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Any posts criticizing men is quickly removed. Meanwhile there’s at least 5 women hating vent posts on the front page. They allow politics when it’s shitting on women.

HOW does this get hyped as one of the GOATs of all anime?! I don't understand!

It's a good show and well-done battle shounen, but that's all it is. I would've hated anime if this was representative of all anime. People are free to like it because art is subjective, but I hate that it always gets named as the perfect starter anime when it fucking SUCKS as a starter anime.

It's great as a starter anime if you know the audience member likes action and battle shounen. Otherwise, it's so mid.

FMAB is an anime that plays it safe and pulls its punches at all costs. The start of the original 2003 series, at least the start, does a far better job at connecting you to the characters and focusing on their psyches and the philosophical and psychological ramifications of the dark themes the story explores. It's not as manga-accurate as FMAB, but it does so much of a better job of making your care about the characters.

FMAB, like I said, is a well-done battle shounen, but that's what it specializes in. It's all about the action and the optimism and the power of brotherhood and friendship. It doesn't care to dive deep into the dark subject matter it explores. War, genocide, human rights violations, etc. are all major themes and concepts in the series, but FMAB loves to wrap things up nicely with a bow and cut to the action and then the comedy.

I vastly respect anime and all works of fiction that incorporate a vast range of genres and emotions. I like when things oscillate between light and dark. Sometimes a story calls for fucked up and depressing, other times it calls for fun and light-hearted. I like when a work can do both. FMAB is not one of those works. The show and manga (FMAB is more accurate to the manga than the original 2003 manga interpretation, which deviates in plot) largely wants to keep an optimistic, happy-go-lucky fun action story going. That's great, except you can't possibly tackle the dark subjects like genocide and do it justice while forcing everything to remain light-hearted. It just does a disservice to the work and all the ideas!

Take the very infamous Shou Tucker arc. Shou and his daughter Nina only are featured in a single, rushed episode in FMAB, but in FMA, they're featured in 2 and integrated into the main story before their arc is concluded. In FMA, you're given the time to bond with them and care about them, especially Nina, as Ed takes the exam, before all hell breaks loose. FMAB rushes through this then forgets about it, then gets praised for being so deep and impactful when it skips over all the good storytelling and psychological depth in favor of forgettable boring shounen action.

People are free to like FMAB, as all art is subjective. It just kind of annoys me that this basic battle shounen gets exalted as one of the anime greats and "gateway anime" when it's so far from that. There are so so so many more impactful, deeper anime, and also so many more entertaining, happy fun anime. FMAB is in a sour spot and bored the hell out of me. It was one of the first anime I ever watched and it was so forgettable, yet it's constantly being recommended to those interested in anime. If it was the first anime I watched and advertised as representative of the medium, I would've thought the medium was shallow and only cared about action. The contrast is even starker considering that its 2003 precessor was infinitely more interesting!

EDIT: Sorry that was a drunk rant^ lol but I do largely mean it

If u were to say this about any other group it would be considered derogatory.

Eg. Not all blacks but always a black person

please keep an eye out for these racist stickers posted around king street uptown Waterloo. i’ve taken down quite a few already. colonialist ideology like this has no place in our city or in our country.

matched with this guy and he asked me out on a date so we agreed on a location which is a very popular food area after work but not the exact place we were gonna go.

when we got there he suggested this takeout bento place, i don’t like getting takeout for a first date so i said i always love going to this other restaurant (not too expensive like around $30) and he said more reason to try something new. i was like well i have tried the place he suggested before (and i genuinely wouldn’t go again, the food was not very good) but he didn’t get the hint and i didn’t want to push it so i was like ok fine whatever.

at the bento place it is a like pick your food, pay, and sit at the sitting area kinda situation. because i don’t really like the food there i was taking a few minutes to choose what i wanted to get. after a bit i was like oh let me ask my date what he’s getting. then i look around and he’s nowhere to be found, until i saw that he was already at the counter paying for his food? and without telling me at all he went to find a table to sit down.

