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  • Today I've seen someone trying fiction novels for the first time and another post extolling the virtues of Ferrero Roche chocolates.

    You see how you are.

    Which makes me want to check in and ask if you are ok?

  • I know you've been recommended a lot of books.

    Like you I only ever read non-fiction.

    Then someone gave me a copy of Slaughterhouse 5 by Kurt Vonnegut.

    You might like a lot of his work. It's not exactly fiction and not exactly non-fiction.

    Anyway, good luck on your adventure! You are doing something brave and interesting. Let us know how you get on.

  • That ambassador, eh? He's spoiling you.

  • Lovely stuff. The democratisation of objects, the very idea that you can conceive and create under your own hand, is the true technical revolution.

    Out there, all the chat is about AI. The truth is, 3D printing has done more for technology, and human activity.

    Ach, I'll get off my soapbox. Well done, you've made something cool.

  • Yeah I was being a little glib. It's close to perfect for me. Also Kim.

  • It's certainly worth playing if you enjoy whimsical philosophical narratives.

  • Literally a side plot of Disco Elysium.

  • Looks like a shoddy iron maiden cover.

  • Yup that's a nostalgia.

    It's part of growing old, it's part of coming to terms with mortality.

    Soon, you'll say the words, "but music really was better back then, it really meant something, now it's just manufactured trash". You'll really mean it too.

    You'll convince yourself that the crime rate was lower and that people were friendlier, no matter what statistics you are shown.

    "We really respected our elders".

    Next up, friend, the mid-life crisis where you think you can get it all back.

  • I mean, at least until the folk on the east coast row harder and we can drift into the Atlantic a bit more. Still have to navigate around Ireland, but I've a feeling they'll scooch over and let us pass.

  • We left the European union, we didn't stop being European.

  • As for the European thing. Being British we measure distance in metres but hight in feet. We measure weight by grams except our own which is often stone and pounds. We drive miles per hour too.

    There's still a ton of discrepancy when it comes to purchasing drugs too.

  • As a scientist I'm SI/metric all the way, but I sort of agree. If it works for you that's good enough.

    Measurement is essentially perception of reality... And the accuracy of reality is dependent upon circumstance.

    If you need cubits to build a pyramid, and that pyramid is still standing, well, good for you.

  • Older version in case of compatibility issues.

  • But not the cyclist as the cycle right through it.

  • I think you might find some answers in Walter Benjamin's text, "Art in the Age of Mechanical Reproduction".

    Benjamin's Romantic theory of immanent criticism insists that the work must contain its own inner criterion, which separates it from the author and the conditions that surround it.

    It's not a long read and it centres around examining the quality of art.

    John Berger also talks about this across a few different books.

    The short answer feels essentially mimetic, that the idea of the art travels further than the image and as such has an aura of authenticity that can transend industrial reproduction and commerce.

  • I second a lot of opinions about that you might have depression.

    I'd like to prefer a slightly harder edged one.

    You could just be the sort of privileged asshole that thinks they know everything and they've seen everything just because it hasn't been delivered to their door.

    First world problem stuff. Serious case of the wahs.

    The reason I bring this up is that you don't just talk about your own ennui here. You go on to assert that there are a billion other people with similarly excitementless lives. How do you know that? Who are you to make that judgement on their lives and how they feel about it?

    You say you have 60 years left... That puts you in your twenties (and in the rather privileged and surprisingly rare position of living somewhere with a life expectancy of 80). Do you think that, maybe, you just don't know that much about what is actually our there?

    Egotistical and helpless is not a good look.

    Consider this the tough love approach. It sounds like you are scared to find out. You are happy in your steady, safe rut and use the presumption that there is nothing else just to avoid going and finding out.