The irony is that the situation is pretty much the opposite of this – the US vetoed a symbolic, non-binding resolution for essentially messaging reasons (it didn’t explicitly acknowledge Israel’s right to self-defence), but when it comes to concrete action it’s providing millions in humanitarian relief, and Biden is pressuring Netanyahu privately and publicly to pull back from a full invasion and allow a relief corridor.

I get people not taking the IDF at face value, but Hamas ain’t exactly trustworthy, either.

Assuming you mean the actual Soviet Union, Chernobyl was incredibly well-done.

Context: https://godotengine.org/

Also known by one of the most badass-sounding terms in lexicography: the HAPAX LEGOMENON

You can do anything at Zombo.com. Anything at all. The only limit is yourself.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Long_Now_Foundation

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Memory_of_Mankind

Traditionalist

Preservationist

Anti-colonialist

When the sun is very low (nearly touching or even partly below the horizon), it’s typically shining through such a large amount of atmosphere that the sunlight is significantly weakened by the time it reaches your eyes. This isn’t always true though, for ex if the air is unusually dry, clear, or thin (such as near the poles). Good rule of thumb is that if it looks red rather than yellow or white, it’s likely safe to look at for at least a few seconds.

Does Google’s “verbatim” filter not do this for you?

Hint: humans are animals, too.

I can’t imagine how soul-destroying it must be to put so much time and effort into a big-budget game like this only for it to flop so utterly. Even notoriously bad games sell at least a few thousand copies; being ignored is even worse. I’d say “at least it’s not an indie game,” but then most indie developers would expect their games to have minimal uptake these days.

“WHEN LIFE GIVES YOU LEMONS, DON’T MAKE LEMONADE. MAKE LIFE TAKE THE LEMONS BACK! GET MAD! I DON’T WANT YOUR DAMN LEMONS! WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO WITH THESE?! DEMAND TO SEE LIFE’S MANAGER! MAKE LIFE RUE THE DAY IT THOUGHT IT COULD GIVE CAVE JOHNSON LEMONS! DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM?! I’M THE MAN WHO’S GONNA BURN YOUR HOUSE DOWN! WITH THE LEMONS! I’M GONNA GET MY ENGINEERS TO INVENT A COMBUSTIBLE LEMON THAT BURNS YOUR HOUSE DOWN!”

Not only is Odysee based on crypto BS, but it caters to conspiracy nuts, neo-Nazis, and other extreme-right hate groups. No thanks.

If I could mandate one rule for the fediverse that it didn’t already have, it would be a hard ban on reposts, especially those undated Twitter screencaps that took over entire subreddits the last few years.

When I fly Southwest, you’re supposed to check in starting 24 hours before to get a decent position in line. You can pay extra to get a guaranteed spot in boarding group A, but as long as you check in on the dot you’ll get at least B. Wait till the last minute and you’ll be stuck in a middle seat in the rear on most flights. Not sure how it works with other airlines, though.

Deleted how? I can see it here while logged in (though there are only a few posts):

https://lemmy.world/c/piracy

Couple nights ago, but it was weird enough that I had to write it down, which I hardly ever do.

I was shopping at a supermarket at night, with terrible weather outside. Pitch black, howling wind and rain, real tornado weather. Trying to use my phone to look up something when I started to hear ominous creaks and pops from the roof. An employee comes on the staticky intercom to tell everyone to proceed calmly to the back area of the store, which of course triggers a near-panic. As we’re all hustling to the back, the ongoing safety announcement sloooowly winds down in speed and pitch before everything kicks over to generator power. I’m one of the first to reach the back doors when I realize I left my phone behind on a shelf. Surely there’s time to reach it?

Just as I reach my phone, the generator dies and everything is near-dark apart from a handful of emergency lights. The creaks and groans increase, then a huge tearing sound. It’s not a tornado – it’s some giant horrible Cloverfield/Lovecraft/War of the Worlds monster ripping a hole in the back wall. A two-story greenish blob heaves into view with searching tentacles. Dozens of them catapult forward in long arcs and strike people, the rest flee in panic. I notice that each tentacle strike transforms the victim into a smaller creature, a couch-sized blob with a crazy happy expression. As they see people fleeing around them towards the front of the store, they toss smaller arced tentacles forward at angles to grab them. As they inch forward they start merging together like the T-1000. Real Mr. Frundles/The Thing vibes. The only chance was to hide behind stuff while they herded past/over you towards the front.

It kind of morphed from there into driving around outside in the daytime through a The Mist/Godzilla/Cloverfield pastiche, but that zombie arcing tentacle monster bit was really unsettling and I’ve got no idea where it came from.