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In the 90s TV shows and Entertainment started doing this 'self-aware', 'subversive' thing. Basically, every character had to be witty, pop culturally aware, and good at psycho-analysing themselves with loads of big words.

Entertainment had to be self aware--on some level it had to realize it was entertainment. It had to realize it was entertainment and that it was contributing to the rotting of the masses brains via too much TV.(All those TV shows back in the day that ironically told you to watch less TV--I'll bet there was a joke like that on every episode of The Simpsons...)

The self-awareness led to strange trends; a make-believe rejection of corporate culture, a witty (so they thought) skewering of pop culture tropes, a grand, tongue-in-cheek recognition of the 'era' they lived in as being much different from any other, ("C'mon! It's the '90s!"-watch a few things from the era and see how often you run into that phrase, or something like it).

"Pop Culture" became something people were actually aware of-- and something they turned on its head at every chance. Exploitation Movies were recognized as "Exploitation Movies", and after that the genre collapsed.

The creator of Buffy The Vampire Slayer said he created it to subvert common horror tropes, such as the one of "the blonde cheerleader always dies" but soon enough no one could remember any movie where "the blonde cheerleader dies". The creators of The Simpsons created it to subvert the typical family sitcom--and now no one knows what a family sitcom looks like played straight. In the movie Clerks, the two clerks, Damien and Randall spend a whole scene discussing Star Wars. Only once the 90s started could a director give screentime to something so banal as discussing someone else's movie.

The basic principle was that originality had been all used up: culture was entirely self-conscious, quoting itself, recycling itself, mocking itself, inverting itself, doing anything but believing in itself. In a perfect world this would have just been a short phase--but the truth is, the 90s never ended.

Sincerity never reasserted itself. We moved on from the early 90s to the late 90s.We moved from the late 90s to the later 90s.We moved from the later 90s onto the latest 90s, and that awful decade, the 1990s,kept twisting itself on and on so that it might keep surviving in some grotesque form.

Basically I don't think the 20th Century ever ended... That guy who said history ended in 1989 was right I think.ヽ(´∇`)ノ

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In a song called "Ships," the Soviet Union's greatest songwriter
Vladimir Vysotsky stated, "I have no trust in fate, in myself even
less faith." This statement poses a profound challenge to much
contemporary thought in psychology.

According to contemporary psychology, self-faith (or self-esteem) is a
prerequisite for a successful existence. According to this thought,
Vysotsky should have been a complete loser. And yet he was one of the
most successful singers and songwriters in all of history. How can
this be?

Well it turns out that there is a very obvious reason why this can be.
Self-faith and self-esteem are far from the only powers out there.
Vystosky has been described by many people as being "the soul of
Russia." What this means in real-world terms is that he felt what the
people of Russia were feeling and giving these feelings expression.
People love those who articulate what they themselves feel, especially
the feelings that they themselves either don't know how to, or are not
allowed to, express. People love an empath, especially a vocal empath.
So that even someone like Eminem, who expresses the ugliest of
feelings, gets a huge following by tapping into what people are
feeling and expressing it for them.

With Vysotsky, the feelings that he was expressing ranged across the
board of Russian society. He had songs about people fighting in Second
World War; about lovers; about prisoners; about drunks; even about
mental patients. And because of the vast emotional effort that he had
put into feeling and then expressing what others were feeling, his own
feelings were so enmeshed with those of others that, even when he was
only expressing himself - as he did in "Ships" - his feelings still
spoke to those of his audience.

In America, the artists are taught to express their own feelings. This
advice, I have found, is counterproductive. It gets the artistic types
accused of self-absorption even as it fails to develop their ability
to speak to the rest of the world. The vast success of Vysotsky, and
the lack of interest that many people in America have for the arts,
show just how counter-productive this stance has been.

But there is something even more profound in this matter. Faith is by
definition in things that are outside of what it is that believes.
When one is in touch with something that is more profound than one's
self - as was Vysotsky with the feelings of Russian people - then one
does not need to have faith in oneself; indeed one does not need to
have faith period. One is already in touch with a vast and powerful
presence that extends far beyond oneself. And that is a source of far
greater wisdom and far greater power than is self-belief.

Instead of teaching people to look within, it is far more effective to
teach them to look outside of themselves - at other people, at nature,
at other cultures than their own. The success of Vysotsky far exceeds
that of any self-esteeming yuppie, and there is a very good reason for
that. He was in touch with something much deeper than his immediate
self, and he put words to it. And it is for this reason that his songs
are still being listened to all over Russia even 42 years after his
death.

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You're just the sucker.(´ー`)

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A perfect wife is a mute nymphomaniac that owns a liquor store, and a
perfect husband is a guy with a seven inch tongue that can breath
through his ears.
And them 2 together? will be the perfect couple!ヽ(´∇`)ノ

i hate the internet ヽ(`Д´)ノ

Once a man had a wife from Himeji, and a neighbor named Kad. Kad said
"Matthew,, I live in Kansai and realy want to fucknig kill this man's
wife because I hate himeji nips" and I said "Let me help you".
So, I filled the husband and wifes drinks with a drug that caused them
to faint. And I tied them up. I wanted the man to see his wife
murdered, mercilessly, as I fucked her and ate her alive, the stupid
bitch. I was here to cause pain, to cause terror, to get my rocks
off.


I tore the bitches clothes off and grabbed her tits, but not before
shoving a knife up her cunt, and twisting it, jerking blood out of the
cunt, and digging in to the bleeding labia shreds with my fingernails.
When she cried, I gouged an eyball, and devoured it. The husband
(we'll call Jim) was crying, yelling curses acting as if his cruel
fate were my fault. Nah, this scumbag had it coming.

I cut her skull open and ate that dumb bitch's brains, devouring the
blood around the edges. Then I poured gasoline on her and burned her.
Guess who I was gonig to make eat the ashes.


I told him I knew where a young relative of his was, I had a friend
who captured him,and even had the man talk to him on my cell phone,
and told him a cruel fate awaited the boy had he not obeyed my
commands. SO he ate the wifesd ashes and left over chunks, crying his
eyes in terror at every bit.


I'm too lazy to write anymore so someone else continue the story（ ’～’）

I'm a girl will someone please talk to me（ ’～’）

the year your get is is the year you will peak in life

is it me or does it feel like the sites quality is going into decline

is there a wishlist of board and stuff to add to heyuri?

I like this place, this is where all my online frends are ヽ(´∇`)ノ


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its this good as a guy to have people say to me?