The most impactful examples to me are architecture and furniture. Art deco and nuveau buildings were beautiful, even minute details were meant to be looked at. The same goes for craftsman and machine age furniture. Everything has become so minimalist and utilitarian since the eighties.
I'm mostly face blind. I work in optical, so I remember people by their glasses and how they move/walk. I have to have seen someone numerous times before I.can memorize their face enough to identify them, and even then if they look like a celebrity even a little bit my memory will corrupt and I'll just see the celebrity in my head and forget what they look like.
I've just gotten very good at bullshitting through conversations
I've played most of the metroid games, and i know theres a ton of nostalgia for super metroid, but to this day nothing has matched the feeling of exploration and awe from Metroid Prime. Every place in the game was so radically different, and the ability to scan and learn about the environment was so unique, and exactly what i didn't know i needed.
Learning the lore and finding out what happened to the planet only by analyzing everything made the world feel like it had died, and it's death was a tragedy.
All the enemies you encounter are just local animals that don't know better, or had been corrupted by pollution. That is, until about halfway through the game when you meet actually hostile, malicious intelligence, and the combat steps up exponentially.
It's fantastic. I still remember being amazed at the fogging and raindrops showing up on the visor the first time you step off your ship on Talon IV. I had never seen graphocs so good, and such attention to detail, and the game was already 4 years old.
The only game i've ever played that felt similar was subnautica, and while it had the wonder, it lacked the melancholy and insane combat.
Focusing close regularly doesn't make you short sighted, not getting enough tourquoise light on your retina from staying inside makes your eye keep getting longer instead of stopping when the focal point is correct. Well, that and genetics.
And losing the ability to see near as you age has nothong to do with pressure. Your lens is constantly adding new layers to itself to stay clear, and after 40 it's become so thick the muscles that pull it to accommodate near vision can't stretch it enough. By 58 it doesn't stretch at all any more. That's why everyone eventually needs bifocals/progressives.
Don't state things as fact if your not sure of them.
Source: ABOA, NCLE, OD, I own two optical practices.
But what about the pharmaceutical company shareholders? Don't they get any say in how long we need their products? Yes one person might be in terrible pain for years, but at least twelve people will make a lot of money.
My Bluetooth speaker came with KEXP loaded as one of it's preset radio stations, and I found several bands I now love through it.
I had it going while doing housework for a while, and found myself looking up artists a few times a day. It feels like a proper college station from 20 years ago.
The terminal man by Michael chrichton: a paranoid man has electrodes implanted in his head to stop violent fugue states he enters, but he learns to control the electrodes, and accidentally sets off significantly more intense violent outbursts
Annihilation by Jeff vandermeer: the first part of the southern reach trilogy, an expedition of scientists are sent into a possibly alien anomaly to find out what it is and how to stop it from growing and consuming the land. The environment inside is confusing and seems to infect anyone inside it in some way.
Wizard and Glass by Stephen King: the fourth book in the dark tower series, it's a flashback to the main characters adolescence, his first mission as an ambassador and spy for his kingdom to find out how a small town may be secretly participating in a civil war, and how a witch may be controlling the enhabitants.
The Stranger by Albert Camus: a man with no motivation or real concern finds himself the focus of a murder trial, and without any interest in defending himself, can't see how nobody is on his side.
I'm a 6'5 reasonably muscular male running two offices entirely staffed by women, except for two gay guys. There's no masculine competition, which is nice, and communication is much more personal. Due to my strict rule of not considering any of my coworkers potential partners, I make sure I'm as supportive as possible without being threatening to any of the girls or their respective partners.
It's very interesting seeing how patients act towards me vs the other workers. They seem to treat me as an authority figure, and take what I say at face value, even if I'm just confirming what one of the women already told them. The girls have to convince patients they're professional and not jerking them around, where I can just state something and they'll believe me. I'm viewed as a scientist, and the women are viewed as salesmen or interns.
I mentioned my stature earlier, because it's led to me being the office protector. I will defuse situations, defend my workers, and even fire patients if they offend anyone else in the office. If a rep for a company talks down to any of the women, or only wants to speak to me, I won't do business with them.
Ive hired men before, but they never last. They either make the girls uncomfortable, try to start relationships, or try to butt heads with me as if they hold authority over anyone else. It's very easy to see how someone with less feministic views could easily take advantage of the situation I'm in.
Edit: they're always fucking cold though. 73 degrees is not fucking cold Donna. I'm wearing a suit. Put on a sweater.
Didn't the owner or CEO of lowes say some really homophobic shit a few years ago? I feel like they got the demos swapped. On the other hand, I like Lowes Lesbian as a term a lot more than butch.
Another species is very useful for unity, not necessarily for us to band together against, but because a proper intelligent alien kind of invalidates every religion. All the conflicts from culture clashing suddenly become pointless.
Or at least racists will have something else to look down on.
I would like a gun, but not that gun. Gunpowder has been around a long time. Something simple and robust with a long barrel like a mosin could be modified to work as a rifled flintlock if cased ammunition is too hard to replicate. People made some pretty intricate metalwork though, if you happen to be in a place near a jeweler, you might be able to get some cases made.
Maybe have a blacksmith reverse engineer a rifle, get some folks behind you and overthrow some lords. Kill the old money, set up a government for the people, keep manufacturing as many simple rifles as possible, sail to america and give them to the natives and tell them to shoot at boats before they get too close.
Problem is, I don't speak any of the useful languages. So maybe the Moog and ten bottles of cinnamon would be better. At least I could entertain myself until I die of dysentery.
Motorcycle and Moog. The motorcycle will take me to a forest, and then the parts can be useful for making sharp stuff or tying things or starting fires and I'll just camp forever and play rad tunes. Make a cart with the motorcycle wheels to carry animals or foraged supplies, build a cabin and just tinker forever.
Might get lonely out there. Should probably try to pick up chicks before my hog runs outta crank.
Edit: wait how do I carry a keyboard on a motorcycle
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The most impactful examples to me are architecture and furniture. Art deco and nuveau buildings were beautiful, even minute details were meant to be looked at. The same goes for craftsman and machine age furniture. Everything has become so minimalist and utilitarian since the eighties.