State of the Game

Like i watch ancient aliens... not because the heavily incorrect statements and portrayed facts on the show are something i believe in. But because it's fun to think of the fantasy world where it's real. But it ends when the show turns off. Some people need to ride that high all the time and they become dependent and addicted to it.
 
i've been away, and for that i profusely apologies but I've been working on something masterful, and this is my first sequence....

Therefore may i present to you the Catipede

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im hoping it can power an iPad but we will see.

That's an incredibly hungry hungry hippo!
 
they're not interested in proving anything. they're interested in the calmness of certain belief or the collectiveness of belonging to a group ...or being the victim. or just being contrary to another group or the excitement of fantasy.
This is a simplification and generalization.
(Some of) conspiracy nerds are genuinely interested in getting to the "truth" after catching mainstream media on lies and manipulations.
Unfortunately instead of "progressing" by learning how to be a skeptic properly, they just change the source of mental pulp they uncritically fill their minds with from official to "alternative" sources.
What is like exact definition of going from bad to worse.
 
This is a simplification and generalization.
(Some of) conspiracy nerds are genuinely interested in getting to the "truth" after catching mainstream media on lies and manipulations.
Unfortunately instead of "progressing" by learning how to be a skeptic properly, they just change the source of mental pulp they uncritically fill their minds with from official to "alternative" sources.
What is like exact definition of going from bad to worse.

i dont think it's the truth they want. That's just the justification for their addiction.

i dont categorize people who investigate a conspiracy with conspiracy theorists. There's a difference. And you can tell which is which the fact that they'll usually be limited to 1 conspiracy ...not basically all of them involved in a given subject (or multiple subjects).
 
the only way cqc could be good is if it was launched from within the game (executed in a fade away similar to changing vehicles) and took place within the game universe and not some virtual reality and revolved around races (both ships and srv's) in a variety of tracks (taking place in the actual geography of planets in the game as well as taking place in man made facilities both on the surface and in space).. the planets and roid fields in question can be permit blocked to avoid interference ...or whatever

either that or the cqc game is used to allow players to pick special CZ's to join. Where pilot orders will be made by factions involved in a CZ from all over the nearby systems to holo-in to control fighters in a cz. You can take these missions in any station within range (we'll say 200ly radius or whatever makes sense to get a good net over multiple players picking the same cz's) and as long as you remain in good standing with your faction, you can jump into the battle, get destroyed and jump right into another fighter in the same battle.

The whole virtual game tournament thing is stupid.

in fact, i'd probably think of a way to make the CG's in addition to just random CZ's what the cqc setup is used in. whether it's fighting or ferrying cargo from transport ships and dodging pirates / cops etc. Maybe implement certain powerplay events thru it. Though, that last part is really pushing the boundaries of believability.
 
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Shatner knows the score.

Those things put in the ears? Kale seeds. Vile, horrific kale seeds.
Well that's fine of course, but why Barry Gibb?

I mean I can tell by the way he uses his walk, he's a women's man and has little time to talk. I was sad to hear he had been kicked around since he was born, but on the other hand, he seems to have made peace with that situation and it's alright, it's ok, but I'm not going to look the other way.

What I never understood is the New York Times' effect on man.
 
You sound like some girl I knew once.
She was a lot of fun.
Fortunately I wasn't her (official) boyfriend when she was ... visiting me.
As an example:

I worked in a hospital pharmacy for 10 years. I watched patients and treated them, and sometimes watched as treatment failed and them sadly dying. I was glad I could walk out the door because I never wanted to go through some truly horrible deaths from painful diseases.

In my first year of moving to France I developed leukemia. I knew what I had, and knew exactly how it was treated and what I would face to live- and even then it would be down to chance. So, for several weeks I knew the things that were coming in the best case. I have a crippling fear of needles, and I knew the amount of them I'd face each and every day. Luckily (and obviously) I (so far) made it but it took its toll.

Two years ago my dad developed a problem with his bone marrow and after struggling for a year went downhill and died. I knew exactly what his treatment would be, and I knew the mental anguish he'd go through- except this time he died, very slowly and very cruelly. This time it was me on the other side of the door, but I knew what was going through his mind and body from my time in hospital.

Now, its odds on that I'll die like he did- despite being in my early 40s I'm well past my middle age and will live on borrowed time in my early seventies. Twice now I lived through having or dealing with a life threatening illness.... I wish I could forget that, because I've most likely rehearsed my own death twice.

So for me, ignorance can be bliss.
 
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