The ball I imagined was made of polished metal and reflected its environment.
A man.
I did not imagine a face. But he was wearing a dark blue business suit with a red striped tie. A watch was on the wrist of the hand that pushed the ball.
About the size of a large orange.
It was a smaller rectangular table made of a dark, varnished wood.
I’m an artist. I often tend to visualise what I want to draw quite well.
Considering how this graph… Hmm… Shall we say… Takes a number of creative liberties with actual history surrounding these great women, doesn’t this graph undermine its own message?
Of course! Because otherwise it would mean all the mystique is gone! And if the mistique is gone, people can’t imagine they’re supposed to be starship landing pads!
Or lay-line powered aura cleansing structures.
Or part of an ancient technology global warning system.
Or a physical star chart pointing to the origins of the Egyptians.
Or hydrogen fusion power generators.
Or piezoelectric resonance generators.
Or… Some… Other things I probably forgot about. But it’s certainly, beyond a shadow of a doubt, NOT a tomb of some egotistical man that believed himself a god on the Earth!
No, that knife isn’t made of atoms, that knife is made of pure solid quarks. That’s why it can cut atomic nuclei.
No, the US government didn’t. There were some guys who allegedly heard some other guys talk about a crash that allegedly was a UFO. They all happened to work for the American government.
There were also a group of guys that wasted US government resources on just plain bullshit for literal decades.
It’s not because of a lack of interest. It’s not because we “get used” to things to quickly. It’s because it doesn’t matter. Like, alright. So aliens are real. Aliens have secretly been communicating with all the world’s government.
So… What actually changes?
Is this new information going to fix the housing market? Is capitalism going to change? How is this information going to change corporations squeezing everything dry? Aliens being confirmed is awesome, wondrous news! But… How will I, an average dude, be part of it? What is the point if I wake up tomorrow and everything around me is still the same? Wars are still the same, religions are still the same, the economy, hell, even the information these aliens bring to Earth, only benefits the top 1%.
If I still have to work a shitty job just to barely afford living in a single room, what difference does knowing aliens exist make?
Genetic engineering. We have the technology at this, point. What’s getting in the way are some very dated ideas of ethics.
Well, that’s more true with birds. They’re just FABULOUS.
I the meantime male mammals are all hunky body-builders.
Evolution happens whenever there is a pressure. It doesn’t have to take millions of years.
Pretty sure that’s called “evolution”. If the caves were so sensitive and sacred, why let people in at all? They bothered putting all that effort into making it a tourist destination, changing the landscape of the cave by adding walkways and railings. As if all that doesn’t already have an impact.
I… Don’t see the big deal at all. This is something other animals do all the bloody time. Like a bird that gets blown off-course and poops undigested seeds in someplace completely new.
I’d argue that this, is even less of an impact than seeds in birdpoop. It’s a sudden and temporary bounty of food that the local creatures will make use of for a limited period of time. It might permanently change around some of the patterns of a few of the cave residents, but otherwise nothing world shattering.
You just need one: uBlock Origins.
If you’re still seeing ads then the adblocker isn’t turned on.
I bought a Steam Deck. Irresponsible for the fact it mostly exclusively exists for gaming, and isn’t a very productive item to buy.
But gods damn is that such a fun device!
Will you stop blaming men for women’s problems?
Shall we go back to the time when “tubular” was acceptable?
No. My genius is so vast it boggles my own mind. Sometimes it scares me.
Read books, read newspapers, chat on the land-line phone for hours.
Before the cliché of everyone being with their faces in smartphones there were clichés about husbands who do nothing but read newspapers all day, or teenage daughters that massively inflate the phone bill because she’s talking with her friends for hours, or children with square eyes watching brain rotting cartoons all day.
Good thing that Lemmy is an open source federation, then. It’s not like Spaz on Reddit, where one dude can ruin the whole damn thing for everyone with a few bad choices.
We are living in a cyberpunk dystopia right now. Or the beginnings of one. We’re just missing all the cool and badass stuff from the genre.
This is the reason why I don’t want to go to pools anymore.