To shreds you say?
To shreds you say?
Not my game of choice, but as an elderly gamer, this works for me.
I think you mean the bleginning
Worsening in Israel. Not the two faced AIPAC fueled support they have now, but fully empowered to destabilize the entire region and genocide with even more glee. Ghastly butchery on display, not as an attempt to shame the administration, but to boast.
Complete withdrawal of Ukranian aid. Naked support for Russian incursion wherever they see fit.
Pulling out of NATO as well as any other meaningful international consortiums.
Worsening relations with ally nations
No clue here. But if even 10% of his domestic threats are enacted, bad times.
EDIT: my rambling screed ignored the question, sorrey.
They will be the ‘enemy within’. And treated like leftists have been for a long time here. All without the street cred to back it up.
The two hwat?
You still have Zoidberg… YOU ALL HAVE ZOIDBERG!
Ah, but the rhythm will get you. Tonight.
I was that moron too in 2016.
Never again.
Sadly I wasn’t wondering. Just watching the country implode very quickly, only for an equally horrifying explosion coming all too soon.
There will be mass violence if Trump wins or loses. Far more manageable if the latter, but democrats are masters of snatching defeat from the jaws of victory.
Don’t beat yourself up. Seriously.
I was able to break free early partly due to how absurd the hypocrisy became. My mother was going to hell, not because she’s a cold narcissist, but a Jew and a ‘practitioner’ of new age bullshit. And my father saw nothing at all wrong with this type of belief.
Not to mention he was pretty racist (though in a ‘subtle’ way), while helping raise my adopted Korean sister.
I was lucky that he and my mother were such atrociously bad examples of how to deal with others, that I vowed to never be like them.
I really enjoy her work and her ethos of help first.
I was raised religious and at least moderately conservative, though thankfully neither parent has gone even remotely towards Trump’s nightmare orbit.
I am neither now and just keep wondering how people see someone different and think “that’s who caused ALL of my problems… and if I put them in a special camp, all of my problems will disappear”. Especially when said person is either a WWII vet or the child of one.
That was my thought too. Princess Leia is a complete badass and my first time seeing a woman in that such a depiction on any screen.
It defined a genre. And had some pretty advanced concepts for the time (the first game I played with right-click help pop-ups).
It’s still being worked on, mostly via Caster of Magic. The ‘reboot’ is OK, but a bit too slavish in copying the UI issues.
More like “we can’t hear you over all these AIPAC donations constantly rolling in”.
Or I could just play some sweet Master of Magic (DOS version)… a game so beloved it’s still getting actively modded some 30 years later!
I have such a ridiculous backlog to play. Such guilt.
Same boat here my friend.
1000+ hours, lots of intricate builds. Post Ashlands has been miserable.
With all that, still the best $20 I’ve ever spent in 43 years of gaming.
They’ve gotten progressively more poorly thought out though.
Mistlands is glorious, but so fogged in as to be essentially invisible. I resorted to a mod to increase the value of the wisp.
Ashlands is just a brutal, unfun grind. Not hard, just relentless especially with endless pop-in of enemies. Not to mention even more horrendous performance… 20fps on a very high end system is abysmal (rtx 4090, nvme drive, etc).
Valheim was amazing. But it’s faltered so badly in the past 2 years that I’m just sad. Very sad.
Damn, I didn’t even notice the logo.
The only content I miss from the Bad Place.
Two elderly rescue cats, Buttons and Bo.
She (Buttons) is a very needy lapdog of a cat who loves to be carried basically everywhere around the house. Insists on sleeping under blankets while on my bed, usually on her side with her head on a pillow. She also LOVES grooming me, especially my beard. She comes when called, though is mostly deaf. She’s freaked out when I take a bath, coming up to the edge and howling… probably remembering the time she jumped on the edge and very gracefully fell in.
Her brother is downright weird. He’s shaped like a pug (15 pounds, very broad chest, walks almost bow legged due to said breadth). He LOVES to be held like a fat, hairy toddler… ‘sitting’ on his hind legs with his back up against me. He also prefers being under blankets at night, but completely covered. He likes to be carried, but not as much, and due to his length it’s a bit challenging to make him comfortable while doing so.
Both always want attention, love having their bellies scratched and immediately warm up to strangers.