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nobody should have sex with men
getting stretched really wide
There's a joke in here somewhere but I'm not the one to make it.
I'm really sorry bro. Were you together for long?
Huh, I had no idea Dick was opposed to abortion.
In a population in which 90%+ of adults or teenagers are carrying a device in their pockets at all times which enables them to film HD footage at 24 frames per second (at least) on a whim and then immediately share that footage with the entire world - if Haitians in Springfield are doing something untoward with cats or dogs, I would expect at least one video (even a blurry, out-of-focus video taken from a distance) showing that taking place.
Years later I read that one PKDick story
Which?
rapport?
I also lost money on a Harris popular vote. I'm not that surprised Trump won the presidency, but I am floored he won the popular vote. Never saw it coming.
Would I be right in saying there were no riots after Trayvon Martin's death? I honestly don't know either way.
When Trump takes office in January, I want a mea culpa from you, too.
Are you capable in communicating in an idiom other than obnoxious Twitter-speak? I made a rather tame joke, you told me you didn't appreciate it, I didn't immediately capitulate - therefore this is a "hill" I want to "die on"? Pathetic.
Also Scott Adams is certainly an interesting choice of person to use when lecturing someone about how sexist they are and how they need to (unironically) "do better":
Oh I didn't realise you were being facetious, thank you for clarifying.
I'm not really sure what you're asking me. "The commentariat" aren't a hive mind.
"Yikes sweaty, let's unpack why this isn't a good look. Per these five key criteria, the fact-checkers have determined that this attempt at humour fails to meet the minimum threshold for a legitimate joke; ergo, you are a meany doo-doo head who's punching down at our brave POC kween with several million in the bank and a Secret Service detail." If I didn't know better, I would honestly think you were parodying a certain species of Reddit janny/Snopes editor/woke moderator. I came to the Motte in large part to escape this style of smarmy self-righteous scolding (which is to the modern internet as asbestos is to old buildings), and can't imagine I'm alone in that regard.
In any case, I don't care if you didn't appreciate my joke. Leave me alone.
I assume they meant social justice.
Brexit, Trump's first term, invasion of Crimea, the Great Awokening, Arab Spring (leading to the ongoing Syrian refugee crisis).
they are pretty close to it, last time I checked
Check again, they get nominated for AAQCs, and deservedly so (https://www.themotte.org/post/983/culture-war-roundup-for-the-week/208068?context=8#context, https://www.themotte.org/post/987/quality-contributions-report-for-april-2024).
If you want a joke forum maybe you should consider reddit yourself?
I don't want a joke forum, but I do want a serious discussion forum in which cracking jokes and good-natured ribbing are permitted and even encouraged. Which is why I'm here.
low-effort punching-down
An anonymous rando cracking a joke about two fabulously wealthy and powerful women who each came within a hair's breadth of becoming the literal leaders of the free world (and one of whom is currently literally next in line to become the leader of the free world) now constitutes "punching down". Lol. But thank you for providing such an illustrative example of a point I made months ago regarding how the "punching up/down" concept is so prone to abuse:
In practice, all you need to do is find one axis on which Alice is considered to be worse off than Bob, and then claim that her position on this axis negates whatever positions she might occupy on any other axes which might be relevant to the debate over who has more power in an interpersonal or political debate. (Hillary Clinton may be white, cis, straight, fabulously wealthy, well-educated and extremely powerful in the literal sense of having held numerous high-ranking government positions in a career spanning decades - but she is a WOMAN, therefore all criticism and jokes directed at her are unacceptable punching down.)
Moving on.
But to me, it's not even a funny-mean joke, nor particularly inventive; it's just mean.
Fair enough. Doesn't mean it's against the rules. I never claimed it was "inventive" (and now the goalposts are moving again: "your joke did not reach @EverythingIsFine's minimum threshold for creativity, three-day ban"): it was just playful teasing, which this thread and forum are full of.
Last year I reviewed Barbie and Oppenheimer. I was very harsh in my critique of Oppenheimer, and my review included this sentence: "[Oppenheimer is m]iles and miles below the still-wonderful Memento, which I'm increasingly confident will, years down the line, come to be seen as [writer-director Christopher Nolan's] only film really worth discussing."
