That I knew one-a these words is at long last something good that came out of my atheist parents dragging their kids to church & singing hymns cuz it was the wright thing to do in 1961
About Idle Mental Hospital Tycoon:
Build hospital, help patients get better & become rich in this simulator
Would be better if there were more place to go... I've also noticed meal times are too short.
The way characters move is annoying.
I played a long time... came back to find all my progress removed.
Mental health is not a joke!
Same layout & colors as Prison Tycoon. Very boring.
Offensive. Makes fun of people with mental health issues.
Love it! I'm caught up in it.
D C B A - 25
It's time you walked away and set me free
I must move away, leave you be
Time's been good to us my friend
Wait and see how it will end
We come and go as we please
That's how it has to be
Here in crystal chandelier, I'm home
Too many days I've left unstoned
If you don't mind happiness
Purple pleasure-fields in the sun
Ah, don't you know I'm runnin' home
To a place to you unknown
I take great peace in your sitting there
Searching for myself, I find a place there
I see the people of the world
Where they are and what they could be
I can but dance behind your smile
You were the world to me for a while
- Jefferson Airplane
I dig rock and roll music
And I love to get the chance to play (And sing it)
I figure it's about the happiest sound goin' down today
The message may not move me
Or mean a great deal to me
But hey! It feels so groovy to say
I dig The Mamas & The Papas at the trip Sunset Strip in L.A.
And they got a good thing goin' when the words don't get in the way
And when they're really wailing
Michelle and Cass are sailin'
Hey! They really nail me to the wall
I dig Donovan in a dream-like, tripped out way
His crystal images, hey, they tell you 'bout a brighter day
And when The Beatles tell you
They've got a word "love" to sell you
They mean exactly what they say
I dig rock and roll music
I could really get it on in that scene
I think I could say somethin' if you know what I mean
But if I really say it
The radio won't play it
Unless I lay it between the lines
- Peter, Paul & Mary (1966)
Wikipedia quoting Simon Jeffes on the Penguin Cafe Orchestra:
In 1972 I was in the south of France. I had eaten some bad fish and was in consequence rather ill. As I lay in bed I had a strange recurring vision, there, before me, was a concrete building like a hotel or council block. I could see into the rooms, each of which was continually scanned by an electronic eye.
In the rooms were people, everyone of them preoccupied. In one room a person was looking into a mirror and in another a couple were making love but lovelessly, in a third a composer was listening to music through earphones.
Around him there were banks of electronic equipment. But all was silence. Like everyone in his place he had been neutralized, made grey and anonymous. The scene was for me one of ordered desolation. It was as if I were looking into a place which had no heart. Next day when I felt better, I was on the beach sunbathing and suddenly a poem popped into my head. It started out 'I am the proprietor of the Penguin Cafe, I will tell you things at random'
and it went on about how the quality of randomness, spontaneity, surprise, unexpectedness and irrationality in our lives is a very precious thing. And if you suppress that to have a nice orderly life, you kill off what's most important. Whereas in the Penguin Cafe your unconscious can just be. It's acceptable there, and that's how everybody is. There is an acceptance there that has to do with living the present with no fear in ourselves.
The word “nostalgia” is composed of Greek words for “homecoming” and “pain.” The Swiss physician who first used the term, in 1688, considered it a serious condition, a disease of the mind that weakened the body. The physician’s case studies included the story of a girl sent to a faraway hospital to recover from a bad fall. That girl began to refuse food and medicine, and would only repeat, “I want to go home.”
The physician recommended treating the early stages of nostalgia by distracting the patient, inducing vomiting, and opening a vein for bleeding. If all that failed, the only option that remained was to return the patient to their native land. This, he observed, often resulted in a full recovery.
from "The Theft of the Commons" by Eula Bliss, in The New Yorker, 6/8
"The pumpkin toadlet... which is about the size of a honeybee and the color of a cloudberry, has no problem launching itself high off the ground. But when the pumpkin toadlet begins to soar, something goes awry.
... Its sheer incompetence has become a subject of scientific inquiry."
Must be seen to be believed:
The article ends with a pure affirmation of Slack: "Every species should have the right to fail spectacularly, but on its own terms."
About sexist & racist Dall-E images:
"...we've made AI in our own image, and the results can be ugly. It's also an incredibly difficult problem to solve..."
!! Does anyone seriously think they should waste time & energy solving a COMPUTER TOY'S tendency to reflect society's racist biases?!!
I see it too often: let's go after images, cuz they're easier to change than the underlying social issues.
Church of the SubGenius Members-Only MastoDobbs.