The following is a tremendously disproportionate analogy given that we’re talking about a microblogging website, but I really don’t think there’s any better term for it:

It’s really less like you’re calling Twitter by its deadname and more like you’re refusing to call it by its slave name. Twitter didn’t come up with this on its own, some guy just rolled up and said “I’m changing your name because yours isn’t cool enough.” Like, fukken Kunta Kinte.

Again, very unfortunate that that’s the only comparison that comes to mind but I’m really blanking on anything else. Jean Valjean, I guess. Maybe Darth Vader. Locutus of Borg.

honestly even just saying “shaped” is a bit of a stretch

“Sike!”

It would be very out-of-character for him to just now try to distance himself from the morally reprehensible, so I’m going to assume he simply forgot the man existed the moment he left his field of view.

That was pretty much the year movies became that big; Griffith’s Birth of a Nation, released the previous year, more or less revolutionized the filmmaking process and near-singlehandedly codified long-form cinema as we know it today. Of course it also made the KKK the good guys, so, you know, some aspects coulda been better.

Mary Pickford, Charlie Chaplin, and Douglas Fairbanks woulda been the big names at the time; D.W. Griffith’s Intolerance came out about three weeks prior and was cleaning up pretty well at the 1916 equivalent of the box office

At least we can rest easy knowing that concept art was eventually repurposed for the Nightsisters, and there’s no way anyone could ever sexualize a tribe of leather-clad magical goth lesbian amazons with spiky chain whips.

this is the weirdest political compass I’ve ever seen

Maaan, all I got was some stupid spatulas.

Once had an order arrive on-time, but the tracking information never got updated and kept telling me the package was “running late” and pushing back the expected delivery date, and then after like a week of that they just said “sorry, it’s been delayed indefinitely” and gave me a refund. For an order I’d already received. And I mean, I wasn’t gonna be the one to tell 'em they were wrong.

I still got my fingers crossed for a Young Indiana Jones Chronciles/How I Met Your Mother-style framing device where it’s Billy Dee Williams and horse girl cruising the galaxy in the Falcon, with the whole flashback to young Glover Lando as some old fisherman’s tale he’s telling that’s clearly being embellished in his favor

To be clear, this isn’t someone actually connected to the Cushing estate saying “hey man, that’s not cool,” because the estate did actually agree back when the film was being made eight years ago; this is some other studio claiming that, actually, it has the exclusive rights to puppeteer Peter Cushing’s digital ghost, because of some contract he signed back in the '90s or whatever.

'Cause, y’know, nothing quite says “justice at work” like watching the all-consuming media conglomerate duke it out with the copyright trolls over who gets to do the deepfakes.

hey I’ll have you know I keep all my broken earbuds in the same box in the garage with all the other cables and assorted dongles I can no longer identify and will likely never use, like any responsible citizen should

and then you’d just replace them with one of the other three dozen you bought from Wal-Mart for five bucks back in 2016

surely, surely it must be possible to write a movie about a video game that does not include the words “mysterious portal to another world” anywhere in the synopsis. we’ve been doing this shit since the fucking hoskins mario movie, please, something’s gotta give

…Does it come with an equivalent glue remover? Because I feel like I need that more.

bustin’ makes me feel goood

Looks like a juvenile, too, based on the color of the beak and the general gawky teenager energy.

Yeah skimming it very briefly, it looks like your instance doesn’t even show bot indicators, so, no way you could’ve known really. But there should be a button to turn it off somewhere in your user settings, probably down near the bottom.