True. I guess the distinction, though semantically redundant, seems to be contextually necessary nowadays…

I have to disagree with the idea that the world has always been a terrible place. Actually building upon what you’ve said subsequently, the world itself isn’t terrible, it’s just a rock with some moss and critters on it, the systems we’ve created for ourselves are terrible. That’s exactly the nuance to which I was referring in my initial comment, Antinatalism isn’t universally applicable to all existing and potential existential contexts.

The world as it is now, yes. But this is far from the only option, thus the world is not an inevitable soup of suffering. So, no.

This is an overgeneralisation which completely misses the nuance. Antinatalism does not postulate that it’s morally wrong to procreate, only that it is morally wrong to bring another human consciousness into a soup of suffering, which… yeah, kinda’! I mean, is the world not presently a soup of suffering, with extra helpings on the way?

Personally, I doubt most people who subscribe to Antinatalism would do so if society weren’t literally a hell hole right now.

I… I don’t even know what to say anymore.

Eeexactly! That ‘dynasty’s’ been going on for so long, it’s narratively ridiculous and boring.

Don’t get me wrong, despite what my initial comment may indicate, I would LOVE to see something which goes in depth into The Force’s philosophy, its spirituality, but that foregoes Skywalker Lightsaber Fight™ by its very nature… Actually, no, acceptable Skywalker Lightsaber Fight™ in the original episodes, because those moments were used to punctuate.

Honestly, I always thought Star Wars would work as a Tales From the Crypt-style anthology, just pump out interesting happenings from across the galaxy as self-contained, 40-minute long episodes and put the meat on them massive bones! I bet one could pull off at least 3-4 12-episode series without even touching The Force.

“Twist-o Eyeball-o!”

I knew it! That kitchen table’s ruining my life! And my hips!!!

FEAST ON THEIR IDEOLOGICAL FLESH!!!

My loaf is bigger than your loaf, We take more drugs than a touring funk band.

SING IT!

My loaf is bigger than your loaf.

SING IT!

My loaf is bigger than your loaf.

SING IT!

Picard, hands on face

Oh, yeah?! What’ your DPS (depressions per semester)?

Heeey! It’s not, like… JUST that, okay?! No, I’m not in denial, shut up!

Can only give you my personal example:

I have a career in software QA, and I got into it because I personally believed in QA and its significance to generating good software for people to use. Hell, I even worked relatively low-paying jobs because it was compensated by job satisfaction.

Then enshittification took hold of absolutely everything, QA started being flushed down the turlet in the interest of cutting costs (and, I suspect, out of management incompetence and lack of perspective), and now it feels as though my passion got stabbed.

I still thoroughly believe in QA as an essential part of software development, I still try to do the best I can not out of dedication to a job, but to my principle-based belief that QA does more good than it does harm when properly performed. But I seldom have the context to be able to do that, instead being stuck with menial shit and/or rushed projects which don’t allow for a lot of testing.

Test your stuff, eat the rich.

“The Children of Asuryan haven’t received any new models since the 90s, y’know…”

Honestly, the most painful part of this is the dichotomy between the internet’s potential to become an evolutionary point for us and help us develop as a species, and the way we’re using it… We have the entirety of human existence digitised for our convenience and available at the push of a button and we just use it to terrorise and hurt eachother…

This must be the most 90s thing I’ve seen in a decade.

At least the water ain’t boilin’! Yet…

Exactly, pointing fingers just eats into problem-solving time at this point. Just shovel’em aside and start digging that drainage ditch, s’what I say… Once the job’s done, we’ll have all the time in the world to poke eachother in the eyes.