After the rebranding of Jeopardy (now known as “JO Party”), the quiz-game enthusiasts started putting on guerrilla shows. They did it thusly:
Firstly, set off a bandpass EMP to temporarily hobble the municipal helper-drones.
Secondly, 3D-extrude bootleg jailbroken HDMI-4 cables, connect them to an Arduino 2025, and auto-splice that onto the TVs in one’s local Amazon-IKEA electronics hub.
Thirdly, recruit nearby dazed shoppers with a promise of Yo! We’re Doing A Flash Reality Show Right Now, which is the truth.
Fourthly, promote the three most plucky-looking spectators to contestants, and give them each a spritz of helper-chip-antagonist.
Fifthly, pipe through the categories into the aforementioned TVs - their questions and systems crowdsourced through post-workers’-revolution Taskrabbit members, working in countries where smart-contract-securitized social-credit-cartels are legal, or where whose illegality is unenforceable.
The screens were the color of a bright-blue sky, perfectly color-matched to Jeopardy’s originals by some fanatic, and onto each of them was streamed the familiar white text and friendly font of the Jeopardy board. But it was these categories which flouted the original nature of Jeopardy, in that their entries were answers whose possible questions were ambiguous or multitudinous or contested, or in fact, answers to which there were no questions at all. In a category labeled “History”, for example, one might encounter the answer, “Fencing swords,” or “Economic genocide,” or “A peat bog,” and then have to formulate a relevant question, as the mollified eyes of one’s peers stared curiously, and one’s own information-chips gradually became terrifyingly numbed and useless.
The game-show fandom were, and are, largely fanatics for extreme difficulty, and so in the course of this event, as the contestants’ brain-chemistry reverted to baseline, and as their wild realization of personal dysfunction became more unbearably acute, the ambiguity of the answers was increased yet further. “Perfection” - “Abuse” - “Malaise” - those who - sobbing or screaming - sprinted or fainted were replaced with other onlookers, and the process continued, scores racking up, the crowd swelling in their augmented and rapturous lust for Money!, and Seeing Others Get Money!. And when inevitably the anti-terror police arrived, the impromptu game’s organizers, rounded up and scanned, cracked open at the seams, and out of their quickly cold-flaming evaporating husks toppled a pile of detuned televisions, each blinking the same white-on-blue message:
"JO Party! JO Party! JO Party! FOX-Comcast-TimeWarner-Netflix, streaming every weekday night, worldwide!"

After the rebranding of Jeopardy (now known as “JO Party”), the quiz-game enthusiasts started putting on guerrilla shows. They did it thusly:

Firstly, set off a bandpass EMP to temporarily hobble the municipal helper-drones.

Secondly, 3D-extrude bootleg jailbroken HDMI-4 cables, connect them to an Arduino 2025, and auto-splice that onto the TVs in one’s local Amazon-IKEA electronics hub.

Thirdly, recruit nearby dazed shoppers with a promise of Yo! We’re Doing A Flash Reality Show Right Now, which is the truth.

Fourthly, promote the three most plucky-looking spectators to contestants, and give them each a spritz of helper-chip-antagonist.

Fifthly, pipe through the categories into the aforementioned TVs - their questions and systems crowdsourced through post-workers’-revolution Taskrabbit members, working in countries where smart-contract-securitized social-credit-cartels are legal, or where whose illegality is unenforceable.

The screens were the color of a bright-blue sky, perfectly color-matched to Jeopardy’s originals by some fanatic, and onto each of them was streamed the familiar white text and friendly font of the Jeopardy board. But it was these categories which flouted the original nature of Jeopardy, in that their entries were answers whose possible questions were ambiguous or multitudinous or contested, or in fact, answers to which there were no questions at all. In a category labeled “History”, for example, one might encounter the answer, “Fencing swords,” or “Economic genocide,” or “A peat bog,” and then have to formulate a relevant question, as the mollified eyes of one’s peers stared curiously, and one’s own information-chips gradually became terrifyingly numbed and useless.

The game-show fandom were, and are, largely fanatics for extreme difficulty, and so in the course of this event, as the contestants’ brain-chemistry reverted to baseline, and as their wild realization of personal dysfunction became more unbearably acute, the ambiguity of the answers was increased yet further. “Perfection” - “Abuse” - “Malaise” - those who - sobbing or screaming - sprinted or fainted were replaced with other onlookers, and the process continued, scores racking up, the crowd swelling in their augmented and rapturous lust for Money!, and Seeing Others Get Money!. And when inevitably the anti-terror police arrived, the impromptu game’s organizers, rounded up and scanned, cracked open at the seams, and out of their quickly cold-flaming evaporating husks toppled a pile of detuned televisions, each blinking the same white-on-blue message:

"JO Party! JO Party! JO Party! FOX-Comcast-TimeWarner-Netflix, streaming every weekday night, worldwide!"

