This past weekend, I made it through one of the big bosses in act 3 of Baulder’s Gate. I wept like a child over Karlach’s monologue about how she still feels empty after killing the guy who sold her to devils, and it didn’t change the fact that she was going to die. What’s the point of it all?
Playing Clair Obscur: Expedition 33. Drawn in by the grandness of the story but it all came down to the one thing that hits close to home for most everyone
I enjoyed the game, but I found myself wishing I’d felt any of the same emotional beats others did. The first few dramatic moments were impressive, but later parts of the story basically did nothing for me.
Think how much it resonates is going to depend on how it relates to your personal experiences with grief and how people deal with it. I think what hit home for me personally is how I could fully sympathize with all of the character’s motivations.
Yeah it wrecked me as someone whose family fell apart in the process of grief. It was so good
my cat died due to pericardial effusion. he was only 9.
the animal ER offered to save him, but it would have cost me $50,000.
Just getting him diagnosed and being in the ER half a day cost me $5,000.
before that probably 6 years ago when we had to put my mom in eldercare due to alzheimers. when she died it was a huge relief.
This article about the author’s cat, Benny.
I cry most days. Not usually from sadness. Yesterday there was some tender mpment in my kids’ TV show that made me well up.
Sun in my eyes and wind. Hard to cry when you know you are dead already.
There’s are two things.
My first girlfriend tricked me into getting her pregnant. My sister adopted our progeny. He turned eighteen a few months ago. He’d be well within his rights to hate me, but recently he’s been reaching out to me. I’ve been reaching out to him, too, and he’s responded. Every time we talk I want to cry from relief. I’m so happy he doesn’t hate me.
The other is the only dog I’ve ever had whom I chose to put down. She was the best dog I’d ever met but her pancreas had failed. She wasn’t eating and she was peeing blood, but what right did I have to decide her life was over? I hope I spared her some suffering.
Recently my nephew talked to me about my ex-dog. My goodness were there some emotions that night.
Like just a tear or two or full on weep? Because I would prefer not to dig in my memory for weeping, but just a tear or two? Cat claw in boob.
Lost my soul-dog to bone cancer at the end of February.
R.I.P. Ripley. Love you, baby-girl.
Watched an online screening of 20 Days in Mariupol a few days ago with a Ukrainian charity I donate to. Cried like a baby, just like the first time I saw it.
Allergies
The scene in Blade Runner 2049: The moment he realizes the advertisement called him Joe and it was all a lie, and decides to do the right thing any way. Can’t seem to find an unedited clip.
https://youtu.be/gX3bpVC7C14I’m still a believer that his Joi was different. Or maybe any of them could be, with the right environment. Much like Sam in Her wasn’t probably designed to go as far as she did, but they all (or many) ended up becoming something more. What was designed to be an AI girlfriend became aware in some aspects. Not saying what we have in reality is similar, just that emergence is still something to discuss even in a world of fakery to sell a product that isn’t really aware.
And it can be argued that even the tells of her being more could be saying what the user wants to hear, but… it may not be either. And that’s good writing, letting the reader have to fill in some of the ambiguous things on their own afterwards.
I want to believe. Maybe partially because it’s that much more tragic. His Joi wasn’t destroyed, she was murdered.
Careful with that logic. Many people feel that way about real ai right now and it has destroyed lives. Not that big of a leap today to compare the two.
It is a slippery slope. But the difference is that in a story you’re only given what the writer gives you, and you have to work the rest out. In reality you can show there limitations in what we have now.
It is a problem with our AI because like with anything else, people are easily convinced and marketed to for what they want to see, and they usually don’t want to dig too deep to find the truth in what they want to be true. Caveat emptor is Latin because selling something based on appearances has been around a long time. Today’s AI is our snake oil. It can be useful, but only if you understand what its limitations are, and how to best utilize its power while not getting sucked into its falsehoods.
sucked into its falsehoods
And its setting for “always be supportive”. There I completely agree. Sycophancy in today’s AIs is horrifying.
Breakup after a 9 year relationship.
HUG
Well, my mom died two weeks ago and my girlfriend of eight years left me this week, I suspect once the shock wears off the flood gates will open.
been there. when my dad died my girlfriend of 6 years left me for being ‘too depressed and no fun to be around’. i was going to ask her to marry me before he got really sick.
she was an awful human being.
Should be happy you dodged a bullet there man. Imagine how miserable your life would be spending it with a fair-weather only life partner ✌️
My input is meaningless, but just think it might be worth sharing my experience that everyone processes grief differently, and in their own time.
A support network helps, whether that be friends, family, or even a professional. Doesn’t need to be right away, but having someone to talk to or confide in when the time is right can help with managing grief in a healthy way before the proverbial levee breaks.
HUG
I got kicked in both balls and a hemorrhoid at the same time.
that should get you an achievement or something honestly
All I got was new pants.
Thinking about my Dad always gets me. Passed away 2 years ago today in his sleep. Died too young.
