I like calling mine Mothra. It’s not clever, but I couldn’t think of anything else when I first realised I could rename the seamoth and wanted badly to name it.
What about Bumblebee or Weasel? The seamoth’s small and manouverable, it makes sense.
It would be if the US had stolen the recipe for mayonnaise from Lakota or Vietnamese people. The level of appropriation Israel commits to pretend to be indigenous is extraordinary.
GDPR’s first form was actually decent for what it was meant for, but that spooked tech giants, and with their lobbying (or whatever europeans call it) they poked so many holes in it that it’s basically a colander with the botton cut out.
Kids have always dreamed of vocations. Kids feel that calling sense in a much purer way than adults can. They want to sing so they want to be a star. They want to make new things, invent stuff, so they want to be scientists. They want to be cool as shit so they want to become astronauts.
Capitalism fucks that up in so many ways. I’m not even talking about the fact that western kids today want to be streamers. Nowadays (as in as has been for decades) there’s no calling, even kids realise that being the lowest grunt in whatever organisation isn’t much of a goal so they also dream of “advancement”, except that means doing less of the thing you want to do to manage. And if you advance enough, you get to not do that thing you went in to do.
Worst of it all, this is just what we face as kids. To say nothing on the alienation we suffer from, to feel like an animal doing human actions and human fulfilling animal needs. Folks got so used to the term wage slavery that they don’t even comprehend how inhuman labour under capitalism is.
At great cost I presume, this sort of thing can’t be cheap