Obviously, the difficulty with very niche communities not being useful here can be annoying.
And, being real, the lack of robust moderation tools makes moderating a pain in the ass.
But, overall, I find the people on lemmy less prone to bad behavior, and the discussions more rewarding. That makes up for the underlying missing functional things worth it.
Reddit, even before they went full asshole as a company, had the major problem of being big. Humans are assholes for the most part. The more people you have, and the lower the bar for entry, the more of those assholes are going to be a problem.
Lemmy has assholes too. The usual knee jerk reactionaries, trolls, and that sort of thing. But the very minor extra effort of having to pick an instance reduces how many of the brain dead assholes will put in the effort. The assholes are a better quality of asshole lol.
But damn, there were some long established communities on reddit that simply can’t be reproduced here because you can’t make old communities. There are a ton of subs that had been around since subs came around. You can’t duplicate that kind of organic growth. There’s very few C/s on lemmy that have a real sense of community yet. I think it’ll happen, but it hasn’t had time for a lot of real cultures to spring up the way reddit had.
I miss the hell out of those long established neighborhoods.
For me, it was an inability to only finger strings properly, even after about six months of practice. My hands, even back in my teens, were huge. That includes big fingers (size 14 ring at the time)
Since I didn’t have the freedom to try other instruments in a useful way, I just decided I had better things to do with my time than fuck around making dissonant sounds on a guitar.
But, before you give up entirely, maybe try learning a simple song all the way. That was what actually made my decision. I knew what it was supposed to sound like, knew where my fingers were vs how the strings were supposed to be used, and knew I’d never make the music that drove me to want to try in the first place.
If you can manage to learn one song and play it to the point you can tell what you’re playing, I say keep going. From that point, it’s a matter of practice and figuring out what lessons work for you.
But it is a learning curve that kills a lot of potential players of any instruments. I hang with an old high school friend that fronts a band. I’ve had this conversation with him (and he reached the same conclusion I did after teaching me a little on both tenor and bass guitar, that I might so something, but it wouldn’t be what I wanted) about getting past that wall.
He said that in person lessons are the best way to get past the initial “what the fuck is going on” stage where nothing seems to work. A lot of people pick up a book, or watch videos and try to get going. But those methods don’t work for everyone. So you kinda need someone that can give active feedback on all the little things that go into learning your first song.
And that’s what he says the goal should be; you pick a simple song, learn it, and then improve on it. Takes a few weeks for a lot of people to get something like amazing grace or Mary had a little lamb down to the point that it sounds right. But you have to start simple because you’ve got to get your hands used to the job. It can take a thousand plus repetitions of a given action to commit it to memory in a way it becomes fluid and natural (which is a thing in martial arts, btw, you have drill the hell out of a technique before you can spar with it).
But it’s also okay to give up. It’s your time, your energy. If you’ve discovered that the return on that isn’t fast enough to give you what you want/need, why waste part of your life banging against the wall? Sometimes a learning curve isn’t worth climbing.
If you’ve covered your ass already, that’s pointless. Hell, if you’ve already got a record of his orders vs your recommendation, it’s more trouble than its worth.
Cover your ass, then follow orders. The job is, whether anyone likes it or not, to do what a supervisor tells you. If the supervisor is an idiot like yours, that doesn’t change. Do the job, cover your ass, and hope for the best.
Whatever the equivalent word would be. Leader, chief, boss, it doesn’t really matter.
As long as the concept of a single leader existed, it would have been applied to something like bees. Wouldn’t need monarchies to recognize a central focus of an insect group, and pick the closest word for that.
You could maybe argue that there might be some alien species that had no concept of ever needing a decision maker, and they would have to coin a new word for the main reproductive entity of a hive. Something like mother might be used, if the aliens had that concept at all. Perhaps “generator” would be a close enough equivalent that the imaginary aliens would be almost certain to have a similar enough concept.
But humans had a concept of needing someone to make decisions about things way back. So I don’t think it’s a realistic enough idea to say that in the absence of monarchy that we wouldn’t have some kind of term for a person in charge.
Not that anyone wants them, but I’ve had the same policy about my books. They got “leaked” by a friend that put them in his soulseek folder. Doesn’t bother me at all
I have kind of abandoned keeping a gaming PC up to date because I get sick of the bullshit. But the one I have currently isn’t too far behind, hardware wise.
But I use it for piracy, image management (including editing), video editing, etc. The stuff that punks out other devices.
I have a dedicated media PC that is hooked up to the TV and stereo, but is isolated from anything else. That’s what I still run Windows 7 on because musicbee on Linux isn’t ready for prime time.