I rewatched Memento last night, and... wow. It's nowhere near as good as I remember it being. It's a puzzle to be enjoyed once and then discarded, gaining nothing on subsequent viewings - there's as much point in watching it again as completing a crossword a second time. It's interesting that, long before he was a big-budget Hollywood player, most of the elements of the Nolan "house style" were already on full display here (with the thankful exception of the omnipresent shaky cam, frenetic cutting and bombastic sound mixing). Excluding two secondary characters who receive barely any screentime and whose briefly sketched sub-plot is more affecting than anything in the A-plot, none of the characters feel like real people, but rather robotic ciphers completing their subroutines. On two occasions in the film, Lenny is confronting a man he believes raped and murdered his wife, with the intent to kill him - and he sounds no more angry than if the man in question had scratched the door of his car. And believe you me, there is no conflict between a film having a contrived plot and having characters you like or care about: Psycho, Vertigo, Secret Window, Seven, Fight Club are all psychological thrillers with no supernatural elements whose plots are at least as silly as Memento's (if not more so) but whose protagonists I felt invested in, one way or the other. The narrative structure of the film may be "innovative", but its very artificiality (specifically the overlapping between the end of one scene and the beginning of the next) calls attention to itself, disrupting the immersion every time it cuts to black. Nolan sets up rules for how Lenny's condition works and then constantly cheats them when convenient: Lenny can become distracted and forget where he is and what he's doing by the sound of a door slamming or the act of scaling a fence, but he can fall asleep for an hour with the explicit goal of exploiting his condition to trick himself into believing he is somewhere other than he really is (geographically and temporally) - but he still knows who the prostitute is and why she's there when he opens the bathroom door? The passage of time within the film makes no sense: Lenny murders Jimmy Grants in an isolated location, and seemingly the entire criminal underworld in the city (but not the police) knows about it in a matter of hours. Natalie talks about losing Jimmy in a manner suggesting he disappeared at least a few weeks or months ago, but at the end of the film you realise she was talking about:
- someone who vanished yesterday
- whose body still hasn't been found
- who's a drug dealer, and she knows it (how does she know he isn't just laying low after a deal that went sour?)
"Yeah, but Lenny showed up at the bar wearing Jimmy's clothes and driving his car, she knows Lenny must have killed him." Right, so her talking sadly about Jimmy disappearing is entirely for the audience's benefit. She's not manipulating Lenny in the long-term - that would be oxymoronic. He only can be manipulated in the short-term, which she does so successfully, in one of the only scenes in the movie that really works as intended.
At the time Memento came out, certain critics said that fans of The Usual Suspects were likely to enjoy it, which is accurate, but perhaps not the compliment the critics intended: both films are gimmicky schlock with contrived plots, and twist endings which come off as incredibly arbitrary and unearned, even anticlimactic.
As a pre-teen/teen, I said that my two favourite movies were Memento and Donnie Darko. Donnie Darko holds up. I suspect that a major reason I referred to Memento as one of my favourites was shoring up an inferiority complex: I was trying to conspicuously advertise how intelligent I was that I was able to follow this movie with an infamously convoluted narrative structure. Now, of course, I'm emotionally mature enough that I no longer think one's taste in films (or music, or books) has even the slightest bearing on one's worth or merit as a human being; and the way to show off how smart you are is to do things that only smart people can do, a category which does not include "follow the plot of a Hollywood thriller film". I suspect that a lot of Nolan fanboys are people who never actually progressed to this emotional stage and remain stuck at the mental age of precocious teenagers desperate to be taken seriously by the people at the grown-ups' table; it's notable how, whenever one of Nolan's movies comes out, the fanboys make such a conspicuous song and dance of how you have to be really smart to understand it, and that most of the people who didn't like it were probably just too dumb to get it. Such people bear a strong familial resemblance with those people who go out of their way to mention their IQ or MENSA membership, to compensate for their visible paucity of actual intellectual achievements. (There's a big difference between "dudes who like listening to Tool" and "dudes who think that the fact that they like Tool means they're smart".) Nolan seems to be aware of this aspect of how his films are received and seems determined to lean into it by topping himself at every turn, insisting that a perfectly conventional Hollywood biopic or WWII movie be told in anachronic order for no adequately explained or narratively satisfying reason; or adding an extra layer of impenetrability to his films by the rather crude device of simply drowning out all the expository dialogue under layers of music and sound effects.
Am I now at the point where The Prestige is the only Nolan movie I can honestly say I like, without any qualifications? Christ. Maybe I should watch Following, Insomnia and The Dark Knight Rises just so I can honestly say I've watched all of his films and thought that almost all of them were mid at best and embarrassing at worst - but I really don't want to.
The music was okay though, and Joe Pantoliano gave a good performance.
At the time, it was widely predicted that the first assassination attempt against Trump had secured him the election. As polling data seemed not to reflect this prediction, it was quietly discarded. But I genuinely think the attempt and Trump's reaction to it might have cinched it for him. Within 24 hours, everyone knew that this was the most iconic photo of the year, if not the decade (a decade which has already given us J6, Covid, probably the worst American riots since '92 and the invasion of Ukraine).
You could also parse it as "a joke". Directly above me there's a guy saying Kamala only got where she is by sucking dick, and I'm sexist? Please.
Do better.
This isn't Reddit. Get lost.
Was I right?
No.
Richard Hanania was predicting the same thing. I wonder if he'll acknowledge that.
Earlier this week, I said that everything I've learnt about Chappell Roan was against my will. But after repeated exposure to her single "Good Luck, Babe!", I must confess that it's grown on me and the hype might be warranted: this didn't top the singles chart here for no reason.
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