okay so first of all i do think the man should pay for dates. i don’t do 50/50, and for context this guy works in finance so he’s not broke and the bentos were like $10. that being said, i wouldn’t walk out on a date just because of this because i know it’s really rude (it just means no 2nd date).

however, even with a platonic friend where we are splitting, i would not go pay and sit down without waiting for my friend to finish picking their food or at least i would inform them first so they are not confused as to where i am.

i was really baffled by the lack of basic manners of this guy. so i weighed my options: i could spend my money on this mid bento box that i wouldn’t enjoy with this guy what doesn’t have any courtesy OR i could go eat the food i wanted to eat in the first place and have a better time.

tbh i feel like i should’ve just left without telling him like he went to pay without telling me but i do have manners so i told him i don’t think that we are a good match and left to go get barbecue. it was a lot better than the bento! i also felt very empowered to know that if a date isn’t going well i can just leave as i have definitely stayed on dates for too long as i felt pressured to be nice and polite.

bbq i had instead of the bento!

Last weekend, my grandparents hosted a big Thanksgiving family dinner. My distant cousins, Emily (31F) and John (30M), had travelled from another province with their daughter, Chelsea (8months; fake names). Chelsea is still in diapers and was wearing a cute Thanksgiving-themed onesie.

My grandparents had set up a long dining table with a linen tablecloth, candlesticks, and Thanksgiving decorations. It was a beautifully-decorated table. Before dinner, everyone was socializing when I noticed Emily had sat Chelsea directly on the table, while multiple relatives cooed and took pictures of her with the table decorations. I, however, was horrified. Chelsea was wearing a diaper and a onesie, but her bottom was still directly on the table where we were about to eat.

When we sat for dinner, I tried to sit at the opposite end of the table. But my parents wanted me to sit with them, and asked why I was avoiding their end. After a few attempts to deflect the question, I finally just said "I don't want to eat there because the baby was just sitting there."

I don't remember Emily or John being within earshot, but some of the relatives who had been taking pictures of Chelsea were nearby. The tablecloth was linen, so it couldn't be quickly wiped down and sanitized. And I didn't want to ask my grandparents to remove the tablecloth and undo all their decorations. So I just sat elsewhere.

After dinner, I saw Emily holding Chelsea and looking upset while talking to other relatives. I couldn't hear what she was saying, so I don't know whether it was about me. Emily and John eventually left without saying goodbye to me.

On the drive home, my mom assured me there was nothing wrong or gross about a baby sitting on a dining table, because she was wearing a diaper. I asked my mom if she would be comfortable with a diapered adult who had incontinence issues sitting on her dining table, and she admitted she wouldn't be. She eventually said that it's OK because it's a baby, and I don't understand because I don't have children. And that's kind of where the conversation ended.

I don't think my mom or anyone else could convince me that a baby's bottom is clean just because it belongs to a baby, but I also don't want to unfairly criticize or embarrass new parents like my cousins. I don't see them often, but I still want to get their number to apologise if they overheard my comment. However, I also don't believe I'm wrong for not wanting to eat off of a surface that someone was just sitting on. AITA?

Edited to correct some typing mistakes.

Depuis que les modèles IA se sont énormément améliorés (les dernières sorties d’Anthropic notamment) on voit plein de gens sur Reddit proposer des applis diverses et variées ou des mods pour jeux vidéo codées par Claude.

A chaque fois, alors qu’ils proposent juste un truc gratos, ils se prennent une volée de haine comme quoi « on n’en veut pas de ton slop » comme si il y avait une certaine noblesse à utiliser du code écrit par un être humain. On parle quand même de gens qui ont eu une idée, qui ont payé les tokens pour, et se prennent un déferlement de haine parce qu’ils la partagent gratuitement.

Ça aurait été compréhensible si le code était merdique. Mais soyons honnête deux minutes, en octobre 2026, Opus 5.5 est de très loin bien, bien plus compétent pour coder que n’importe quel développeur humain. Quand on apprend à s’en servir correctement, c’est un outil extrêmement puissant.

