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Joined 1 year ago
Cake day: June 26th, 2023


  • I personally just said last week that I believed only Biden was capable of beating Trump, so I’m feeling pretty sick right now. God, I hope I’m wrong.

    We haaaaaavvvvvve to see this example and set a damn age limit for people to hold such high positions in our country. Old dude may have very well just sent us down an irreversible and utterly destructive path by seeking the office in the first place.

    I know Bernie Sanders is old too, but damn I wish he had won the nomination. We wouldn’t be in this crisis right now. Still though, it’s a gamble electing people who are already waist deep in their grave.


    What a strange and historic month this has been. We’re all living in a very big moment in history right now, just, all the way around.

  • All guys. Everyone. I made that clear. I’d be immortal. The resources I collect would actually matter then. How much success I have would matter then. I’d get to keep it, because I wouldn’t jusy turn around and die after playing the social vampire game to get it.

    I don’t hate you. I made my position pretty clear. We aren’t immortal and I’m not gonna be out here in a constant battle for success or resources just to collect it and die.

  • It isn’t in me to play that game. I’m not out here pretending success matters in any permanent way. They’re gonna scatter my ashes the same as anyone else’s and I’m not playing the game.

    Now, if I could keep it all for eternity, I’d eat you guys alive to get it. I can’t though, so I’m just gonna ride the rock until I die and help any fellow sufferer I can who feels like I do about it.

    My millionaire uncle is 500 times as miserable as me and he’s on vacation every weekend. I’m not running a race to nowhere.

    But hey, you do you. If success means something to you, who am I to knock it just because I don’t get it? You don’t step on my nuts and I won’t step on yours. That’s how I roll.

  • I mean, you do you. I personally love video games and I’ve loved them all of my life. It’s something I can do with my kids that allows us to connect. I didn’t grow up in a world with access to anything else. There’s no beach trip in a world where your shoes have holes in them and you’re living on brown beans. My mom always found a way to scrounge up an old video game console for us and we’d borrow games from friends who had it better or had stopped playing their older games. Hell, when we stayed in a women’s shelter once for weeks, all the kids who were stuck there got by on the Sega Genesis and the Super Nintendo in the tv room. We were able to bond and make friends in that horrible place with that shared horrible experience because of video games.

    I had adventures that wouldn’t have been available to me without video games. I had fun that wouldn’t have been available to me without video games. It’s hard for me to understand why you feel the way you do, but I guess we’ve had very different experiences and you feel the same way on the opposite side of it.

    My grandmother just passed away, and when I stood there at her casket I remembered very fondly sitting in the floor with her and beating all of the Donkey Kong Country games. She wasn’t physically able to do much and video games brought us together and made us connect and enjoy life together. I remember the weeks leading up to Christmas in 1998 when my mother and I would sneak and open the only present I had under the tree (Zelda, Ocarina of Time) when my dad would go to sleep.

    I’m happy that what you do with your kid makes you happy. I don’t understand why you’ve had such an extreme reaction to what we do though when it really doesn’t matter. People like what they like.

  • Part of me agrees and part of me doesn’t.

    I don’t know a kid who doesn’t have at least a Quest 2. I have four brother in laws aged 11-16 and every time I go over there at least two of them are in the basement rocking the headset. My neighbor is on his every day. My daughter has the Quest 2, full body trackers, and a beefy gaming PC almost exclusively dedicated to VR. The kids are all in, seriously.

    I’m 38. I have a Quest 2 but I also have two toddlers and an infant (in a couple weeks anyway). I haven’t turned my Quest on in about a year. I got pretty heavy into Pavlov for a while, but here’s where the failure comes in for VR being mainstream and widely adopted. I can’t play and watch my children. I have to ask my wife to take on all of the responsibility just so I can play, and I don’t feel good about that so I just don’t play.

    It isn’t the same as something like a Steam Deck. I can put it down and get back into it easily while also keeping an eye on the world around me. I can put my kids on my lap and they can watch me play if they want to. You just can’t do that in VR. It completely disengages you from your surroundings. It isn’t easy to jump in and out of it because you have to be trapped to a dedicated space with your eyes turned off to the world.

    I love VR, but not enough to pull myself entirely out of my life to play. I think most people face that issue.

    It’s a nonissue when you’re a teenager on summer break with no responsibilities. There’s just no room in a busy life for VR.

    I’d like to see it succeed. I’d like to see it come to a point where you can somehow keep your real space visible, if only on a monitor in the corner of a high res display. I love it, I just can’t use it.

  • I haven’t seen it since it first came out when I was just a little angryseal. You fine folks have convinced me that I need to see it again.

    I loved all the video game movies as a kid. Mortal Kombat, Street Fighter, Mario. I loved all the cheesy cartoons too. You guys talk like little kid me missed something here.

    Oh, and for fun because I can’t bring it up without doing it.

    MWORTAL KAWMBAAAAT! Deet deet deet doot doot deet

  • Do you even Sister Act?


    Came back to add a serious element to the comment. I worked at a gas station for years right near a Catholic Church. I knew all of the nuns, and I can’t speak on the tradition everywhere, but I never seen them wearing their nun gear.

    I wouldn’t have even known they were nuns if I wasn’t told. The one I got tight with had a short haircut and wore blue jeans and flannel. I always assumed she worked on a farm somewhere nearby or something until she told me she was a nun. My family was struggling and I was talking to a friend about coming up with the money for my electric bill. She overheard me and asked me to stop by her church and fill out a form. She told me she was a nun when I met her at the church.