I have to say that I have mixed feelings about the Ninja Creami blender-style ice cream maker compared to a churner. But holy shit it makes perfect milkshakes with near zero effort. Makes it completely worth it.
In addition to questions of end-of-life, Existentialism also deals with questions of purpose-of-life. Which can be mind racking even if you're not afraid of death.
Still not super interesting questions to me though.
Erstmal nur sehr allmählich und in sehr geringem Ausmaß.
Aber bei 360 Grad Umfang steigt der Reifenabrieb sprunghaft an, weil der Reifen erst dann zum Fahren taugt.
I think it's interesting seeing people in the restroom. Like if it's just some number 1, conversation time. But if it's number 2, no eye contact, no words to be had. Like you're ashamed of your own poo baby. Be proud of that loaf bro... You made that with your own body.
If i understand correctly, whataboutism is used to burry a statement without any solid counter-argument. The accusation of it burries the whataboutism’s argument, which could be valid nonetheless.
Maybe now that traditional memes are well on the way to being drowned in a sea of low-quality propaganda made by idiots, the cool kids will move on to text posts.
Rechecks notes … rechecks notes again … rechecks notes some more … opens up some binders for more notes … goes into their filling cabinets for more notes … reviews their idea board with more notes and pictures … taps away on a computer to review their online databases … ??? …
… WAIT A MINUTE!!! … They were never there!!! There are no cool kids!!!
Actually, I knew. We were immature and playing for longer than other kids but there was a feeling the last time. I can picture it now, running around in the dark giggling and as our Make Believe characters. It was harder to assume our roles that time. We promised to play again at the next sleepover but somehow, I knew. There was a crisp winter feeling of finality and I felt that we were leaving the world of pretend behind. The next time we hung out we did other things that were fun. Dance to Whitney Houston, read books, sneak into their mom’s room to try on all of her random hats, general pre-teen shenanigans.
I think we knew we were behind. At least I was aware of it. For a while we didn’t care but the horrors of puberty come for us all I suppose.
Yep, I’ve done it accidentally before. I replied to what I thought was a mastodon account but it was a Lemmy sub. All the comments on that thread come to me on mastodon as replies.
Since I did it by accident, and they also didn’t know it, we were all very confused for a while.
I’ll sometimes tag Lemmy communities in my mastodon posts. The only thing I dislike about it is how Lemmy displays tags in the post title. There’s got to be some way to fix it so it’s not so off-putting.
Algorithm-based social media "recommendations" has normalized us putting up with blatant SPAM
Imagine if gmail or outlook were to place emails by 'creators and brands you might like' in your inbox!?
Following the process of enshittification, the algorithm on many social media platforms is becoming an excuse to push blatant amounts of SPAM to users. It starts as a feature that is genuinely useful, but becomes a tool to show you ads, content from paying users or to keep you hooked with rage-bait content as social media platforms seek to extract more value out of its users.
Algorithm-based social media has its benefits, but looking forward it is becoming increasingly necessary that such an algorithm runs client-side and is owned by the user.