🤣 Abso_lutely_ none of the usual suspects have chimed in here.
There’s a lot of very specific language in this reply. Anything / anyone you’d suggest reading to substantiate the historicity of this “aggressive victimhood” as you’ve explained it here? Maybe this national inability to conceive of compromise?
Because I’m no Russophile, admittedly; but all this sort of sounds like waffle and drivel to me.
A delicate point, thoughtfully made. You’ve convinced me.
🎶MARCHING as to WAR!🎶
That dude was an asshat who had seven years to sort out the training and licensing he needed to avoid all this. It sucks the squirrel and the raccoon died like this, but that dude was making money of them as performers without any of the paperwork that would allow them to get vaccinated or any kind of medical treatment at all.
I do not understand why everyone thinks this guy is some wounded hero.
Sounds like that could go both ways. “Don’t threaten me with a good time” sort of deal.
Thanks. This makes it a lot clearer.
Ah. So this has already been addressed? Okay, thanks for responding.
Brick. By Rian Johnson with Joseph-Gordon Levitt and Lukas Haas was very deliberately a throwback to good ol’ hard boiled detective noir.
I thought it worked quite well. It has an excellent on-foot chase sequence, if nothing else.
Is there something we should do in the meantime? I’m not the most savvy individual when it comes to tech on this level.
SquirtleHermit WRECKS unwanted hyperbole. Leaves Lemmy user SPEECHLESS!
The reviews for this are hilarious. Several of them honestly read like they were written by the same doofus who wrote the blurb. There’s a very distinct sort of lumbering to the way he writes.
Also, thanks Sharon. BKAAHHH! 🦅
Slaps roof sadly This baby can fit so much rot.
I asked the Guh-Puh-Tuh monster to break it down like Randall Munroe and the results were surprisingly amusing.
The short version is that the catapult needs to be many, many kilometers long, the human will be liquefied almost immediately, and there are much better ways to get to the Sun—namely, rockets.
Did not know there was a radio play. Ta!
Pontypool Changes Everything by Tony Burgess was also a NUTS book. Definitely check it out. The scope is much wider than the flick and as a result it’s a lot more uneven. I still really dig it.
Salitter is my answer to this one every time.
The silence. The salitter drying from the earth. The mudstained shapes of flooded cities burned to the waterline. At a crossroads a ground set with dolmen stones where the spoken bones of oracles lay moldering. No sound but the wind.
Here, also.
Welp. That’s good enough for me! I’m coming over! 😉