Oh man, y’all are in for an extremely 2014 riff on the entire movie.
Am I Gay? A journey of self-discovery with Shang.
There was a version with each image separate but Imgur deleted it because Imgur is a hollow shell of itself after whoring out yet another community for money in a naked act of stage-two enshittification.
Practicing the forbidden art of nex-mex.
Do this for Proust and you’ll obstruct traffic.
Reality is a team sport, to some people.
All the more reason to go anywhere else.
When a platform thinks it owns you, leave.
Stop reducing things to ‘you just don’t like it.’ God fucking dammit. Reasons matter!
… does Elon know Zane Lofton isn’t real?
What the fuck did Elon buy, at this point?
He fired the employees.
He threw out the code.
He yanked plugs on the physical servers.
He forgot to pay for the virtual servers.
He started rent protest for the office space.
He deleted the brand the way Malcolm X deleted his surname.
If he’d just started a Twitter competitor, with blackjack and doxxing, the only difference would be that Twitter was a bit quieter.
If he’d bought Twitter, the hellsite, and then burned it to the ground as a weird flex, the only difference would be slightly more people using Mastodon.
And in both cases nobody would know he’s a complete crybaby. We’d just harbor strong suspicions.
I know you know, but I have to point out: their public relations is literally a poop emoji. Which is possibly the most juvenile proof imaginable for the failure of Elmo’s delusions of adequacy. He just has a lot of money.
Twitter, Facebook, Blackwater.
Ain’t playing these games.
Again: cracked window gets the job done. Letting hot air out is not witchcraft. The issue is the part where water also goes in.
And in places where winter exists, keeping the let-heat-out mechanism shut when the car is in use.
Floridian here - why is there no general solution for keeping interior temperature close to exterior temperature? It’s dissipating a potential difference. No added energy is required.
I’m not expecting the car to be frosty after six hours of subtropical sunlight, but could it please be closer to when I leave a window cracked? Ideally without having to worry about draining the footwell if it pours for five minutes?
Jesus Christ, the usability nightmare of this website is worse than the goofy animated GIF they think is an exaggeration.
www.wired.com##.sticky-box to get rid of the autoplaying video go fuck yourselves, www.wired.com##.journey-unit__container to get rid of the assorted gigantic flyover bullshit.
I wish it was that low.
Do y’all know your phone has a browser?
90s parody movies lean way too hard into deconstruction, and aren’t very good at it. They’re trying to say “here’s how that would really go” but lack the patience to be clever. E.g. Scary Movie 3 having a character square off against the scary girl from The Ring. That’s not a fully-formed joke. That’s a three-second cutaway gag in Family Guy.
The clearest line between deconstruction and reconstruction might be Neon Genesis Evangelion versus Tengen Toppa Gurren Lagann.
Eva takes the cynicism and plausible physics of real-robot shows like Mobile Suit Gundam, and applies them to children piloting skyscraper-sized combat vehicles in monster-of-the-week battles. It doesn’t kill off characters left and right, and the action is rarely gory or played for shock value, but there’s a level of emotional violence that is unmatched outside of surrealism. It has an audience-insert protagonist specifically to go “this is you, and that is bad.” The last few episodes are infamously a sharp left turn into abstract philosophy and, like… giving characters therapy. On some level Neon Genesis Evangelion is a mecha anime series that actively despises its audience for enjoying mecha anime.
Gurren went “yeah that’s nice” and wrote a love letter to joyously stupid mecha anime. The universe literally runs on whatever sounds awesome. It is unselfconsciously goofy in a way that wraps back around to being cool as fuck. Now: it’s not unaware of criticism. It was made by the same studio as Evangelion. But the key figures would eventually split off into Studio Trigger, whose output is primarily reconstructions - shows rooted in asking “how would this insane premise really work?” and then building a fun story within that universe.
Scream is the perfect answer. It was a response to the waning 80s slasher boom, making it all more real, more visceral, and more of a threat to the savvy audience, while still being funny as hell. Comedy and horror go beautifully together. There’s a shared tension with the unknown.
Extroverts and morning people have no idea there’s anything else.