Holden’s favourite book, if I recall correctly, is Don Quixote… but instead of seeing it as a satire of sixteenth century Spain and chivalric tradition he sees the antics of the evidently senile and deranged protagonist as a manual of how to act.
The whole series is Holden tilting at windmills.
They’re quite well written and engaging windmills, though, and there’s a lot of great Sancho Panzas to accompany and provide a contrast to our knight errand, so it’s still a great series.
Already burned the White House down once, can burn it down again.
It already has.
They’ve drunk their own coolaid. They actually believe their own bullshit. They’ve offloaded what little thinking they used to do onto LLMs. They have them manage their schedules, summarise their emails, write their emails and speeches, and make every single decision for them.
They’re brain-dead computer operated zombies.
The problem is that they keep getting paid absurd amounts of money for being completely useless (and that they’ve always been so useless that no one can tell the difference).
I can’t help but picture the business card scene from American Psycho, but they’re comparing the “AI” assistants they use instead of their cards.
It’s not even selection, though.
We grafted those citruses into existence.
They’re delicious Frankenstein style abominations unto nature.
In the coconut.
Which would have been several orders of magnitude less harmful than everything Trump has done (which includes sending the nation into chaos anyway).
It would.
It would also be several orders of magnitude less harmful than everything Trump’s done.
something trump has not done yet
Have you been living under a fucking rock‽
not allowing him to take office when elected would be disastrous
It would have been many orders of magnitude less disastrous than the alternative.
Sure, cutting off your cancerous hand would’ve been traumatic. But survivable.
Now, however, said hand is so far up your arse that it’s ripped apart your colon in several places and you’re bleeding to death while experiencing horrible agony, and spraying all your neighbours with blood and feces.
You could have recovered from getting rid of Trump, but there’s no coming back from what you’ve allowed him to do to your country, and the world.
You can die due to having too low morale, too.
Or killing yourself as an intimidation tactic during an interrogation, regardless of your stats.
Practically all versions of the detective are susceptible to self-inflicted demise in one shape or another.
Nah, Measurehead is adorable. A native Revacholian playing ur-racist out of what he’s learnt on the radio while dating a “Kojka” he can’t have sex with because his own racism prevents him from getting an erection in her presence.
Evrart (and Edgar, though we never meet him) Claire are downright terrifying.
Extremely intelligent, constantly ten steps ahead and in control (except for the tribunal, the entroponetic phenomena underlying the events of the game, the deserter, and, possibly, the Detective) even over the Wild Pines woman, extremely charismatic despite their appearance, and yet absolutely malicious and self centered.
They’re like sharks, perfect, cold, inhumane, apex predators evolved to completely dominate their territory.
Measurehead can never really hurt you. Evrart Claire can kill you by making you sit on a chair, and he’s fully aware of it.
An elected official who repeatedly stated and demonstrated his intention of preventing any future elections and destroying democracy.
An elected official, therefore, who should never have been allowed to run for office in the first place (this isn’t the only reason he shouldn’t have been allowed, of course, in a sane country he’d also been unelectable due to his criminal record, lack of any semblance of mental health, and intellectual insufficiency, but it’s the most important).
They aren’t continents; calling them continents implies a planet, but the planet is long gone, broken apart into isolas (containing both land, including full continents, and sea) floating in the Pale, which is very much not fog.
The Pale isn’t… anything, really. A literal lack of being. Not matter, or energy, but space-time broken down into pure entropy where direction and time lose all meaning.
Congratulations, you just discovered the paradox of tolerance.
And, yeah, essentially, in order to survive, a democratic society cannot allow those who seek to destroy it to participate in the democratic process.
best
*Least worst so far, maybe, if we’re being generous (which tends to be frowned upon or downright illegal under capitalism, so better let’s not).
Looking up “displeased white cat wearing cowboy hat” on duckduckgo (and, by extension, I assume also bing) produces pages and pages of slop and no useable results, but google images still produced some real pictures.
It seems that the concept is somewhat common amongst stock image shops (though specifically white cats are rarer); for instance:
I’ve also found several sites (which might be scams) supposedly selling cat hats using these images, despite the cat clearly not looking very pleased with the product in question:
I want to get off Mr. Bones’ Wild Ride.