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  • Jax@sh.itjust.workstoScience Memes@mander.xyzaliens
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    2 days ago

    Yeah Ancient Aliens has always been real weird, and I’m gonna be honest I’ve never heard of the Ancient Aryans thing so… yeah the similarities are weird for sure. Few things to note.

    The Parthenon is Greek, the Romans built the coliseum — also, the Native Americans didn’t have a unified name for the Americas. If it makes you feel better you can say indigenous people of the American continents, or even Indigenous Americans, but calling them strictly American is genuinely awful.

    My mom was born in Keams Canyon, and I’ve visited. If you went there calling the people there Americans they would not appreciate it. They’re Hopi, or maybe Navajo.







  • So, I’ve got a Steam Deck and I’ve tried them out — my only problem is that the Steam Deck is a touchscreen. Why bother with the touchpads to type when I can just touch the screen?

    I haven’t tried the functionality of it for RTS or 4x games because… well, if I feel inclined to play those games it’ll be on my PC.

    But all this goes back to my orignal point, the thing just doesn’t look comfy to hold. If the touchpads aren’t meant to be competent analog stick replacements then it looks like my thumbs will be awkwardly positioned somewhat over the touchpads. Not only does it seem like the analog sticks are cramped, but what happens when my palm rests on my controller and the touchpad freaks out?

    Idk, I actually want Valve to succeed so I’m not really trying to shit on the controller - this are just my thoughts. I could be wrong and it’s the literal best controller ever. Fingers crossed.






  • They make you earn it way more than other cats, but that trust is rock solid.

    My first kitten was feral. I still have scars. She ate from my palm, no I should clarify — she demanded to be fed from my palm. She’d routinely clean me, just lick lick lick with that sandpaper tongue.

    She was my cat, and distinctly my cat. She died in my arms and I’ve never cried harder. She was worth it, though. She’d have been there for me if the situation was reversed.