Ironically I think the biggest posers are the ones who are obsessed with being Real Alt. Man, real alt is dead, you gotta know the mainstream *loves* things that are subversive. It’s realer to just acknowledge yourself as a copycat
I’m not trying to chastise striving to embody an aesthetic, it’s virtually what the system *is*. But when people get condescending about it, man, they don’t even catch that they’re worse offenders than any old money aesthetic tiktoker, because the latter knows they’re pretending
bread is stale and the circus sucks. Clown is jacking off. Lion tamer ODing on opiates. Lion is bloated dead. Magician is actually cutting the lady in half in real life. But I’ll keep watching. It’s actually not bad I take it back. They got a big thing of narcan for the elephant.
@jaehyunmalewife But it *feels* so much more satisfying to have the underlying verisimilitude… Imagine if men’s pants in the 19th century took 15 men and a horse to remove. You wouldn’t know. You’d make a fool of yourself. It’s all #worthit
Maybe I'm just a weirdo but sometimes I think about dead technology while it's still alive.
Every night, my watch takes a few minutes out of its little schedule and it starts to listen for a radio signal from its friends at the world's atomic time clocks.
Eventually those signals will be shut down or upgraded in some way that fundamentally changes them so old receivers can no longer pick them up. There will come a night where this watch hears that signal for the last time ever. The watch has no way of knowing this is the final time, and it will keep listening for that series of pulses until it's no longer capable of listening.
Because this watch is solar powered (and because it's a Casio so it'll live forever) some archaeologist hundreds of years from now could probably dig up my skeleton and take my watch and wear it for the rest of their life, forever wondering what that little "RC" message means at night.
Don’t know if it’s a tism thing, but the psychs I’ve seen have called me self critical and while that’s sometimes true, it’s frustrating to be misunderstood: sometimes you can acknowledge pain points liberally *because* you feel safe enough to know they arent the end of the world
No chill way to tell someone “you haven’t noticed this yet but you don’t actually like me, you just want to please me” without coming off angsty and self hating when it’s more like… I’m sorry about your parents, but I prefer not to be this to anyone
But: you can grow up in financial comfort without learning an instrument and this does also make you a bit more tangibly hollow than a person should be
Children of parents who know how to play at least one instrument are kind of noticeably more ensouled than the rest of us but there isn’t much to be done, you gotta survive
‘People who grew up with the sort of class comfort that facilitates learning and playing an instrument seem to be more psychologically balanced’
Monday: reinventing the wheel
Tuesday: Reinventing the wheel
Wednesday: Wheel again
@MASSC0NVULSI0NS Dude I swear by neutrogena 2% salicylic, got it recommended to me by a friend who struggled with acne and it works really well. My skin does look like shit but it’s because I’m not using it
I noticed a doctor rounding wearing a necklace that I realized was a well-disguised leash, and when she saw me notice it she made eye contact and gently tugged on it.