Normative nihilism is going to get us all.
Normative nihilism is going to get us all.
What in the world is going on with Elsie’s hand in the “second of the five photographs?”
“Darling, guess what? Blackberry jam is on the menu again.”
As the old and venerable neuromonkey once said:
Welp. Just let the nukes fly, then. First it’s “on accident,” and before long you’ve got meth addicted baby prostitute warlords running the local Walmart.
Maybe another time traveller disturbed the shooter by pushing him because what would have happened if Trump was shot dead would have been truly apocalyptic in the longer run. Maybe we just witnessed the n-th time loop without remembering the other ones and this is the first one where the bullet only grazes Trump’s ear instead of blowing his brains out so now life on Earth as we know it can continue, and we can post about it on Lemmy.
In the B2B world, there’s no escaping these banners. It’s as if GDPR never happened.
That, and internet in the late 90s started to get really fast. Some blokes sat in their rooms for days on end, downloading music or movies, as there were no laws against it yet. Or at least they were not enforced. In other words, those were the days when average Joe could still be one step ahead of The Man. You know, before he turned against us with a vengeance, everywhere, 24/7.
Strange, just for the last few days, I’ve been thinking just what a big cultural turning point 2005 seemed to be. From then on, everything started to circle the drain, and I put the blame on globalization and the advent of large-scale social media. Which might have left an imprint on product design and fashion.
And, as I wrote earlier in a different thread, the shift from 1994 to 1995 was the biggest one I’ve witnessed, and it was very visible in public spaces. Audible as well: It went from Metallica and ZZ Top as supermarket background music (imagine this!) to “Easy Listening” or whatever.
Disinfotainment at its best.
Midnight Oil made a song about it, “Power and the Passion.”
I was once offered a job peddling prescription drugs to GPs on behalf of several manufacturers. These marketing companies are mass-interviewing, you know. And so, there’s never a shortage of these hawkers.
Ever wondered why you have to sit in the waiting room for a full hour when your appointment is scheduled at 8? Your doctor is talking to salespeople.
Isn’t the works committee just that part of management that’s been elected by the employees?
“In the corporate world, nobody has any compassion, ever.” - A friend told me as I was about to take my first real job. Brutal and maybe exaggerated, but exactly what I needed to manage my own expectations.
No love for Caesar salad or Nachos?
The next iteration of gaslighting is already here: That it’s no big deal anyway since you can just use an ad blocker. Riiight, let’s all just turn our eyes away to make the monster go away. Surely, it’ll get bored and stop listening and recording, and surely, it will not sell its collected data off to banks, insurance providers, the government, law enforcement… right?