Captain Aggravated, captain_aggravated@sh.itjust.works

Okay, I could get in my car, spend $3 in gas driving to and back from a theater, $30 on a ticket, $40 on popcorn and a soda, to watch The Continuing Adventures Of Scarlett Johanson’s Very Tight Pants, once, for maybe 2 hours? Or spend $15 on Stardew Valley and receive over a decade of content.

Why’d we even bother manufacturing projectors after 1977?

You know…

A phrase I often hear associated with communism, especially the kind of people who aren’t communists but want to be, particularly the “revolutionaries” who do all the work of turning a state communist before being killed and replaced by a psychotic despot, is “the workers shall own the means of production.”

Of course, most or all of the people are the “workers” so it’s “the people shall own the means of production.”

Of course, collectively, the people are the “public” so it’s “the public shall own the means of production.”

Of course, anything pubic is controlled by the “government”, so it’s “the government shall own the means of production.”

Of course, the government is made up of the “elites”, so it’s “the elites shall own the means of production.”

It strikes me that an artist privately owning his tools and materials independently of any others is closer to “the workers owning the means of production” than anything anyone calling themselves communist have ever accomplished.

I think the existence of the elites and their psychopathy is the actual problem, and that between the two systems, capitalism or the free market economy or whatever you want to call it hands literally all of society to the elites slower than “communism” does.

When I lived in Daytona Beach you could count on the 3PM rainstorm.

Ibwoukd recommend grabbing a used Prusa MK3S or newer. Used they can often be had for half your budget, and they’re damn good machines.

There was some kerfluffle in the gaming press like this; a lot of magazines used to score games out of 10, with a 7/10 being effectively the lowest possible score. “When I booted the game up, my C64 caught fire, as did my Spectrum, which was turned off at the time and not relevant to this review. Then the developer kicked in the door, gave everyone in the building AIDS, then went on a worldwide tour kicking every single puppy. 7/10.”

There was a magazine that was in the habit of actually using the entire scale with a “meh, s’alright” being a 5/10, and some developers outright blacklisted them for it.

It’s like how grades of meat are all positive sounding. Which is the worst grade of meat: Prime, Select or Choice?

I once saw a documentary with the engineer who worked on the toilet equipment such as it was on the Apollo spacecraft. Urine was collected essentially by a condom with a hose at the end, which came in three sizes. Of course none of the astronauts would be caught dead ordering anything but a large so they were labeled “large, gigantic and humongous.”

You know how XKCD sometimes draws fantasy maps of like, the internet or something? I’m picturing a map like that of internet marketplaces, and there’s a dark amorphous cloud whose nature I’m not entirely sure of that strongly compels sellers to need 5-star reviews like a smack addict.

In a healthy, honestly run marketplace, 5.0 ratings will functionally never happen. Because idiots exist. For example, I bought a small inverter that runs off of drill batteries. It’s powered from a 20v lithium ion battery pack meant to run power tools, it has a standard American Type B power socket on it to power things that run on AC, but it’s limited to 150 watts. The reviews were divided into two camps: 4 and 5 star reviews from those who understood that last sentence, and 1 and 2 star reviews from those who don’t.

I really don’t want to buy a product that has a few 5 star reviews, because that almost certainly means it’s dropshipped Chinese garbage, the reviews are either fake or coerced.

But no one does.

Sounds like something out of The Phantom Tollbooth.

I meant this one, from earlier in this thread.

Then what is the unlabeled landmass at the very top left, northeast of Iceland?

New England is, roughly speaking, all the metacarpal states up there between New York and Maine, where the yankees you outlanders keep blaming the rest of us for being actually come from.

No, Wyoming is spare Colorado, if Colorado falls off we can replace it with Wyoming.

Given how the US border is distorted (Maine is north of the 49th parallel) I’m guessing this is one of those maps that distorts things as you move them around to keep the area constant. Like look how big Greenland looks up in the corner.

That make and model first flew in 1937.

Alaska and Hawaii aren’t pictured.

Nothing I’m conscious of, though a lot of the names of races or peoples end in an oh or ah sound. Zora, Rito, Gerudo, Shiekah,

So, there’s a fun fact about that related to the Zelda series. You know how the Hylian language kind of sneaks out in enemy names? Like, Stal- is a prefix meaning skeletal, -fos is a suffix meaning warrior, so a stalfos is a skeletal warrior? And a lizalfos is a lizard warrior? A stalchild is a skeletal child. -orm or -arm means worm creature, like Moldorm.

Well, in the games prior to the N64, geld- meant desert or sand. The geldarm is a sand worm creature, the geldman is a sand man like enemy from Link to the Past. Then in Ocarina of Time there’s a race of women from the desert called Gerudo. Hmm.

FreeCAD does have an architectural workbench. It’s free software, download it and give it a try, worst case scenario you decide “this sucks” and you buy Bricscad.

Who’ve you checked with? Boomers or Zoomers?

With a radio control drone you, your face and your smart phone can be a quarter mile away. Plus, have you been in aerial combat? I haven’t. Yet.