Que ça plaise ou non, la boîte de Pandore a été ouverte, et s’acharner à la refermer n’a aucun sens parce que l’IA est là pour rester.
On est plus en 2024 où l’IA était une bête machine à plagier et à halluciner, les progrès en quelques mois à peine sont monstrueux, et ça laisse beaucoup de gens avec un petit budget donner vie à leurs idées alors qu’avant ça n’aurait tout simplement pas été possible.

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Sverige om 100 år, om de rödgröna behåller makten. Sverige kommer då att ha islam som statsreligion.

Words can't even describe how proud I am of Elon and the teams at SpaceX and Tesla. 😭

Major political changes in the United States leads to the passage of extraordinary legislation targeting the concentration of private wealth. The American government successfully seizes the entirety of Elon Musk's personal fortune, including his shares in major companies, investments, and other assets. Rather than distributing the money domestically, the government reaches an international settlement that transfers the net proceeds of the confiscation to South Africa, Musk's country of birth.

The sudden influx of capital presents South Africa with an extraordinary opportunity. The country could use the money to modernize its electricity grid, expand railways and ports, improve water infrastructure, build housing, strengthen public education, and invest in domestic manufacturing.

I'm getting really tired of people constantly attacking Wuthering Waves over its harem-like or romantic undertones when other games do the exact same thing.

I agree that Kuro sometimes goes overboard with it, to the point where the main story can feel like it's revolving around this alone. But enough with this ridiculous smear campaign. You're entitled to dislike the game, but stop pretending Wuthering Waves is the only game guilty of doing this.

Whether you like it or not, the presence of these elements in a game is not, in itself, a valid argument for claiming that the game is terrible. If that's your standard, then you might as well call every other game terrible, too.

Before you guys huddle in the comments concerned about my mental health- no I am not unwell. I do not have or had Schizophrenia, my home’s Carbon Monoxide levels are healthy and I had no significant trauma that caused me what I’m about to tell you.  

This happened about 6 months ago. I have pondered every single day since putting together every single memory and evidence of my husband’s existence. My husband is my everything. We got married about 2 years ago after dating for 8 years- since high school. I saw him grow right in front of my eyes. So did he. I have touched his face, kissed everywhere on it in every phase of our togetherness. I know when he got acne, I know when it started clearing up, I know when his peach fuzz started growing thicker all of a sudden, I KNOW EVERY DETAIL OF HIS FACE, HIS BEING WITH MY EYES CLOSED. Oh God I am so frustrated! I fell in love with this face and this very face haunts me now. He has beautiful wavy hair, big dark brown doe eyes, thin lips, and a chubby face. 

Now back to 6 months ago. It’s a weekend. The warm sunlight hit my face. Around this time my husband and I usually have a lighter sleep, we both consciously cuddle and he pulls me close to him inside his huggiest, softest arms. I remember enjoying every bit of it. I started feeling his face while he buried it in my neck. When I ran my fingers by his jawline, I said, “Damn shawty, you outmogging me today.” (Ik cringe, ik ik). He laughed low and lazy. I felt slightly alarmed, his voice sounded a bit different. I thought he just had a bit of cold and ignored. I said again “ No fr it feels sharp. Maybe you don’t have to start working out at all.” He did not respond. Just dug his face deeper and and started breathing heavy. We slept for 2 more hours. I woke up with his kiss, my eyes still closed. He was asking if I want to shower together. I told him to set up the bathrooom with towels while I get up slowly. When I opened my eyes, my heart skipped a beat for a quick second as I glanced at him walking into the bathroom. I only saw him for a second before he went in. He looked so different.  

