zifnab25 [he/him, any]

TrashFuture has hit on a few new attempts at Killer App firms, but it’s all Mindfulness this and AI that.

I think the last app I downloaded was an AI art app, which I used maybe twice.

Somebody explain to me why Eminence in Shadow is good, because I’ve watched three episodes and it just seems like horny Batman.

No microphone

Its funny, because I’d love to have a sound setup that accepts audio. I do FoundryVTT games regularly from my couch, and being able to talk at my TV, rather than setting up a bluetooth headset, would be great for hybrid home/remote games.

I know my TV has a built in mic, because it occasionally goes into “Did You Say Something?” mode based on keywords I never bothered to figure out. But I can’t get it to sync with the server I’ve set it up against.

Damned near everything has a mic in it, but nobody wants to let you use it for what you want.

Joe’s fundamental problem isn’t that he’s biased or somehow hostile to leftist critique. Its that he’s a shameless sellout far more focused on promoting his sponsors than providing useful information to his audience. Fundamentally, you have to see the Joe Rogan Show as a two hour long advertisement.

Just like any of those dippy morning shows that feature two drunk New York socialites giggling about the day’s news, the primary purpose of the programming is to sell self-help books, nutrition supplements, entertainment, and sleazy investment products. These “open” interactions are ultimately just sponsored content. His guests are overwhelmingly just sales guys making a pitch for their snake oil. And his blank gormless reception of every bow tie nerd and hack fitness guru is the canvas against which these hucksters pitch their product.

That’s kind of what free speech is about right there.

Its not “free speech” because these people are paying to be here. Rogan isn’t talking to these dipshits pro bono. He’s taking his cut of all their merch. That’s the whole reason he’s worth nine-figures.

Dude’s running the toxically masculine version of the Home Shopping Channel.

The apotheosis of what a dumb guy thinks a smart guy sounds like.

The manifested avatar of a crowd of drunk college kids having an uninformed debate.

The patron saint of mansplaining.