

I have very fond memories of the Neil Buchanan era — of how quaint, low-fi and distinctly British it was — so my mind was kind of blown when I realized it has since become an international franchise
I have very fond memories of the Neil Buchanan era — of how quaint, low-fi and distinctly British it was — so my mind was kind of blown when I realized it has since become an international franchise
“One point three two”, because otherwise the question is ‘thirty two what’. Consider what happens if we put a zero on the end — does it become “one point three hundred and twenty” despite being exactly the same number?
It is definitely worth it
Am I the only one who parsed ‘summit’ as slang for ‘something’
I still use Mastodon — as a place to dump intrusive thoughts more than anything — but there is this huge tension between people who want to chat with randoms, people who only want to chat with friends, and people who want to use it purely as a broadcast medium. The protocol/convention doesn’t really allow for managing this issue, which is a shame, but I have come to the conclusion that microblogging is just kind of cursed as a medium. It’s fundamentally all about building a personal brand, and if you have no social capital you are shit out of luck. And if you have too much, well, enter the reply guys.
Lemmy/the Reddit model on the other hand strikes a good balance between anonymity and being able to vet odd characters. Different people want different things ofc, and that’s fine, but I find I have more fruitful conversations here than on Mastodon.
In anglo-Christian culture ghosts were explained away as souls in purgatory, and this led to a Catholic/Protestant split wrt whether they existed or not, because Prots denied the existence of purgatory. They are still religiously problematic really — think about how often the ‘ghosts’ in American media turn out to be demons in order to keep things in line with scripture.
I personally believe there’s something much more terrifying implied in the English folk-tradition though: a spirit bound to the last physical vestiges of their time on earth, going through the motions as what little is left of their mind after the trauma of death unravels completely. They’re dead — it’s over. They can still do the things they did in life, but it doesn’t mean anything anymore.
Obviously there are very powerful resonances here for anyone who has witnessed a person sicken and die.
The first time I saw the Spanish one was at like four in the morning, and I thought I’d had a stroke lol