I blamed foggy morning brain and got up and stretched. I grabbed my phone to check the time real quick. I felt shocked. The man in my lockscreen, smiling at me was someone else- A completely different person. This man had completely kinky curly hair, full lips, hazel eyes and dimples on a chiseled face- almost uncanny looking. I stood there holding my phone for a minute. My husband from inside the bathroom started calling me, “Hun, you coming? I’m done taking a dump!” I start panicking but think this is a stupid prank of his. I asked him “Baby haha funny but seriously who is this man in my phone?” as I walked inside the bathroom. I felt my whole body, every single cell stand up. The man sitting inside the bathroom waiting for me was not my baby, my love. He’s the same man as my lockscreen. I started to back off, he saw my face and got extremely worried. He asked me what happened and I didn’t respond. I ran out of the bathroom to the living room where another shock was waiting for me. Our huge wedding pic that was hanging on the wall had that strange man and me in it! I opened my phone and started to skim through the gallery. EVERY SINGLE PICTURE IS THAT MAN AND NOT MY HUSBAND. How did his face change overnight? Am I okay? Am I losing it? Am I pregnant so my hormones are making me messy? I started thinking every little to big possibilities. He came running after me to the living room a couple seconds later. Who is this man? He looked different, sounded different. However, the same loving, endearing tone.  

I realized something was seriously wrong and I had to cool my head first before I told anyone about what had just happened. He came and hugged me and I hugged him back skeptically. I told him I had a bad dream and kind of carried it along in real life half asleep.  

Over the next few days, I figured out the only thing that’s different in him from my husband was just how he looked and sounded. Everything else about him was the same. My heart started convincing my brain at one point that this was the same person. My brain kept me alert. I had been to his parents’ place more times than the whole duration of our marriage just to snoop around. Let’s say this man I am currently living with somehow abducted my real husband and replaced every digital and printed pics in my phone and house with his face. The only hope was the very old album pics that my mother-in-law had- categorized in different album books. I went to her one day without my supposed husband. After a bit, I asked her to bring out all the albums to revisit memories. I had my heart beating so fast while I was holding the first album book. I was hoping and praying that the pics showed my actual loml’s face.  

I think I am losing my mind and I cannot tell anyone. I only confided in my friend after holding it in for months. She is empathetic towards it but I don’t think she believes me- I don’t blame her. I told her how my husband’s childhood pictures turned out to be a smaller version of that uncanny fuck. Even the picture that had spilled coffee mark in the back of him holding dandelions is the same exact pic, just the younger version of the other man, not my husband. She, just like anyone else in this fuckface world, told me my love always looked like that and that something happened to me. It breaks me every time I think of distancing myself from that man in my mind- what if he is actually my baby? He behaves like my husband, talks like him, takes care of melike him, DOES EVEYTHING LIKE HIM. WHAT IF THIS MAN IS HIM? What if I am just stuck in a bad dream and unintentionally pushing my love away from me? I got x-rays of my brain to ensure I do not have anything funky inside. Came out all positive. I am okay. Then what? I just want some outside perspective, some comfort from strangers. 

Edit: Hi I would like to address some comments for clarity.

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1. A lot of comments think it’s fake Ai writing. I am capable of making proper sentence structures with correct grammar. My entire life Ai was not a thing, it’s recent.

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1. I called it xray instead of CT scan or any other medical term because we call every scan related thing xray in my native language.

Just like calling it pampers instead of diapers. It was a quick and cheap way to determine primarily if there’s anything wrong with me before we moved on to mri and other procedures.

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1. To only a couple people believing me, thank you. The others who don’t, I genuinely don’t blame you.

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1. I am also not just sitting here doing nothing. Posting here is one of the ways I am dealing with this. If I genuinely get no helpful advice I will be deleting the post because I posted here for advice.

Im Umfeld erlebe ich das leider immer öfter: kaum jemand hat noch richtige Hobbies.

Seit ich denken kann, gab es immer irgendwas, was ich gerne gemacht und vielleicht sogar gut gekonnt habe. Früher eher irgendwas mit Lego Technik konstruieren oder Dinge am Mikroskop untersuchen, heute sind es das Rennrad, der Unichor und die Spiegelreflexkamera. So oder so gab es immer irgendwas, was nicht Schule war und was mir Spaß gemacht hat.

