The How™

Alright. Good luck.

You’re trying to dismantle the echo chamber by amplifying voices inside to the point that they think what they’re saying no longer or has never made sense, and by extension alienate folks outside looking in.

It sounds like an interesting strategy, and might be fun if that’s what your about, but I doubt it’s very effective. I think the risk of it backfiring is probably too high to see a very good return on your effort, especially without any way to verify positive outcomes. Maybe you’re different, but I could also see the toxicity of the cynicism required to maintain the strategy decompartmentalizing and seeping into other parts of my life, potentially causing me to alienate my friends and family as well as affecting my mental health.

I any case, I got respect for anyone willing to stick to their guns for what they think is right, especially if it’s for positive social change. I just hope you’ve weighed the consequences of your method.

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By that logic any depiction of any form of supremacy, or otherism as a concept, regardless of intent, is detrimental. So, homogeneity only? Commentary is an excuse? Critiquing about the problem is as bad as endorsing it?

It sounds like you’re not mad at Fallout specifically, but one of the core tropes of literature as a genre, and basically the entire concept of social satire.

The narrative structuring around ghouls generally paints them as being unjustly denigrated, so even if they are race stand-ins it wouldn’t be for the purpose of promoting white supremacism.

Dude why even comment?

I just moved instances last night but I can confirm this is just a guy, my dad, holding some kittens he found in his wall yesterday.

I’m almost hesitant to say as it feels pretentious, but Debussy’s Clair de lune from the Suite bergamasque. I listen to most genres in some capacity. I could probably narrow down to a top five or ten, including Clair de lune, but the other tracks I would struggle to place relative to each other. Cdl is the only one that stands above the others, which I can listen to literally at any time. Lang Lang did a performance in 2022 which is the closest I’ve found to a perfect recording of the piece.

There are days where I might go for a walk, stop by the river close to my house, sit on a bench on the bank, pop this on my phone and just look out on the water. I’ll watch the birds swooping around, and butterflies on the flowers nearby, the wind blowing the water’s surface, and the clouds over the trees, and just listen. It makes me think of the beauty and impermanence of life and living. Of the complexity and insignificance of our being. Of the individual and the mass. Of my own place in the world, and in spite of my resolutely nihilistic worldview, my own life’s value. Of death and its inevitability, but also its necessity.

It’s one of very few things which can inspire in me that child-like wonder we were all once so acquainted with. I once listened to it sitting alone on an outcropping overlooking Lake Tahoe. My friends were alarmed when I returned to the group wiping my eyes and waxing poetic about the concept of beauty.

I will also say the Rammstein’s Du Hast is a fucking banger.