Fresh off Boing Boing this morning, evidence that:
- Some things should not be deep fried.
- Mr Italian Cuisine and Mrs Deep Fryer cannot be friends.
- Assume airtightness and puncture first.
Fresh off Boing Boing this morning, evidence that:
I would like to say a few words on video walkthroughs for Flash Games.
Censored, then: Stupid Idea.
I am well aware that the majority of the witless horde out there are too cretinous and illiterate to actually read let alone have the capacity to think without soiling themselves from the strain. They want someone to show them how to complete the puzzle, or better still walk them through the entire thing so they can preen about their diminished achievement.
So much for the supporters of video walkthroughs. Why the vitriol?
Streaming video is too slow
There is nothing worse than clicking “walkthrough” and having to wait for some wunderkind’sprecious video to first load the player, then precache the first three seconds, then fetch the next one second, and the next, and the next… assuming the server doesn’t cack itself. In short: That five minute vidcap takes far longer to run than you think.
I just want to know about this, I’ve already done all that
This then is my beef. At one point close to the end in a point-and-click adventure game, I was stymied, and found myself irritably sitting through almost the entirety of a video before it actually got to the place I was stuck.
With a set of static images, helpful Javascript and some text, I could just jump straight to the problem point and back.
I’m a freak. I read instructions, and understand them.
Which reminds me:
Video walkthroughs destroy the sense of discovery
If you watch one part of the walkthrough, what’s to stop someone watching the whole thing? Part of the fun in a game is the discovering of new things, making the connection. But that’s too haaaard for the modern moron; just do what that guy in the video does. Yay. You’ve won the game… by aping someone else.
When I’m stuck, I want immediate help, not a whirling throbber and grainy YouTube footage. Screw modern technology. Let’s have… what are those things… oh yeah. Web pages.
Leave online video for the cam whores and cute kittens falling off Roombas.
Why are Hollywood movies almost entirely crap? Well, it’s quite an article: The rise of the ADD generation; the dominion of marketers; and… well…
As anyone in Hollywood will tell you, the American filmgoing populace is divided two ways: by gender and by age. Gender is self-explanatory (usually); the over-under dividing line for age is 25. Naturally, every studio chief dreams of finding a movie like Avatar that reaches all four “quadrants” of the audience: male and female, young and not. But if it can be made for the right price, a two- or even one-quadrant film can be a viable business proposition.
In Hollywood, though, not all quadrants are created equal. If you, for instance, have a vagina, you’re pretty much out of luck, because women, in studio thinking, are considered a niche audience that, except when Sandra Bullock reads a script or Nicholas Sparks writes a novel, generally isn’t worth taking the time to figure out. And if you were born before 1985… well, it is my sad duty to inform you that in the eyes of Hollywood, you are one of what the kids on the Internet call “the olds.” I know—you thought you were one of the kids on the Internet. Not to the studios, which have realized that the closer you get to (or the farther you get from) your thirtieth birthday, the more likely you are to develop things like taste and discernment, which render you such an exhausting proposition in terms of selling a movie that, well, you might as well have a vagina.
That leaves one quadrant—men under 25—at whom the majority of studio movies are aimed, the thinking being that they’ll eat just about anything that’s put in front of them as long as it’s spiked with the proper set of stimulants. That’s why, when you look at the genres that currently dominate Hollywood—action, raunchy comedy, game/toy/ride/comic-book adaptations, horror, and, to add an extra jolt of Red Bull to all of the preceding categories, 3-D—they’re all aimed at the same ADD-addled, short-term-memory-lacking, easily excitable testosterone junkie. In a world dominated by marketing, it was inevitable that the single quadrant that would come to matter most is the quadrant that’s most willing to buy product even if it’s mediocre.
“It’s a chicken-versus-egg thing,” says writer-producer Vince Gilligan, the creator of the why-aren’t-there-movies-this-good cable hit Breaking Bad. “The studios say, ‘Well, no one else is coming to movies reliably these days except for young males, so we’ll make our movies for them.’ And yet if you make movies simply for young males, nobody else is going to want to go. So Hollywood has become like Logan’s Run: You turn 30, and they kill you.”
he good news is that the four-quadrant theory of marketing may now be eroding. The bad news is that it’s giving way to something worse—a new classification that encompasses all ages and both genders: the “I won’t grow up” demographic.
Out trolling for pwotenshul Tumbwa fwends, I found dis. It funny.
The simplest technique known — in theory — is to simply take two (or more) in-heat Yetisyn to the survey site, let ‘em give in to those ol’ carnal urges, and watch to see how many prarie squids come wriggling out to join in.
Unfortunately, there are several flaws with this simplified process.
The last close approximation of the total wild prarie squid population dates from about twelve years back (the exact date is illegible, the ink being smeared by some pearly gelatinous substance) and counted roughly 6,000 individuals. The previous Stang-Drummond Expedition of 1983 counted 15,452 individuals. If this rate of population decline continues the wild prarie pothole squid will be effectively extinct before the twenty-first century.
So get ‘em while stocks last.
(Originally posted to alt.slack in the late 90s)
I never really got into Rosenberg’s previous opus Goats, but this comic is simultaneously topical, surreal and consistently funny.
Every Friday there’s another episode of an ongoing story, the first famously being Sciencemaster Adler and his mysterious fan. Or fans. Or maybe they’re not fans but are sentient vegetable people. (Mind you, this is a multiverse, so maybe there’s sentient clothing accessory people as well, but that could be heading into the Douglas Adams Territories.)
1. Sales assistant in a computer store (epic fail)
2. Website creator for an NGO (could have done better)
3. Temp, mostly factory and construction work (meltdown put paid to that)
4. Temp work packaging cheese (could have done that forever)
5. Library assistant (actually ran out of work before the contract did)
6. Communications advisor in a travel agency (they tried to turn me into an ersatz travel agent - did not end well)
7. Postal delivery subcontractor
So what I’m doing now is job #8.
Hello potential employers. No doubt you’ll use this meme to reject all current and future job applications from me.
One of the things that a LOT of progressives have a problem with is classism. “DON’T SHOP AT WALMART! Buy local and organic!” etc. and they totally fail at realizing some people can’t afford other options, if they have options at all. Our struggles are different. Do what you can when you can. Raise awareness. But stop assuming everyone has the same opportunities and abilities.
I’d say the same for libertarians and other free-market cultists.
Humanity never existed in a perfect, level playing field. And never, ever, will.
Fun fact: there are people who have more resources – more wealth – more power and influence than you.
Second fun fact: there are people who have less resources – less wealth – less power and influence than you.
Third fact: few people have the same cultural beliefs and support as you do. Humanity is far more varied than you have been led to believe.
Unless the model you want everyone to adopt acknowledges this, it can be described in a few words:
I could go on, but I know the True Believers™ won’t listen or care.
You’re not autistic enough/too high-functioning to hold a valid opinion on autism and the world should listen to my view instead
People who dismiss the unemployed and dependent as ‘parasites’ fail to understand economics and parasitism. A successful parasite is one that is not recognized by its host, one that can make its host work for it without appearing as a burden. Such is a ruling class in a capitalist society.