30_to_50_Feral_PAWGs [she/her]

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Cake day: April 3rd, 2024

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  • Bottom line, if your best friend introduces you to a dude named Zander or Parrish or whatever and said dude immediately starts freaking out and claiming that your Magic: The Gathering Revised Edition Pestilence card burned his hand with the power of Satan, and oh by the way would you like to come to our study group where we play ping pong and eat pizza, THERE IS NO PIZZA. THE PIZZA IS A LIE. peppino-angry

    …I’m still pissed off at that weirdo cult for taking my friend away from me. It’s hard to take someone seriously after you’ve seen him – and a room full of other teenagers – pretend to speak in tongues for half an hour while a keyboard player holds a drone chord in a shitty P&W song.


  • I telecommute whenever possible specifically to avoid those dipshits. One in particular is a chronic crop-duster and will stand there and spew Trump-isms while smelling like he shat his pants. Instead of “power-cycling a server” or “restarting a webservice,” it’s “draining the swamp.” He ends every thought with “Right? …Right?” like he’s a late night talkshow host and we’re supposed to cue up a laugh track and clap like seals after he just rambled incoherently for 7 minutes on a Zoom call. What takes it from “eyeroll-worthy” to “I hope you buy a Tesla and it takes you on a swift trip to Valhalla” is the casual and not-so-casual misogyny. Main highlights that I can think of off the top of my head are blurting out, “WULL THAT SEEMS ABOUT AS USEFUL AS A DEGREE IN WOMEN’S STUDIES! HAR HAR HAR” and ranting about the corporate dress code being amended to allow women to wear leggings at the office. His take on The Boys, though? Homelander is so cool! He’s the hero!


  • They’re probably thinking of S03E06 or S04E03. It definitely starts to suffer from “prestige TV” anti-spoilers pacing, where a lot of random subplot antics might be ongoing, but the main arc just stalls out for the first 6 episodes or so AND THEN ALL OF A SUDDEN THE PLOT MOVES (but not that much), etc., so all the showrunners have in the interim is gross-out gags. They painted themselves into a corner pretty early on and had to keep ratcheting up the ick factor to outdo themselves every other episode, so it gets into some deeply fucked up territory very, very quickly.

    I thought it was fine. I came into it with low expectations, and found myself binge-watching all four seasons over a couple of weeks. Bottom line, it’s self-aware capeshit that lampoons the fash and its own capitalist overlords to the extent that it’s allowed (something something subsuming critiques of capital unto itself), and is about as crass as your average early 2000’s Vince Vaughan or Tom Green summer gross-out flick (well, maybe on the same level as Van Wilder). The writers seem to be well aware of this because they skip breaking the fourth wall and start kicking down walls we didn’t even know we had yet, e.g.:

    Season 4 Spoilers, [CW: self-mutilation]

    Sage’s superpower includes the ability to survive massive brain injuries with no real repercussions because she regenerates brain tissue in a similar fashion to what we have seen with other supes’ bodies, with the key difference that, for Sage, it’s limited to only her brain. By the time she is part of The Seven, she is so fed up with her cohorts’ juvenile hijinks that she, much like the viewer, frequently feels the need to shut her brain off for a few hours and just chill. We do it metaphorically as outside observers, but she has to repeatedly perform frontal lobotomies on herself just to tolerate being around the rest of her team. Antics ensue, POWER DYNAMICS, etc.

    I thought the self-lobotomy bit kind of hit a little too close to home; if you’re stuck in “Marxist materialist analysis mode” 24/7 and then have to go to a work picnic or family reunion or something, you know exactly what I’m on about.