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johndisneys:

The Shining | 1981, Dir. Stanley Kubrick

gizensha:

raggedyanndy:

thisbombasspussygoticktick:

infamousnfamous:

melloprincess:

OH NO THE IMPENDING THREAT OF ACCESSIBILITY
SAVING PEOPLE FROM PANIC ATTACKS???? WHAT EVER WILL WE DO???? Think of the CHILDREN


#CAN IT BE STOPPED???#why…would you want…to do that#why is your mild annoyance at the idea that someone may experience discomfort or even psychological injury from certain things#supposed to take primacy over the safety of mind and person of others


Trigger warnings are literally a two scone blarb of “This might upset some one because xyz” y are ppl so annoyed?

ok! seriously! there’s a waterslide at Noah’s Ark water park in Wisconsin Dells that is fully enclosed and painted black and has little holes at intervals along the sides, so that when you’re going down it full speed it gives the illusion of flashing lights, and there is A WARNING POSTED OUTSIDE THE SLIDE THAT IT MAY CAUSE SEIZURES.
I NEVER HEARD ANYONE COMPLAINING ABOUT THE SEIZURE WARNING ON A WATER SLIDE “OH DAMN THOSE SJWs”

Even the free rag, The Metro, puts trigger warnings in it’s pages (Ill thought out warnings for arachnophobes that feature a sufficiently detailed spider on the pages either side of the triggering page (They might have fixed that design flaw, not sure) but…) - When did warning people about potentially triggering content become an ‘blog’ thing?
Actually, lets go through this - Stuff that had trigger warnings before the rise of blogs: Television shows (“The following program contains strong language right from the start.”/”The following program contains content that some viewers may find disturbing.”/etc), stage shows (Epilepsy warnings for shows containing strobe lighting), music cd’s, films and video games… But somehow when blogs start doing it it becomes this weird internet thing?
When the fuck did common fucking decency become considered this weird thing that only overly sensitive folk on the internet do?

Probably around the same time TumblrInAction-style reactionary-comedy went semi-mainstream. Now the mainstream is picking up whispers of it, I guess.

gizensha:

raggedyanndy:

thisbombasspussygoticktick:

infamousnfamous:

melloprincess:

OH NO THE IMPENDING THREAT OF ACCESSIBILITY

SAVING PEOPLE FROM PANIC ATTACKS???? WHAT EVER WILL WE DO???? Think of the CHILDREN

Trigger warnings are literally a two scone blarb of “This might upset some one because xyz” y are ppl so annoyed?

ok! seriously! there’s a waterslide at Noah’s Ark water park in Wisconsin Dells that is fully enclosed and painted black and has little holes at intervals along the sides, so that when you’re going down it full speed it gives the illusion of flashing lights, and there is A WARNING POSTED OUTSIDE THE SLIDE THAT IT MAY CAUSE SEIZURES.

I NEVER HEARD ANYONE COMPLAINING ABOUT THE SEIZURE WARNING ON A WATER SLIDE “OH DAMN THOSE SJWs”

Even the free rag, The Metro, puts trigger warnings in it’s pages (Ill thought out warnings for arachnophobes that feature a sufficiently detailed spider on the pages either side of the triggering page (They might have fixed that design flaw, not sure) but…) - When did warning people about potentially triggering content become an ‘blog’ thing?

Actually, lets go through this - Stuff that had trigger warnings before the rise of blogs: Television shows (“The following program contains strong language right from the start.”/”The following program contains content that some viewers may find disturbing.”/etc), stage shows (Epilepsy warnings for shows containing strobe lighting), music cd’s, films and video games… But somehow when blogs start doing it it becomes this weird internet thing?

When the fuck did common fucking decency become considered this weird thing that only overly sensitive folk on the internet do?

Probably around the same time TumblrInAction-style reactionary-comedy went semi-mainstream. Now the mainstream is picking up whispers of it, I guess.

Reblogged from Untitled
was stuck for days on a nasty bug that showed up when the GUI was very zoomed out, but now I’ve fixed it in a completely overengineered way, no compromises. and now I’m back on track. also: velocity-colors work properly now.
just noticed I have to fix the sidebar’s tendency to have colorful stripes top-middle-bottom when it needs to relegate them to the summary-view, whoops. I think I know exactly what I did wrong there, actually.
next step after that: debug/test most of the data-manipulation functions. whew

was stuck for days on a nasty bug that showed up when the GUI was very zoomed out, but now I’ve fixed it in a completely overengineered way, no compromises. and now I’m back on track. also: velocity-colors work properly now.

just noticed I have to fix the sidebar’s tendency to have colorful stripes top-middle-bottom when it needs to relegate them to the summary-view, whoops. I think I know exactly what I did wrong there, actually.

next step after that: debug/test most of the data-manipulation functions. whew

more progress on sect. still have lots to write/fix tho

more progress on sect. still have lots to write/fix tho

this thing I’m writing is looking pretty good all of a sudden

this thing I’m writing is looking pretty good all of a sudden

Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell -> replace every mention of “magic”/”magician” with “homosexuality”/”homosexual” and you make any potential reader into a giggling moron because it turns it completely into a subversive comedy
— gems from #lesswrong (specifically Strangewarp)
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