The Troll-ey Problem
Submitted 10 months ago by The_Picard_Maneuver@lemmy.world to memes@sopuli.xyz
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QuentinCallaghan@sopuli.xyz 10 months ago
Darkassassin07@lemmy.ca 10 months ago
It rolls, kills all 6 tied up people, and everyone onboard.
Snailpope@lemmy.world 10 months ago
JACK KNIFE THAT TROLLEY!!!
sorry for yelling
user224@lemmy.sdf.org 10 months ago
kamenlady@lemmy.world 10 months ago
Damn, i believe you. How long did you wait?
niktemadur@lemmy.world 10 months ago
Well… if you put it that way, pulling the lever at least gives me something to do in the meantime.
andrew_bidlaw@sh.itjust.works 10 months ago
Does excessive pulling makes one blind?
niktemadur@lemmy.world 10 months ago
Depends on what you mean by “blind”?
atomicorange@lemmy.world 10 months ago
One must imagine niktemadur happy.
Jackcooper@lemmy.world 10 months ago
no affect
Blocked, deleted, reported
kamenlady@lemmy.world 10 months ago
Crushed, shaken, stirred
edinbruh@feddit.it 10 months ago
The bond’s Name. James Name
thenextguy@lemmy.world 10 months ago
It’s like that light switch on my wall that does nothing.
Except a year after I moved in, I got a letter from some woman in Germany that said “knock it off.”
samus12345@lemmy.world 10 months ago
Button X - Turns on Mrs. Schultz’s porch light in Germany. So quit pressing it!
- Earthworm Jim instruction booklet
Reference, or coincidence?
thenextguy@lemmy.world 10 months ago
Steven Wright. But I probably messed up the quote.
RizzRustbolt@lemmy.world 10 months ago
Yes. Because it’ll make the clang-clang noise when it goes by me.
pooberbee@lemmy.ml 10 months ago
*effect
grrgyle@slrpnk.net 10 months ago
I do. With verve!
Tylerdurdon@lemmy.world 10 months ago
See, if you pull the lever halfway, you have a chance to derail the trolley. No one ever mentions that.
xilophor@lemmy.world 10 months ago
TOKYO DRIFT IT BABY
Sanctus@lemmy.world 10 months ago
Fuck yeah, LETS GOOOOOOOO
samus12345@lemmy.world 10 months ago
Nah, that would take, like, effort, man.
pixeltree@lemmy.blahaj.zone 10 months ago
Trick question, I throw myself in front of the trolley
The_Picard_Maneuver@lemmy.world 10 months ago
fylkenny@feddit.org 10 months ago
If you pull the lever the train takes slightly longer, annoying the people inside.
hate2bme@lemmy.world 10 months ago
Pull lever to wave to trolley
Omgboom@lemmy.zip 10 months ago
No, I kidnap some people and tie them to the railroad tracks
Rentlar@lemmy.ca 10 months ago
I mean I would have fun sending it on a little detour, but I worry that if the switch is no properly set at the point where the rails merge back into 1, the trolley might derail. The drawing of that point looks like a mess, too.
Carrolade@lemmy.world 10 months ago
Very succinct. Though a little outdated in our post-qanon world.
andrew_bidlaw@sh.itjust.works 10 months ago
::: A depressing remake of text found in a song bt The Body, ‘Ten Times A Day, Every Day, A Stranger’.
Sometimes when I get up and emerge from the mists of white, my whole sketch hurts, my whole figure. The view from near the lever hurts. Kids go to school. People go shopping. Everybody knows where to go. Only I don’t know where I want to go. I get dressed, blearily, stumbling, hopping about to pull on my trousers. I go and shave with my electric razor. For years now, whenever I shave, I’ve avoided looking at myself in the mirror. I shave in the dark or around the corner. I don’t like looking at myself anymore. I’m scared by my own face in the bathroom. I’m hurt even by my own appearance - I see yesterday’s drunkenness in my eyes. I sit holding the lever, sometimes my hands give way under me and several times I repeat to myself, “I’ve victoried myself away, I’ve reached the peak of emptiness, I’ve reached the peak of emptiness and everything hurts.”
Even the walk to this level hurts, and the whole train hurts as well. I lower my guilty looking eyes. I’m afraid of looking people in the eye. Sometimes I cross my palms and extend my wrists, because I feel guilty even about this once too loud a solitude which isn’t loud any longer, because I’m hurt not only by the weight of the choice that brings me down to the infernal regions below, I’m hurt even by the looks of the people commuting by train, each of them has somewhere to go, while I’ve reached the peak of emptiness and don’t know where I want to go.
I’m hurt now. I’m hurt by this whole meme in which I live. I’m hurt by this whole problem - because towards morning, certain beings come to me. Beings not unfamiliar to me. They come slowly, but surely, up the tracks of my soul and not only the faces come into focus, but also certain horrible events. Just like a portrait. Or a film. A documentary not only about how I saved someone and got praised, but also how I killed people. Everything I ever said, everything I ever did. Everything is always against me. The whole world hurts, and even the guardian angel of mine hurts. How many times I felt like jumping on the tracks, from my position where every decision hurts, but always at the last moment, my guardian angel saves me. He pulls me back.
I victoried myself away. I’ve reached the peak of emptiness.
:::
Snailpope@lemmy.world 10 months ago
Flip it back and forth as fast as you can and see if you can get it to jack knife
Shieldtoad@sh.itjust.works 10 months ago
Image
SidewaysHighways@lemmy.world 10 months ago
Cause a trolley problem