So what do we do when smart TVs force us to connect to the Internet, and refuse to work until we do?

This is exhausting. We’re speeding towards a horrible, privacy-less future.

Now I want them to come out with a “Trump Against Humanity” expansion pack.

“Yes, you just lied to me, but by all means, here’s my sensitive payment information.”

Yep. Don’t let them get away with pinning everything on Trump. The rest of the GOP is just as complicit.

David is prime Bossfight material.

Me, except for the parts about being focused, calm, and ready for anything that the world throws at me.

Their recommendations are always a bit shit anyway, so I’m not too bothered about this on a personal level.

I mean, that’s just your opinion, man.

Next up: “60 is the new 50!”

The Internet used to feel so vast and unpredictable. It was if there was always something genuinely new to discover, if you just stumbled onto it. Now it’s just “Oh shit, I have to sort through a bunch of crappy blogs and memes in the hopes of finding an interesting comment.”

My Cousin Vinny

Excellent! Chucky’s my favourite player. Can’t wait to check out his games!

Never going to pass under the current climate. I’m hoping for a blue wave in 2024, but preparing for the worst.

The major software companies will decide your fate.

Now we know where George Lucas got the inspiration for Yarael Poof.

That would be hilarious! Even better if it redirected to a Lemmy instance.

Reminds me of a quote from Suits, something along the lines of “I’m not blackmailing you, I’m extorting you.”

The miniseries on Twitter’s collapse is going to be epic.

And they’re dragging us all down with them. That’s the most pissing part.

Not nearly as grotesque as it could (should) have been.