Das scheint sich gewandelt zu haben. Viele haben nur die Uni (in der Schule sieht es wahrscheinlich ähnlich aus) und Social Media. Vielleicht treffen sie sich auch mit Freunden um dann gemeinsam Social Media zu schauen. Das spiegelt sich auch in den Wohnungen und Wohnheimzimmern wieder. Dort gibt es in den wenigsten Fällen etwas, was auf ein Hobby hindeutet. Wenn man dann fragt, welche Hobbies die andere Person hat, kommt irgendwas in die Richtung "lesen" oder "reisen".

Hinzu kommt dann die "Unfähigkeit", sich tatsächlich für ein Hobby zu entscheiden, oder es einfach mal auszuprobieren. Da stehen dann das Gravelbike, die Kamera, etc. pp. über Jahre auf der Wunschliste und werden aus welchen Gründen auch immer (aber in den seltensten Fällen aus Geldmangel) nicht gekauft. Daraus folgt, dass alle immer SAGEN, was sie gerne mal machen würden, MACHEN tun es aber die wenigsten. Irgendwie frustriert mich das. Man könnte so wunderbar über Hobbies reden und spannende Gespräche führen, stattdessen drehen sich die Gespräche dann über die ganzen Dinge, die man machen KÖNNTE.

Alternativ wird vollkommen seelenlos irgendeine Idee von Pinterest oder Instagram kopiert. Über jeden Ausflug wird dann auch noch ne Story gepostet, weil es ja sonst nicht passiert ist.

Geht das noch wem so?

With the DLC incoming I figured it was time to make the transition and meet the locals. I really love the docks.

I am officially a man now.

For some reason the RuneScape 3 community is supposed to act like angels when we're opposed to an overwhelmingly disliked update.

Mod Anvil's comment about how our reaction was over the line is fine as a stand alone comment, but it doesn't exist in a vacuum. Reality is that OSRS players have shat on us for over a decade. Every single time RS3 is mentioned on OSRS there's comment about how they just hope the game would die and that it's just a terrible game. They are entitled to their own opinion, and I hold no grudge against people not wanting to play RuneScape 3 for the gameplay. Completely valid. However, when we apply the comment of Mod Anvil to the community of OSRS and how they interact with RuneScape 3's community, suddenly things are different. OSRS are "allowed" to say as much negative things about the player-base of RS3, how we are "losers" "sunk cost fallacy" and how our game is "dying, and they cant wait".

We have all read comment like this before. And obviously I'm not saying they shouldn't be allowed to comment things like that. They should, but for some reason we get official comments from J-mods that our behaviour is unacceptable. Isn't this odd to anyone else? Where is the official comment from OSRS community managers that them destroying the reputation of RS3 by spreading literally false information is not okay? Just wondering.

Finally, anyone who has been outside the Subreddit has seen the overwhelming sentiment from "new potential players" they gave up before even the cancellation, at the mere mention of changes being made. They were completely unwilling to budge on any point. Zero compromises.

Why is it weird that we defend ourselves, but not weird that others attack us? Just something to think about, I guess.

Again, I want to say that I in no way want to have people not be allowed to make comments like that.

What are everyone else's thoughts on this overall?

I feel like making a car do this is actually really cool. These thrusters also open the door for a lot of cool performance options in cars like these, such as improving cornering. The design doesn't sit with me as well tho. It kinda looks too low poly for my liking, but will probably grow on me like the Model S (I will never like the Cybertruck or Model Y tho). This definitely took a lot of engineering and I also wish the engineering team would get more credit than Elon because Elon is more like a CEO than a engineer, but it's still very cool. I feel like it gets too much hate because of the Tesla and Elon name.

With that said, flying cars should never be street legal as we already have Altimas nearly achieving lift off because of bad drivers, and Altimas are much easier to drive than a flying Tesla.