Here’s the second installment of a new monthly feature on my blog where I bemoan the state of the world and rant about bad memes. I don’t know how many people actually liked the first Doom Scroll, it got about 12 views. But these are kind of therapeutic so I’m going to keep doing them. If too many people saw these posts I might have to get into a dreaded internet argument, and I wouldn’t want that. So the low view count kinda works for me anyway. I am at peace with my obscurity and eventual oblivion.
March was quite a month to be on social media. The manufactured culture wars continued, and of course, humanity slid ever closer to oblivion. You might notice more Reddit this time around. That’s because my Facebook feed didn’t update much for the first half of the month. I kept getting stuff that was two or three days old and seeing it over and over again. Could it be Zuckerberg doesn’t like these blogs so he’s keeping me from seeing things? Ha, if only I were that important. The problem seems to have righted itself now though. Anyway, beware of edgy political opinions ahead. Keep in mind a big reason I write these blogs is to have an outlet without participating in online arguments, ‘kay? Also, having a month to work on them gives me time to form the perfect comebacks to things, which I would never be able to do in a real-time argument. But I hate arguing and debating, just so you know. And I don’t consider myself an expert in everything I talk about either.
Places I’d Rather Be Than My Old Call Center Job #109,853,739
As a palate cleanser, let’s first have a look at the surface of a planet that isn’t facing immediate doom. One that isn’t divided into arbitrary territories called countries that all hate each other. That is unless Elon Musk has his way and space capitalism gets exported there. The Perseverance rover sent back breathtaking views of the surface of Mars in March. This is the surface of what was for the majority of human existence merely a red shiny dot in the sky. What would someone 1,000 years ago think of seeing the surface of another planet? The rover even sent back audio recordings. You can hear the wind on another planet. And yet while this was happening, everyone was whining about Dr. Seuss and Mr. Potato Head. Humanity is indeed doomed. Will humanity be able to refrain from destroying itself long enough to terraform Mars and live there? I have my serious doubts. If it does happen, you know you and I aren’t going there. It will be a refuge for the billionaires after they finish making this planet uninhabitable. Best us peasants can hope for is to be taken there as servants.
Shared in the subreddit r/spaceporn. Which isn’t what it sounds like.
Another “Don’t Make Me Tap the Sign” Meme
I hate American politics. I would much rather think about astronomy and things like that. Higher, loftier thoughts. Or just escapist fantasy, that works too. But, it inevitably affects me and people I care about, so I can’t completely shut it out. I’m not going “back to brunch” like the neo-liberals though.
“B-b-but, orange man bad!” they might say. Yes, I agree. But he lost. Can we not bring him up anymore? It’s the Fallacy of Relative Privation. “Sure, X is bad, but Y was even worse so we must tolerate X.” I may be a bit of a conspiracy theorist, but I wonder if the reason they failed to impeach Trump was so that they could keep him around as a threat to the left so that they won’t criticize anything Biden and his team does. If he runs again in 2024 it will be another convenient excuse to keep the two-party system going. We’ll be told we have to vote blue because “You don’t want the cheeto man back in the White House, do you?” It’s all a big show. Theater, really. I wonder if it’s scripted and predetermined like pro wrestling sometimes. This is why nothing ever changes or gets better in America. But before the inevitable repeat of 2016 in 2024, can we at least have a couple years where we’re not talking about the orange oompa-loompa man, please?
It’s not an airport, no need to announce your departure
“Where are my grandkids?”
Did Dennis Nedry do Nothing Wrong?
I was far too young to be reading the Jurassic Park novel when I was ten years old, but it was my favorite book. And the movie was my favorite movie. But until I started working, I never saw things from Nedry’s perspective. Would I have screwed over the companies I worked for at the call centers for a chance to get rich? Hell yes. In a heartbeat. They treated me like an expendable number anyway. Besides, Nedry couldn’t have known he’d be Dilophosaurus food while the park descended into Malcolm’s chaos theory. He was only supposed to be gone a few minutes to deliver the dinosaur DNA and get back to the control room. The power wasn’t supposed to be out long enough for dinosaurs to start escaping. It was just bad luck. In fact, and the book goes into even more detail about this, dinosaurs had already been escaping and breeding long before Nedry did this, even making it to the mainland. So you could argue the disaster was going to happen one way or another anyway. It helps that in the book John Hammond is much more of a villain himself. They toned him down a lot for the movie, because Steven Spielberg didn’t like the idea of an evil rich character. But even movie Hammond deserves the blame for what went wrong at Jurassic Park. He spared too much expense despite claiming not to.
What-aboutism and Mental Gymnastics in Azeri Internet Discourse
That’s Lake Van at the top, Lake Sevan at the bottom, and between them is Mt. Ararat. You don’t see any borders from up that high, now do you? Countries aren’t real. They’re abstract constructs. Flags, national anthems, it’s all fake. Delusions created by an insane species. Humans are like little ants, fighting over ant hills. It’s good to be reminded of that before the news gets me down.
Obey. Consume. Stay Asleep.
There is no escape.
Catching Google Translate Being Sexist
Here’s an Armenia-related post that isn’t too depressing...although I suppose it can be if you get upset by sexism. Someone on the Armenia subreddit shared this. Now in the Armenian language, there are no gender pronouns. He/she/it are all the same word, է (eh). So why is it “She is beautiful”, and “she raises the child” and “she sews”, when it could have just as easily been “he” or “it”? Why does “he” have a high income, why is “he” a politician? How’s that for gender stereotypes? At least he cooks and cleans the dishes!


































