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| September 13, 1966 |
Assuming this guy works at a toy factory, in what world does a child want a wind-up toy of this random man? "It's the hottest toy this season: Thornapple from Engineering! Wind him up and watch him go!" Who's the audience for that? Me and maybe two other people?
Is this like a
Small Wonder situation where he built dozens (hundreds?!) of small human-like toys and not one horrifying human-like toy?
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| "Kill. Murder. Destroy." |
It's not (completely) your fault, Brutus. We were promised that we could have a good job for 30-40 years that pays well to raise a family on and corporations broke that social promise by prioritizing making the people who don't actually do any work more money. Burn down the system, kids. Burn. It. Down.
