yeah but 11.8 billion dollars is useful. We’re talking about the useless act they put on wherein they steal our useless stuff for 11.8 Billion dollars.
A finger’s worth of cream/moisturizer from a container I bought as a gift. It was labeled as being 0.1 oz over the carryon limit, so they asked me to open it and scoop out a tiny bit so that it would be under the limit.
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I can’t remember if they ever refer to it as anything else in that movie but I actually appreciated this scene in the first movie for two reasons:
Info dumps irritate me in sci fi. He’s like the main guy in charge talking to one of his lead scientists. They both absolutely fucking know why they’re there. They know what it’s called and what it’s for. He’s spelling it out for our benefit without breaking in-world character. If, in-world, someone started pedantically outlining what the rocks were for to their lead scientists, it would be the equivalent of calling them an idiot. Calling it “unobtainium” is like saying “we’ve had this argument before, I remember everything you said last time, you know everything I’m about to tell you, and nothing you or I do will change what’s happening because you cant get it anywhere else and oh yeah it’s worth a fuck load of money”.
I can’t remember if they later retcon that into being the actual name, but in that moment, it didn’t sound like the actual name, it sounded like slang being used informally during a semi heated discussion.
They absolutely deserved the Oscar for that movie (almost literally any of its songs) over fucking Tarzan
In the book he goes to space. Yeah.
I appreciate the movie as the montage of that period in American history it is.
That’s exactly what the comment you’re responding to is saying, with the additional observation that there would be even less resistance without the Snowden leaks.
*gun cocking noises"
meh, probably the cat.
My cat once deterred a home intruder back when I lived in a very shitty first floor apartment across the street from several very cheap bars. I had a rack of DVD’s by the front door next to a small table like area where I’d put my keys. My cat would be sitting there when I got home, or when outside sounds got interesting, and occasionally he would knock over that DVD rack when he’d leap away, especially if a loud sound scared him.
then one time I got home to a busted lock and a slightly open door. I tried to run in, but that dvd rack had fallen forward from him kicking off of it, bounced off the wall, and landed between the door and the wall, essentially wedging it closed. I had to hulk it open, crushing the dvd rack, but that had kept the intruder from actually getting in. My cat was panting in panic, so it probably happened only minutes before I got there. I made sure that cat lived like a king for 15 more years.
That’s going to go about as well as robotaxis and the Tesla robots
Here’s the fix for you: “Giving your money to Mullvad is like drinking at a Nazi bar. The bar’s great, but it’s full of Nazis”.