Then there’s my wife’s old computer that’s hooked up to my kid’s tvt, not that it ever gets used. But it’s functional, so until it dies, that’s what it does.
My laptop is exclusively for my writing. Dual boot with win 10/mint Linux. The win10 exists only for a specific piece of software that makes publishing to amazon easier. No games, but I do some media playback with it when I have to travel.
Phones suck at media management, word processing, and pretty much everything else tbh. Too many lobbyists limitations, too much crap for proper multitasking, no good apps for long form writing. But I do use them as music players at home via headphones.
Tablets are for portable video consumption, crappy mobile games, and reading. Some short form writing is possible on a decent tablet.
I don’t see phones taking over much of what I use a laptop for, ever. And the screen size of even the biggest phones would suck for media management, even if it was realistic to store large amounts on one.
Point A: never, ever whine about votes. It’s lame as fuck. You take the downs and the ups and whining about the downs, or crowing about the ups is just bullshit.
PointB: I agree with the basics of what you said, but you miss a huge factor. Read on if interested.
I agree wholeheartedly that any commer product throwing vegan in front of a word for another food is bullshit. I even agree that the path to good vegan foods is abandoning the idea that meat needs replacing when there’s entire cuisines that offer amazing food built around non meat, non animal sources.
It is also important to note that not only am I not vegan, I troll vegans occasionally by calling them religious zealots (because the ones that you run into are lol. The nice ones just live their lives and don’t bother anyone.)
However, unless a person is raised without exposure to meat based foods, the truth is that meat is yummy, and a lot of foods that we take for granted and love are either meat based, or contain animal products.
This means that new vegans are trying to figure out how to change their entire life, and need help getting there. And, even as they learn more about plant based diets, they’ll be having people they love that still eat meat, and substitutes become a form of good manners. Having substitutes isn’t a bad thing. Again, I make fun of the jerk vegans, but being able to choose what kind of ingredients go into what I’m eating is a huge plus.
But how is anyone supposed to run searches for recipes without the word vegan being involved? “Non animal product sausages” is going to bring back wildly different hits than “vegan hotdogs”.
The vegans I know (and cook vegan food for) did eventually transition away from a reliance on “replacement” dishes. But it’s a process and it’s one that means they’ll miss some of their old favorites unless they do make these kind of things.
Point C: dude, don’t rub your pet peeves on other people. It’s rude.
Remember, you asked for it lol. It is long, so wall of text warning.
Aight, I enjoy the joke too.
However! I encourage people to remember that grandpa joe is not a faker in the world he’s from!
Since the movie is what most peeps remember, and where the memes usually come from, the first thing to remember is that it’s a musical.
Musicals, by the established rules of the overall genre, do not reflect reality at all times. Even mostly dramatic musicals like Man of LaMancha break some reality in order to function as musicals. Take the scene with the ruffians and “Dulcinea” as an example.
Second, the movie. Willy Wonka and the chocolate factory is essentially a fantasy piece. You’ve got the Oompa Loompas as prime evidence of that. Orange skinned humanoids that do not exist in the real world (jokes aside). Many things in the chocolate factory break the laws of physics or otherwise bend reality. There’s geese laying golden eggs, ffs.
Third, the theme of the movie isn’t actually torturing children. The theme of the movie is the redemptive and uplifting power of dreams. That’s achieved by the journey of Charlie getting his golden ticket and everything in his life getting better.
Grandpa Joe hasn’t been laying there in bed faking it (though, in movie, there’s never anything about the grandparents being unable to move or walk at all, they’re just frail and weak).
He is in his eighties or nineties.
What gets him up and dancing isn’t that he was faking and forgot to, it’s joy.
GJ is transformed by joy, by happiness. His grandson has, through luck or destiny, gotten the golden ticket to a brighter, better life! This doesn’t trick Joe into forgetting his infirmity. It gives him the joy to overcome it.
Joe’s transformation, rejuvenation, is because he is so filled with joy that his grandson will have a new life, that it changes him into the grandfather he wished he could be. Don’t forget that he had sacrificed his one real pleasure to give Charlie a chance at that.
But, look, I know that the grandpajoehate is ostensibly a meme. It’s a joke poking fun at the very musical rules that allow a bed-bound person to magically be cured in the first place. But it never acknowledges the fact that his spontaneous rejuvenation is magic, and that the magic is the magic of love.
In a cynical world, we believe that love is not transformative because the real world grinds us down. But love can be transformative for us too. We just have to be willing to let it work.