latenightnoir
@latenightnoir@lemmy.world
- Comment on Anon hates smartphones 12 hours ago:
To be fair, would’ve used my Nokia 3220 for the same purpose had it more than 6 pixels:))
- Comment on Anon hates smartphones 12 hours ago:
Honestly wouldn’t know, never tried TikTok and I still don’t feel tempted:))
- Comment on Anon hates smartphones 22 hours ago:
Pocket porn!
- Comment on Anon like lava lamps 2 days ago:
Everyone loses their minds!
- Comment on Anon makes an impression 1 week ago:
I, too, am thankful, because all reason left me the instant I saw the teacher in there. I wasn’t mentally prepared for anyone’s presence, let alone… that:)) The only thought which crossed my mind was “smells like none of my business is in here.”
- Comment on Anon makes an impression 1 week ago:
I remember there was this one Lit. teacher in high-school who was randomly aggressive toward the students (always making a fuss if the kids were having fun in the hallways, accosting you if you didn’t greet her even though most of us had no idea who she was at the time, etc.).
One fated day, it was my turn to wash the blackboard erasers. All of the student bathrooms had been relegated to the upper levels, with the ones on the ground floor being assigned to the teachers. Class was about to start, I realised I couldn’t make it up the stairs and back again with clean erasers, so I bit the bullet and decided to stealth through it in the teachers’ bathroom.
I zipped across the empty hallway, opened the bathroom door, and there was the aforementioned teacher just finishing a hefty rail of either coke, or speed (or chalk dust! she was VERY weird) - all I got to see was the movement and the snort. She looks up at me, touches up her nose, and says: “there’s no more privacy in this world…” I slowly pull a Homer Simpson and slink into the bushes.
She didn’t say another word to me for the next 4 years I was in high-school.
- Comment on Splat 1 week ago:
Heeey, now I don’t feel so bad about my University days, thanks!
- Comment on Anon pretends to be sick 2 weeks ago:
Knowing my folks, they’d, no joke, probably question the possibility of my quickly learning to write with my feet before calling it a day… Maybe for a second, but they certainly would!
- Comment on Heavy Metals 2 weeks ago:
Oh, Ability Strength, definitely! Slap an Ironclad Charge on there, and you’ll start a global iron deficit!
But, uuh… I think these wee buddies would also need a significant Sprint boost:))
- Comment on Heavy Metals 2 weeks ago:
Nice Warframe!
- Comment on Anon pretends to be sick 2 weeks ago:
Broke both of them? Perfect time to start developing photographic memory!
- Comment on Anon pretends to be sick 2 weeks ago:
Did you break your arm just now? - Yes. - Is it the one with which you write? - No. - Going to school!
Running a fever? - Yes. - How high? - 39.9°C - Yeah, not fatal, going to school!
Can relate, I’m Balkan…
- Comment on Anon has the spirit 2 weeks ago:
Always and forever, Google can suck it big time.
- Comment on Anon has the spirit 2 weeks ago:
I completely agree with this, we’ve made everything disposable and thus removed intrinsic meaning in favour of space for projection, to make everything as lowest common denominator as possible.
Watched a poignant discussion between Fantano and F.D Signifier recently (link here for those interested) where they focused on the Right’s media illiteracy (their co-opting of RaTM to fuel reactionary and regressive movements is an example which they dissected) and they hit upon an aspect which I found very relevant to this subject, namely that music had an almost completely different dynamic “back then.”
What they point out is that, with the absence of Social Media and the internet still relatively in its infancy, music used to be more of an event and a social marker than it is now. Songs used to be packed with more and more specific meaning considering they had a much harder time at delivering the ideological payload to the masses, people used to form communities around the bands’ messages, and through said communities, the message was made entirely unambiguous - nobody in the 90s would have mistaken RaTM’s almost Anarchic messaging for Right Wing chest pumping, for instance, as their message was solidified in culture by the very communities which formed around them.