So letting a bunch of isolated inbred hermits in the middle of nowhere decide everything instead is a better way of doing things?

I basically just described my actual thoughts about the song, though. The opening is a banger, the part from “I see a little silhouetto of a man” to “Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me, for me, for me” is kind of a mess, then it goes to a bit that sounds like it should have been the opener of a third song, before finally finishing on something that actually matches the style of the first bit. The whole thing is a weird patchwork that somehow became a hit.

But I would LOVE to hear some complaints about Bohemian Rhapsody.

Wish granted. It’s a haphazard mish-mash of two potentially-good songs and one frantic pile of word salad, resulting in a scattered, inconsistent mess.

The King is dead. Long live the King. The people going after these sites are just playing a game of whack-a-mole. New sites will always sprout up to fill in the gap.

That’s not far off of something that happened to me once a few years ago. My computer suddenly started struggling one day, and I quickly figured out that my hard drive suddenly had 500 gigs or so of extra data somewhere. I had to find a tool that would let me see how much space a given folder was taking up, and eventually I found an absolutely HUMONGOUS error log file. After I cleared it out, the file rapidly filled up again when I used a program I’d been using all the time. I think it was Minecraft or something. Anyway, my duck tape solution was to just make that log file read-only, since the error in question didn’t actually affect anything else.

He had no rival. No one could be his equal.

I was always a fan of Mednaffe, a GUI frontend for Mednafen, for all of my NES, SNES, and GBA emulation needs. Of course, that’s all a bit moot now that I have a handheld.

That wasn’t even the first time Trek did the “catching up to a sleeper ship” plot. TOS did it earlier, and then they made a movie out of that episode.

Putting the roll on backwards doesn’t stop my cats. I have to have a towel draped in front of the roll.

This is why, if I ever develop a game, I won’t use the letters or symbols on the buttons. I’ll show a set of four buttons, with the one that needs pressed highlighted.

The right to swing your arm ends where it would hit my face. You like the vroom vroom noises? Nobody cares. You make the vroom vroom noises in the middle of a neighborhood with a bunch of bystanders around who were minding their own business? Everyone cares. I experience physical pain from loud noises. They don’t just annoy me. They HURT. I’m that sensitive to noise. Keep your roaring shitbucket out in the boonies where the sound won’t knock me over.

This is hilarious.

So, Kevin Conroy’s ghost is going to haunt Putin?

It’s a link to the website’s front page, not the offending images.

How do you sacrifice 16/25ths of a person?

True, and this time “The House” wasn’t the casino.

I don’t know. Laptop seems a bit small. I’d be having typos all the time with that setup.

I’ve never been much of a sauce guy. I regularly cook with habanero powder instead.

My opinion on trans athletes is that I lack the qualifications to have an opinion. What happens to the human body during transition should be pretty well-documented by now, though. I’m sure if there’s any real problem, the doctors who work in gender-affirming care would be pretty vocal about it.