And then, in the case of it explaining how to counterfeit money, the AI gets so excited about solving the puzzle, it immediately disregards everything else and shouts the word in all-caps just like a real idiot would. It’s so lifelike…
I’d really like to know what it’s like to be normal. Like, to be able to look and my life and say, “wow! I’m a perfectly functional, capable adult with a stable life. That’s great.”
Mostly, I guess I mean having a neurotypical brain, but I don’t know if that’s a hard requirement. I’d like to be able to socialize properly. I’d like to be able to go out and engage with people without my social battery being dead within 10 minutes, or without my anxiety of other people scaring me off from the thought of interacting with a stranger altogether.
I’d like to live somewhere with things to do and a way to easily access those things. I’d like to live somewhere where I’m not terrified to go outside, because it would mean having to risk my life behind the wheel of a car, or pay a ton of money I don’t have for a stranger to drive me where I want to go. I’d like to be able to fearlessly walk out my door and explore the world around me instead of hiding from it.
I’d like to know how to be able to do the things you’re supposed to do to have a full, well-adjusted life. I’d like to be able to live that life without having to combat a mountain of anxiety before every meeting or appointment. Logically, I know things will be fine, but when every other part of my brain screams that everything will go catastrophically wrong, it’s hard to ignore. I’d like to not shake, or be nauseous, or feel like I’m gonna shit my guts out before every little thing I have to do that isn’t sitting at home. I’d like to just be able to go do those things, and not worry about it.
I don’t know. There’s probably more, but these are what I can think of for right now.
When I was a kid, all the way up to when I was a young adult, I used to adore being quirky and unique. It was my identity, and I loved it about myself. I just wasn’t tired yet.
I turn 33 next month, and, honestly, all I want is to be normal.
Love the little exclamation point at the end. We did it, guys! 🎉🥳 🎊🕺
Do nothing, since an infinite number of people implies an inconceivable population overgrowth, so the best possible good for humanity is to cull the population.
Heck, you could probably go out and genocide the rest of the population that isn’t tied to the track and still not suffer any real loss. Then, you face the last true enemy: the bloodsoaked beast responsible for the deaths of untold billions- yourself.
Once you’ve slain that last creature, all of humanity that still remains will be those tied to the railroad track. The only living people will spend their entire lives knowing nothing but the track and the trolley, and the imposing fear that one day, they, too, shall be crushed under its wheels like those before them.
The only life remaining for the human race is now one of terror and eventual slaughter. There are no good outcomes to this conundrum. There are only the uncaring wheels of the trolley.
It’s just how things rotate out. Gen X had it, Millenials had it, now it’s Gen Z’s turn. It gets views from older generations who want any excuse to look down on those who’ve come after, and the generation in-question when they see the headline and think “what? Who the fuck is doing that? What are they talking about?”
Get ready for it to go on through the next decade or so.
(That said, it is horseshit, and “that’s how it’s always been” is no excuse to let things continue like that. I wouldn’t mind seeing an end put to it, myself)
Always nice to know people are looking out for us, right?
Essentially telling a madman with hostages “yeah, do it, pussy. Bet you won’t,” just to see him reap the consequences, but conveniently forgetting state-wide consequences don’t only affect the people you want them to affect.
Here’s hoping it just turns out like the last time these jerkoffs talked about secession. Maybe, if we’re lucky, we can finally get rid of Abbott. If we’re really lucky, maybe his replacement won’t be as psychotic, either!
As a Texan who wants nothing to do with these absolute fucking morons, but whose life is directly impacted by their asinine whims: please don’t encourage them. I can’t afford to leave yet.
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That, combined with the number of times I’ve seen a mobile game ad try to open my browser (without the phone even being in my hands, so I didn’t touch shit), makes me genuinely wonder how bad it can possibly get before any authority steps up and holds Google accountable.
…If any authority ever holds them accountable, of course.
Hmm…you may be right. I’ll get my Hispanic friend to run it and see if he gets the same result.
Pro Life until birth.
It’s more fun when they can run and plead for those lives, I guess.
Maybe the mods can restrict it to, like…Windows Wednesday or something.
One day a week, everyone can post about leaving Windows, why Windows sucks, why Windows is gonna fail in 2024, maybe post a picture of their monitor saying “Now Uninstalling Windows,” all the good shit we’ve seen a hundred times by now.
Then, we can all get the hell on with our lives until next week.
Not only that, but if you have no choice but to buy a car with internet connectivity, these are supposed to be the kind of bells and whistles they give to at least make it SEEM like you’re not being completely taken advantage of. It’s like a double-dip. “We’re giving your car connectivity so we can sell your telemetry, AND we get to charge you for all the useful features, too!”
If it costs SO much to maintain these services, cool. I’d be happy to save the poor little car manufacturers money by buying a model that uses no connectivity whatsoever. But, for some reason, they don’t seem to want to offer that. Gee, I wonder why.
Demand more out of them, because they’ll always be looking to get more out of you.
Ah, yes. I like to call it “my social life” for short.
Can anyone knowledgeable tell me if those big horns in the front go ‘awooga’? It’s important.
Wow, epic! I rate this comment 5/7 with rice! You’ve won the internet for today, my friend! I’ll pet my heckin chonky pupperino in your honor! You’re breathtaking!
This is better than that time my arms were broken and my mom took care of me (don’t worry, we’re not from Alabama! LOL 😂)
Testicle bag extend