This is a good starting point (and a very recommended watch in general): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pnmRYRRDbuw

Short version: Pewdiepie is a Nazi.

Ironic having a nazi putting the period on the point in the bottom panel.

More like “nice-in-quotation-marks”. Maybe “polite” would have been a better word. They smile bigger – exaggerated and insincere. They try to satisfy whatever you’re wanting so they can conclude the interaction as quickly as possible. They keep an air of superior self-righteousness while being nice… defensively.

Mind you, I do even put “polite” in quotes on purpose. The more stuck-up folks can very “politely” cut you straight off at the knees in a way that preserves some semblance of plausible deniability where poorer folks (on average, very much a generalization) may be more real/authentic in general and can be more direct about calling you an asshole.

Mind you, this friend of mine who made this observation didn’t say any of what I said in this comment. That’s just my own editorializing.

I have a friend who recently moved from the poorer side of the town I live in to the richer. (I’ve always lived in the latter, richer area.) And he was talking about how striking it was to him that on the richer side, strangers would go way out of their way to avoid interacting or making eye contact or anything, but the moment you forced the issue and start actually talking to them, they’re the nicest people ever. The other side of town, interaction wasn’t avoided the same way, and they wouldn’t necessarily be quite as nice in their interactions.

I love you all.

I mean, not OP, but the rest of you.

And waking life isn’t real and nothing you do in it matters.

Wow. That’s super shitty that’s becoming necessary for some projects. But I don’t fault the Ladybird folks for deciding this was necessary.

Thanks for this! I’m not sure it’s working correctly for me. It’s only showing five downvoted posts. (And according to lemvotes.org, I’ve downvoted over 300 posts.) After that it gives me an error: TypeError: can't access property "data", W.value[r.feedId] is undefined and the “retry” button doesn’t do anything. But it still gives me something to try if I can figure a way to fix that somehow.

A lot of your posts make me feel like I’m missing a lot of very specific context.

Found it: https://live.acarsdrama.com/@acarsdrama/116708457056507627

situation /sĭch″oo͞-ā′shən/

noun

• The combination of circumstances at a given moment; a state of affairs. synonym: state.
• Similar: state A critical, problematic, or striking set of circumstances.
• “We don’t want this minor gaffe to turn into a situation.”
• The way in which something is positioned vis-à-vis its surroundings.
• “the town’s situation on the river.”

The American Heritage® Dictionary of the English Language, 5th Edition

I’d imagine Putin’s penchant for disappearing people he doesn’t like tends to make people not want to put themselves on his shit list, reducing the chance that such a video might be readily findable.

Because white folks already stole everything else from Native Americans.

For sure. But I’ve seen a lot more sins committed in the name of reusing code than in the name of minimizing dependencies.

Anarcho-primitivism: The cows roam free. You and your tribe follow the herd, bringing with you only what you can carry on your back. When you need milk, you form a milking party with your tribe and catch a milking cow by chasing it until it’s too exhausted to keep running.

“A little copying is better than a little dependency.”

It especially applies to Paw Patrol.

I was on a trip as a kid (probably… I dunno, 9 or 10 years old?) with my family. The hotel had a pool and the family brought me to have a swim. (They didn’t swim, just sat around the pool while I swam.)

It was just us at first, but soon another kid about my age showed up with no parents/supervision. He sat down on the edge of the pool at the deep end and dangled his feet. He conversed a little with me and my family, but otherwise was just there hanging out. He mentioned in passing that he couldn’t swim.

But then suddenly he was in the pool, thrashing and struggling.

My parents honestly had no idea what to do. One ran to grab the life buoy. I don’t remember quite what the other did.

But my swim lessons training kicked in and I did the thing. Jumped out of the pool, ran around to the side of the pool right where the kid was struggling, laid down on the ground next to the pool, and stuck one arm into the pool for him to grab. Worked just as well as my old swim instructor indicated it would.

Once he had me to hold him up out of the water, he was fine, of course. The rest was just a matter of helping him out of the pool.

It was after that that he revealed he had an ostomy bag and wasn’t supposed to be swimming at all, deep end or otherwise. (It was a hospital town and I got the impression he was in town to get some kind of treatment.)

We made sure he got back to his room safely and all.

That’s pretty much the whole story. I don’t know that he’d have died had nobody been there. And my bumbling parents probably would have figured a way to help him even if I wasn’t there. But he had a better chance of walking away from that by virtue of my (admittedly very rudimentary) swim lesson training.

And it was really dramatic being part of it.

I love when I idly wonder something about a post, click into the comments, and the top comment is exactly, specifically the answer to my idle curiosity. Cheers.