hyperfoxation

paul thomas anderson looked me dead in the eyes half an hour into OBAA and said "fox; keep drinking the beers. keep smoking the joints" and who the fuck am I to argue

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we're making flight mechs hooked into our nervous systems that shoot fucking demonic eye fireballs at mach 3 and you have the gall to tell me the world isn't anime as fuck

exceptionally funny that the first air-to-air kill for the AIM-9 Sidewinder missile was scored against an opponent that didn't even know the assailant _had_ missiles and was under the impression they were out of range of guns

some nominative determinism there

it's the ghost in the machine talking to the monkey in the man, and brother, it's startin' to rain

so; if you make a machine that can reliably induce these positive feelings of abstracted social reaction, you can make someone fall in love with an abstract formless algorithm about as reliably as someone can on online dating apps, except they're hyperreal and not subject to the same limitations

because we've abstracted social relations to digital interactions, and because the brain is adaptive and clever, we've together hypnotised monkey brain into accepting positive feelings from internet interactions (often) in place of normal human social signs

sitting around, tapping bit on screen and feeling vibration aspect of life; they're used to you looking mans in the eye and also looking at their posture and their demeanour and thinking about your social ties with them and how they smell to understand whether you gotta run a mile or hug it out

communication, friendship and companionship has been completely abstracted since fucking usenet started. however, only recently has that been the _default_ state of human interaction, for most people, most of the time.
our like, social functioning monkey brains, they don't really get this whole

what's happening here is _postmodernism_
or I guess, more accurately, Baudrillardian simulacras coming back to bite us in the ass, combined with the weird evolutionary neural soup we entirely rely upon to function.
"fox, are you on drugs"
yes; but hear me out

the omens on the wind are telling me that I need to have a more nuanced thought about people getting into relationships with chatbots than I've yet read, and I think I've successfully concocted something that will annoy both sides of the argument, which is all anyone can ask for:

look, liberals, I think it's time you drop the hypocrisy angle for MAGA clowns. it's been decades, it makes no difference, you need to start to understand that they just don't care.

they don't feel hypocritical, because they genuinely don't believe people are entitled to equal treatment.

me too, buddy.

a screenshot from the game Total War: Warhammer III featuring a Khorne faction Legendary Lord called Skarbrand the Exiled he has tiny little eyes, no nose, and a really wide mouth that could feasibly be going 'eeee' but is more likely going *incomprehensible demon grunting*

it's incredible how adorable they made skarbrand in his character portrait

lookit 'im, he's just a lil (20ft tall) guy (demon responsible for uncountable billions of gory and horrific deaths since the dawn of time)

#totalwar #warhammerfantasy

what's gonna be your unreasonable funeral request that you won't live to see fulfilled but secretly hope for anyway?

mine is that a group of four people will play The Last Post on kazoos as they turn on the Body Reduction Achiever X4 or whatever they got going on in the 2070s

since yuval noah harari's sapiens nothing has been so agressively pushed at me via sidebar suggestions as the new idles tune

rogue trader tooltip <spoiler>:

you may live to regret trying to gaslight the holy apparition of the ommnisiah's will into loving the emperor

in capitalist west you must pay someone to help you do introspection, because you are individual

[Logic: 20] Pick the option because wrath-badger sounds incredible

my new electropop outfit "squid cynicism" with our new single "liberal games"

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fuck it
Steins;Gate mode engaged
we're going back for her

_whoops_

anyway, I hear all of my planets are receiving The Consequences of My Actions and I should probably go try and sort that out

my god
I've scuffed this playthrough so bad lmao
how did I lose her
my navigator bae
:(

[Dialogue Text from the Warhammer 40,000: Rogue Trader CRPG] "The world suddently loses strength and certainty, everything around you looks like a decoration and a sham. Horror constricts your chest."

yes yes rogue trader we've all diassociated before

[Rogue Trader Spoilers]

i did not want to go to kink hell

every now and again, despite my constant devestating use of the ability, I forget the fact that Cassia is walking around with a fucking nuclear weapon attached to her head that could go off if she like sneezes wrong or chokes on some food or whatever

bro they have a log report about how a typo in the planetary object records ID means a guy has to pay 3,000 years of back taxes in 50 years or have his entire planet turned into human printers

do you think the tensions between democracy and human intellectual laziness can ever be squared?

i love bureaucracy
so much so that I can spell it without looking it up now
#roguetrader #40k

I fucking love this game, man