had an extremely ridiculous dress code policy at one point. Mostly targeting girls, of course, but also had weird shit like “no large/long coats.”
What I do remember perfectly though, is that a friend of mine and I, angrily pouring over the details of the stupid dress code, realized that capes were perfectly fine according to the code as written. So we both got huge capes and that was like a whole year of high school.
I used to do this to everyone, all the goddamned time. Then I got diagnosed with ADHD and I become a lot more self-aware of my behaviors.
I worked so fucking hard to learn ways to get ahead of or sidestep my urges. Now when other people do it around me it irritates me way, way more than it ever did before.
There’s this series of compilation albums called Dark Country, most notable for having a lot of the music from the Rebel Galaxy games. I would not call these good, exactly. But they have a very specific vibe and they all do that vibe extremely well. It’s not what I normally listen to by a long shot, but I keep coming back to them. They’re gritty, dark, cheesy, catchy, and fun.
I’m glad I’m not the only person thinking about this. I had no idea about the Saudis owning Twitter like that. All decisions made by the rich are for MoneyTM. Usually it’s MoneyTM in either the form of growth (profit, short term) or investment (power, stability, long term). Some of spezs actions are easily explained by MoneyTM when you take into account LLMs mining reddit. But that does not explain being so insanely hardline with their API. There was absolutely a resolution to that that was profitable and didn’t continue giving away “their” information for free. This is where I think a 3rd MoneyTM comes into play: existential investments. These are actions they take to ensure the other two forms of MoneyTM continue to function the way they want them to. Such as tanking the two most significant online tools for organizing collective action against them.
I was in 3 car accidents over the course of three years, all of which the car I was in was totaled.
The worst of the three was one of those secondary, peak rush-hour accidents. I was on a two lane freeway (two lanes one direction, two lanes the other with a cement divider in the middle) around rush-hour with a pretty heavy amount of traffic but moving fast. I was going between 60 and 70 and in a really good mood. I’d just spent the whole day making music with one of my best friends with crazy vintage equipment and I was on my way to play a show that night. I was daydreaming and looked away from the road for a second, looked back and saw break lights. So I tapped my breaks, but then in a split second I realized those break lights were coming super fast. I did the exact wrong thing and slammed on my breaks. I don’t know exactly what happened, but I was hit from both the front and the back. I was driving a tiny two seater from the early 90s, not exactly the safest car. I felt around myself and I seems to be all in one piece. No pain anywhere. Iwas able to squeeze my way up out of the car, bewildered. I didn’t seem to have any injuries at all. The car looked like a crushed tin can. I went to the hospital just in case and it’s a good thing I did because as the shock wore off I discovered I had a bruised rib that was making it very hard to breathe. But that was my only injury. They gave me painkillers and sent me on my way.
I spent the next year in a fog of painkillers and existential despair and confusion. To this day I have trouble driving and I frequently question whether I’m actually alive or living out a dream in the dying seconds of my mind.