Guess it was a stretch but there is a popular book by Asimov called "I, Robot", this version looks like a bro.
Going to swing an miss on a few. Just trying to make a sci-fi meme a day using golden era sci-fi art and themes. Personal challenge and I'm bored at work.
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If your life is boring, it's because you are living in a manner that isn't enjoyable to you. Quit your shitty job and find a better one. Move to a different area if your current area it's not pleasurable to you.
That line shows a lack of experience. I find happy moments in life, but it's certainly not all sunshine and rainbows. I'm currently living my life for the betterment of my family, to provide for them. I have to work a job I hate and I given up most of my free time for them. Do I hate them for it, absolutely not. Do I struggle mentally because of it, certainly.
I can't move because I can't afford to find a home where I can move my family to. My mom lives with us, which makes it more complicated. Not easy to move from a low cost area to anywhere else and find the same space typically beyond my means.
I can't switch jobs, because I'd have to take almost a 25% to 50% cut in pay to do what "I want" which is a big hit when you're just getting by already. I stick with it and keep it mentally as a thing I have to do to provide for others.
I question this every now and than and my own well being is less than those around me. Sucks a lot, I make the best of it. Let me be negative about life it's one outlet I have left, I keep myself going by taking my suffering and altering it into a form of dark humor to lessen the blow of reality.
If you are able to do whatever you want when you want I envy your youth or your solidarity. You've obviously not had to make a sacrifice yet or you have been very fortunate. Don't punch down at people who can't make those choices.
One of those past interactions. We stayed up drinking on the back porch talking until 3am than got assaulted by a massive inner city racoon and I had to bash it with a metal trashcan lid to stop it from charging us. Don't worry I didn't kill it. Thing was persistent, first time it backed off a few yards temporarily as if to fake me out and than turned around and came charging straight at us a second time. Felt like a hobo knight defending his punk rock maiden.
Everytime I see a raccoon digging in trash I think of our time together fondly.
This is fresh in my mind because I just took my kids to a game store to buy a gift for someone who wanted Pokemon cards. Big mistake.
Unfortunately I picked the day they had a MTG tournament. We barely got inside when the wall of stench hit us. One of them noticed a guys hairy ass crack hanging out as well. They were very verbal about both and I don't blame them.
Decided to just go somewhere else because it was unbearable. The whole ride they couldn't stop talking about how it smelled like unwashed ass, BO, and sour milk.
What I struggle with is the balance between accountability and understanding. Viktor Frankl wrote in Man’s Search for Meaning that even in the concentration camps, where survival seemed to justify anything, people still chose differently. Some prisoners became cruel enforcers, punishing their own, while others found ways to remain kind and merciful. Frankl’s point was that even in the darkest times, we still hold the freedom to choose how we respond.
That leaves me questioning: how much of “bad” behavior is survival instinct, habit, or circumstance, and how much is chosen? We can’t excuse harm, but we also can’t ignore the human story behind it. Maybe the answer lies in holding people accountable while still leaving space for them to change?
If anything seems consistent it's that ignorance breeds fear and hate. Understanding is how we overcome ignorance. Doesn't always work out that people can see eye to eye, but that does seem to be the correct path before violence.
Oddly enough, I cherish all life. I joke because the world is often dark, and humor helps me embrace and cope with the unchangeable nature of life and death.
I don’t believe the death penalty is the answer. I’m a strong advocate for reform. I believe everyone deserves a chance to change, mostly because I’ve changed myself, and I want those around me to bounce back from the worst and grow into fathers, mothers, or even symbols of hope for others who have stumbled.
There are people like Charlie Kirk who were angry at the world, consumed by hate. Killing someone like that is the quick path. But the slower and more meaningful path, the one with a greater chance of creating lasting good, is changing their perspective. That could undo not only their hate, but also the hate of those who listen to them. Instead, by destroying them, we often create more fear and more hate.
I know many will say some people will never change, that they are incapable of seeing from the perspective of those they hate. And maybe that’s true. I admit, I struggle to understand fascists, and you might too. But if this conflict is ever going to truly end, it will take understanding, not killing.
Maybe I’m wrong. I just think life, all life, is precious. Some people throw it away through drugs, hate, or wasted time. The addict who never recovers dies with their potential unrealized. The person who clings to hate dies with nothing but bitterness. The real tragedy isn’t just their death, it’s the life they were given and chose to waste.
What happened was unfortunate, no one got through to him in time. Or nothing worked. Just like a heroin addict found dead with a needle in their arm. His hate put a bullet in his neck.
Guess it was a stretch but there is a popular book by Asimov called "I, Robot", this version looks like a bro.
Going to swing an miss on a few. Just trying to make a sci-fi meme a day using golden era sci-fi art and themes. Personal challenge and I'm bored at work.
Also passively trying to teach people about these artists and books via Details in original post