I feel attacked (and scuffed and dog-eared).
Relevant incongruity.
Alright then, carry on.
Bingo, the subjects of crime documentaries are sometimes very difficult to paint in even a neutral light. Most producers don't even try, as if it were an honest effort to run their tongues over the cop's shoes the entire time. I think that the 2011 documentary from Werner Hertzog (Into the Abyss) is the best I've seen in recent years, given the way he's able to at least portray the subjects impartially.
No, not just you. I saw someone comment on this years, and years ago, calling "Copaganda". They were right, and so is everyone else I've seen talk about it, the way these documentaries glomp all over them like a 5-year-old with a hero complex is fucking pathetic coming from adults.
Just off the top
- AmonDüül II -Archangel's Thunderbird
- Spooky Tooth - Something Got Into Your Life
- Toxic Reasons - Get Out the Gun
- The Pink Fairies - The Snake
Fuck, I've got so many weird ones that I can't nearly shoehorn enough of them in here without writing a laundry list. If you want a band that's done solid work top-to-bottom for decades though, take a look at the Melvins.
I've heard and seen this before. It's difficult to articulate, let alone relate, but I think that the best representation onscreen that I've seen was in the series Maniac (2018) with Emma Stone, Jonah Hill, and Sally Field. Cinema sometimes makes for poor commiseration, but knowing that you're not alone might make it feel better, at least knowing that someone else knows and understands. Best of luck to you.
Its use as an insult to mock those to whom it applies, is what makes it a burn. I'm already well aware of what it is, but had never seen or heard anyone apply a specific name to it. It's mine now, and I'm going to use it to insult land thieves wherever and whomever they are.
Lebensraum
Wasn't aware of this expression before, thank you for the new burn. "Casual enjoyer of other people's territory, as though it had simply been their own backyard the whole time, left waiting for their return."
If that's happening to anyone, it lowkey just means that you're really stressed out about something(s), and not talking about it. In my experience, it's because the person in question is either bottling it up, or spending too much time alone.
Ice Man lol This entry is the reason that some of your Grandparents and Great-Grandparents called their freezers and "ice box".
Goddamn it man, not the user account password, the fucking admin account password. Did you even read the article? Every single user account's information was compromised, not one random jerk with 123456 for their password.
Speak for yourself, I'm holding out hope that the universe is actually a little fair, and that the dolt responsible to creating that password, and subsequently fucking over millions of people has their testicles ruptured. Who are these idiots?
"Spaceballs: the HR Robot"
Seriously though, who the fuck uses 123456 as the password for anything? The morons pulling shit like this are making bank while the people brought onboard by McDonalds make scratch by comparison, and would be crucified for fucking up even a fraction as much as this. Millions, with six zeroes, millions of applicants' data stolen from an account with the kind of password that a kid would use on their home computer. Fuck, this makes me so mad, the sheer incompetence.
That's just resting beard face.
Not an American, but it's worth saying that despite their labour market's galling shortfalls, they don't have a culture of 12 hour days for 6 days per week. Many work much less, and those who do pull those kinds of hours are typically tradesmen/women who make pretty good bank. Those types of jobs are being systematically eliminated by corporations, but I digress.
It won't be them living the reality though, it will be their subordinates and employees. The same ones already being crushed to death by production metrics, stagnation of wages and inflation. The people involved in these decision making processes are too well shielded from the actual consequences, beyond maybe driving past and seeing the ruins of what used to be towns/cities/neighbourhoods destroyed by the free market and social policies.