So John K. Samson wrote a song about my mental state in 2020.
https://johnksamsonmusic.bandcamp.com/album/fantasy-baseball-at-the-end-of-the-world
You know what is a truly underappreciated blessing? Having boring genitals. You don't have to talk about them at job interviews. You don't have to talk about them with your parents. Omicronians don't hunt you down to kill you for your lower horn. If you have boring genitals, take a minute to look down and say "thank you."
"...another argument goes, if we create new words, we can avoid words with so much political baggage and make #climatechange the unifying issue it was always supposed to be, and logic will win finally the day."
https://www.thenation.com/article/environment/climate-change-language/
The fact that it eventually becomes hypothetically tolerable when you've escaped that early feedback loop of "you're not good enough to get to play/improve" is... ultimately a useless piece of trivia? That feedback loop shouldn't exist. I buy DLC to get more of the games I love, not to make a bad game playable.
I do not have the capacity to understate how abysmal the T99 free experience is. An endless loop of waiting a full minute to queue into a match, getting to play for less than a minute thanks to mechanics that significantly shorten the game for new players, and then a summary of how bad you are - that's the experience you have to grind to eventually get good.
What's especially stupid is that there is an incredibly easy way to solve Tetris 99's constellation of misery - provide a single player mode at no further charge. The fact that *the ability to practice the game is locked behind paid DLC* is, ironically, the perfect persuasive argument that you cannot afford to reward these fuckers with a single dime.