Holy shit. I’m watching a video about the making of Robocop 2 and this bit from the original script is very familiar. This was supposed to be satire, y’all.

Sounds about right for 2024.

GameStop was pulled from the ashes by retail investors, only to treat their employees like shit. A close friend works there and his already overworked and underpaid manager’s time off request to take his wife to chemotherapy infusions was denied. Nice.

Death is not the end. It’s the beginning of being dead.

Here's the acceptance criteria for automatic faucets, soap dispensers, and paper towel dispensers: they must engage the moment I put my hands in front of them. Simple as that.

As far as I can tell, the technology is apparently not ready yet.

The trombone is just a giant slide-whistle for bass.

An appropriate first post.