The most important thing to keep in mind with celebrity actors is that they make a living pretending to be someone/something they’re not. And they’re damn good at it too.
Not to cast doubt on everyone in that profession. Rather, proceed with an abundance of skepticism when considering celebrity endorsements.
It would sit well with my conscience that I likely prevented a worse fate for exponentially more people, and prevented another person from having to make a worse choice. Which they themselves would likely only make twice as worse, and so on. I could live with that.
What I’m not sure of is how I would handle being a deicision-maker N steps down the line. Being the first guy, sure. The 16th? I dunno.
232 is roughly four billion. We’ll need one or two more doublings to get every last person alive on the tracks.
This introduces a new wrinkle in the experiment: all the switch operators are also tied to the track. Somewhere.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/New_Deal#Criticism
In 1934, Roosevelt defended himself against those critics in a “fireside chat”:
[Some] will try to give you new and strange names for what we are doing. Sometimes they will call it ‘Fascism’, sometimes ‘Communism’, sometimes ‘Regimentation’, sometimes ‘Socialism’. But, in so doing, they are trying to make very complex and theoretical something that is really very simple and very practical… Plausible self-seekers and theoretical die-hards will tell you of the loss of individual liberty. Answer this question out of the facts of your own life. Have you lost any of your rights or liberty or constitutional freedom of action and choice?[279]
At the same time, there was an actual (failed) attempt at a fascist coup on Roosevelt’s watch:
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Business_Plot
The Business Plot, also called the Wall Street Putsch[1] and the White House Putsch, was a political conspiracy in 1933 in the United States to overthrow the government of President Franklin D. Roosevelt and install Smedley Butler as dictator.
So, yeah. Fascists hate this stuff and will do anything to fight it, from name-calling to revolution.
It’s exactly the same game.
This is what kills me. There’s so much squandered potential in AC with this kind of thinking. Instead, Ubisoft just wants to be EA by re-selling the same game every year, but doesn’t have the sports licenses to pull it off.
After the initial couple of hours I started to feel like everything is a chore.
Exactly. I don’t know what I expected, but that was my experience as well. The game more or less told me this:
“Hey, did you enjoy the first chapter? Well guess what? We’re going to throw that at you x20 with the occasional plot beat thrown in for variety. Have fun!”
For the obvious boatload of cash poured into Odyssey’s development, I feel like half as much game done twice as well would have been a better experience. Instead, we get something that is seemingly padded for play-time, in the same way a 4th grader adds extra blank lines to hit the required page count on a book report.
Blood Dragon?
The sheer genius of both Hades games is that dying is absolutely one of the best parts, since the hub-world is full of fun things like this.
Hypnos: My list says you got killed by a REDACTED. What’s that even mean?
A few deaths later…
Hypnos: REDACTED got you again, huh.
There’s a section where, if you continue to avoid the narrator’s prompts to take a specific door, it just brings you to an unfinished room - dev textures and all - while the narrator gives you grief for screwing up the game.
Classic Doom even razzes you a little bit on the difficulty selection screen, with “I’m too young to die” as the easiest one.
I don’t recall Heretic or Hexen giving you guff for quitting, but I could be wrong.
Portal and Portal 2.
GLaDOS’ constant mockery of your person, your ability to navigate tests, and general spite pretty much make both games. It all even manages to provide a lot of world-building without lore-dumping. 10/10, would get roasted again.
NGL, writing pure functions in Rust is fantastic. Writing responsible code that handles all the error conditions turns the “happy path” into hamburger. Even with the ergonomics of Result, Option, and even ?, code just sprawls and becomes a readability tradeoff. I’m only a few months into Rust at this point, and I have a lot to learn, but it’s tempting to just .unwrap() and .expect() where I think it’s unlikely to fail.
Gurpreet is your co-worker on the sister-team, over in India. He’s hard-working, a family man, and takes care of his aging parents, all in their home village over the weekend. He spends nights in Bangalore, debugging and reviewing your code while you’re asleep. His contributions to the project are pretty solid too, even though he’s only been coding for four years. His management treats him and his team like garbage, but they don’t let that stop them from showing up and doing a good job. If you ever came to visit, he’d roll out the red carpet along with his co-workers, and give you the kind of hospitality typically reserved for a minor god; doubly-so if it’s a holiday.
Gurpreet is awesome.
Best I can do is strong coffee.
Cats do enjoy a violent spectacle, but he is most definitely going to try and fight the beyblade himself. Because orange.
One of many reasons why I love BSG. As a retro-computing enthusiast, the idea that antique systems are naturally impervious to conventional digital attacks, just felt so validating.
Sure, our navigation system is based on a Commodore-64, but good luck getting it to divulge mission-critical information over bluetooth. Or any information for that matter.
Warning: this will destroy medication if it’s left out. You may want to move your pills to the refrigerator first (after first checking the temperature - see article).
Actually, if you live in a hot climate and don’t use A/C, you should probably do that anyway.
i was gonna say. Properly deep/stacked pizzas, casseroles, and calzones are the way to go here.
You’re lucky. They’re well-intended, but really awful. You’re supposed to traverse the intersection in the order you arrive. All it takes is for one jackass to waive* their right of way, or run the intersection, and the other three drivers are thrown into disarray. Add multiple lanes to this and, well… good luck everyone!
* Often literally waving at you to go. Through the intersection. At the wrong time.
If you haven’t read it, this is explored somewhat in “DM of the Rings”: https://www.shamusyoung.com/twentysidedtale/?p=612
… although, I myself cannot recall how they explained Gandalf’s resurrection.