They think they’re being edgy.

Good. Admitting you have a problem is the first step to recovery.

You don’t HAVE to be bigoted trash. It IS possible to learn empathy for your fellow man, to understand that a person’s sexuality does not make them more or less of a person. It IS possible to change your ways. It IS possible to make the changes within yourself… the changes that you need to make in order to prevent a sad future where your own children disown you for being a shitheel goon. It is possible to be, you know… a good person.

But I also get the feeling that you are too obsessed with the smell of your own farts to have any real understanding of how dumb you sound. Who cares if no one else wants to smell your wafting shit odor? You’re perfectly happy simmering in your own idiot stink.

It’s not too late. You don’t have to be on the wrong side of history.

That was the point.

That’s actually a great movie, and it’s probably one of my most watched DVDs.

It’s some of the best early mo-cap cgi in cinema history. Photorealistic without diving into the uncanny valley.

And storyline is very engaging. It hits poignant notes about pacifism, environmentalism and reincarnation without coming off as preachy or condescending.

In the theater? Boogie Nights.

My friend and I didn’t know a goddamn thing about Paul Thomas Anderson when we went to the premiere. All we knew was that Heather Graham got naked in this movie about porn stars. We’d both had massive crushes on Heather ever since License to Drive… A crush which was only strengthened by her appearance in Swingers.

It turned out that the great nudity was only a bonus to what ended up being an amazing film with brilliant performances from everyone… INCLUDING Marky Mark. My friend and I ended up going to see Boogie Nights on the big screen close to 20 times. It helped that I had just gotten a job as an usher at a theater when the movie got it’s second run, so we could see it for free. It also became a point of local pride since PTA was North East Ohio television royalty, and my friend and I wanted to follow in his footsteps

They’ll do their own research and make their own well informed, reasonable conclu…

Sorry, I can’t keep that bullshit up.

Most groups will move their goalposts as far as they need to in order to make the new reality fit their narrative. They won’t actually change their minds about anything here on earth.

Other groups will start attacking the sources of the new information. The weaker will simply question the facts, like they did during the pandemic. There will also probably be a more militant arm, physically attacking telescopes and sources of extraterrestrial information like Gary Busey’s son did in Contact.

A few will embrace the knowledge that there is intelligent life outside our planet… and immediately start preparing missionary trips to spread the word of their upcoming redemption like some kind of latter day Prior of the Ori.

A very small group will see this as the truth it is… that their accepted view of reality isn’t correct, that maybe they should rethink things.

In short, we can absolutely depend on the religious to ruin things for everyone else, just like always.

But seriously, we should also be hopeful that whatever intelligent life we may possibly discover doesn’t have their own problems with religion… because that will not end well for anyone.

You’re not wrong.

it’s not earth that’s the trouble, it’s the people that live on it.

Good bot.

We really are just the universe experiencing itself subjectively.

So much of the dialog is Deadwood is absolutely brilliant, but one scene really stuck with me.

“Pain or damage don’t end the world, or despair or fuckin’ beatin’s. The world ends when you’re dead. Until then, you got more punishment in store. Stand it like a man — and give some back.”

Ian McShane deserved an Emmy for his work as Al Swearengen. That slow stare at the end of the scene alway kills me. I know it’s supposed to be a drama, but they really go for some laughs.

I can’t wait to be one of the “I was part of the great Reddit migration” dudes when this lemmy stuff inevitably goes tits up in 15 years.

Real Shittymorph or not, the very fact that someone is trying makes me believe that everything will be okay.

Yeah, no. There’s no complex or embarrassment here. I really don’t give a shit what anyone else thinks about my pale weird legs. It’s just personal preference. I’ve never been much for short pants.

But I absolutely, unironically appreciate your word salad at the end there. Masterful writing.

I agree with your overall sentiment, but I’m good keeping my ugly knees and hairy legs covered.

Would it help to start liking/subscribing to videos that specifically debunk those kinds of conspiracy videos? Or, at the very least, demonstrate rational concepts and critical thinking?

It doesn’t help that a sizable subset of Americans will bitch and moan at any efforts to reduce the reliance on things like disposable plastic forks, plastic straws or plastic shopping bags because it’s “woke”.

For chrissake, remember when they sold Trump branded plastic straws?