I swear that birch was 18

Second time playing through, played before Lex Arbites and picked it up again after.

Genuinely, only had 1 crash on this run, maybe 3 on the last. All happened on Qetza Temer. But the uneven balance I can agree with. I’m playing through on the difficulty above medium (whatever it’s called) and now that I’m in the 4th act, sometimes they knock a party member in the first turn, sometimes my arch-militant will kick one guy down and stun him, shoot 7 more and kill 4, Heroic Action, more shooting, boss already compromised and surrounded by my melee and Cassia is making EVERYBODY whack him down.

Love it. It frustrates me. If it wasn’t Warhammer, it would only be a 6.5-7/10, but it’s so jam packed with lore tie ins that if you like the universe it’s at least a solid 8-9 for the love they put into it and continual update/community feedback. But that’s just like, my opinion, man

I don’t think the people downvoting know that there’s really people out here putting American craft singles slices on their spaghetti. I should know, I’m related to a couple of them. Seen it a good chunk of my life, almost always in poorer homes, from the southern US and a few times here in the midwest.

If you’re talking about my girl Keira Metz, she’s a witch, not a standard alchemist. Woman definitely engages in performance enhancing magic

Having worked in the car industry (I got out after selling for a year, evil business), they don’t care about cash offers. Cash is less good to them, they WANT you to finance, if not through them (most preferred) then through another bank. Cash deals make the seller no extra money, and you’ve already advertised that you’re not willing to ‘play the game’ about the price. We were told to give people with cash deals less of our time and effort. You buying a car at a fair price is still a win to the dealer’s bottom line, and you might catch a salesman who has a quota to meet so he’s desperate for any sell, but most I met didn’t give two fucks if you walked away from a cash deal

I’m fine with ‘they’, but I think you’re misrepresenting the very real problem that is inserting a 3rd-person pronoun as a personal pronoun due to the existing patterns ingrained and interpreted through speech.

It doesn’t hurt me to try and make the conscious change, I do actively try for the people in my life, but it DOES flow weird in my brain and takes more mental effort to keep straight. At least, it still does, it might get easier with more time, I don’t know.

I like to think of it as this super huge structure, with all these mysterious facets and faces cut into it. We found it, have no idea how to properly measure or capture it. We started as blind men, groping their eay through the dark, and now we’ve found ways to light a flame and to see the surface before us, but it’s so huge and there’s so many patterns layered over patterns that it’s uncomprehendingly beautiful and we have to continue to invent new tools and methods of processing what’s before us.

I like to think this was your brain trying really really hard to remember her name too. Put her right in front of you in the dream and just cobbled together whatever sound clicked when all your neurons tried to focus on her at once. Brains are so silly

Yeah we don’t call it that here in the states. I’ve heard ‘the r word’ but never ‘hard r’. We reserve that terminology for the OTHER hard R.

It absolutely horrifies me as an adult. Love you Shel

I think you could get more creative with your language, with that knowledge. If nothing else, reading the Bible (or catching the cliffs notes) and getting a firm understanding of ‘The Classics’ gives you an immense wealth of phrases and references to help illustrate your point that are so ingrained in Western culture and media that you’re likely to strike more points with it than without.

I’m still making my way through that herculean effort, that sisyphusian task. I struggled like Odysseus returning home to get through the Bible the first time, but once you get through all the parables and their Lot, there are some really interesting stories that make for easy metaphors and similes.

And my neighbors are rural Trumpers. I still don’t grasp what the hell it is they’re after.

Big data, plot points from individuals, statistical regressions. That’s what you need to make those claims. If not, it’s personal anecdotes, personal anecdotes from someone who lived in the geographical region, yes, but just anecdotes.

Yeah I’d agree with the idea that a society historically repressed would slingshot to nude beaches right away. I just wouldn’t make commentary on how likely a populace of oppressed people might seek freedoms and make the same mistake of assuming what their culture is when neither of us has heard what the people of said country wants.

I don’t labor under the belief that anyone operating in an area that fraught with fundamentalist religious groups controlling all key functions of society actually KNOW what their own culture is. If half your population can’t speak freely, you don’t have an accurate view of your people’s beliefs.

Words vs Actions kind of thing.

You can say you love me, but your actions speak only to harming me and people like me.

Had a similar relationship, dad regretted how much he didn’t talk to his dad (his dad was a bigger asshole, hated that grandparent). But he didn’t do the stuff necessary to be much better at being a father, and happens to have fallen to the MAGA horseshit.

Fuck him. I’m 30 too.

Why can’t it be both? You broke down some pretty huge arguments regarding people’s existences into 'tokenism, but ignore the legitimate harm and suffering experienced by those groups at the hands of people who, although may not all be legitimately evil people looking to ‘destroy identifies’, but do have significant complaints about the existence of other groups in society and what acceptance of those seemingly fringe elements means for society. Break it into Rich vs Poor all you want, but I’ve met bigots of all classes and I don’t think it’ll stop anytime soon after toppling a class regime. If we all suddenly had access to the wealth the rich have extracted from us, I genuinely believe that the common asshole would have their tax bracket increase by three sizes, not their hearts.

I’m with the other commenter. There are people in this world born without empathy, and within that group, there is another two subsets, those that can learn it, and those that can not. It gets broken down further to people who can learn it and use it for good and learn it and use it to manipulate.

People born without these emotions aren’t common, but there really are ‘psychopaths’ out there that don’t/can’t/won’t feel things for other people. The only hope for these people is therapy, and even then, therapy is a double edged sword that also teaches them the tools to manipulate. And to a group that already is predisposed to not care how others feel, that’s a risky move.

https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Antisocial_personality_disorder

I’ve had good luck with Sunshine/Moonlight, though I haven’t tried it in the last 6 months or so. Was using it to stream my much beefier desktop to my Rog Ally while in bed when I hurt my back.

There was a slight latency, like, enough to notice that I notice, but hardly enough to catch when fully engaged. But the PC was getting like 200 frames in the games I was playing and that was limited to the 120fps limit I set for Moonlight (i think it let’s you bypass this to go higher, but I didn’t want to at the time).

Full warning, I like that movie.

I don’t think it celebrates abuse so much as it does point to the nature of abuse and self abuse between artists and their art, both from those that hold the keys to the kingdom of your success and from within as you bend yourself to meet those needs entirely of your own free choosing and obsession.

The protagonist gets everything going for him. His family does love him, but can’t connect with his musical obsession even though they’re proud of him. He meets a girl he really likes, wants to get serious about, but to do that would mean to choose between her and his obsession. J. K. Simmons character has churned out success by holding himself, and by extension his band, to an extreme standard that requires that obsession to keep up with. He sees the potential in the protagonist, pushes him to reach those heights but also demands in very plain language that he be subservient to the craft. And every time the movie makes it clear that the protagonist is given a choice between regular, healthy life and the rigors imposed by his dedication, he chooses art every time.

The reason I don’t think it celebrates abuse is because he isn’t ‘winning’ at the end of the story. He’s doggedly pursuing his dream and giving his all to the band, the music. He’s sweating profusely, his relationship with his parents is estranged, the girl of his dreams left him, and he’s just told his idol of an instructor that he’ll cue the instructor in and with that he gives in and gives the ultimate solo. It cost him everything, but it did pay into incredible music and the culmination of his efforts. Give it your all and you can have what you sought but if you give it your all and you’ll have nothing left.