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— Drug Monkey (@drugmonkeyblog) October 11, 2021

Ah, bullshit. Totally.

I love talks in the flesh. The experience of being there and listening to someone in person is so fucking totally different than some Zoom glitchy poor-audio squawkbox experience. I’m really tired already of this neo-puritan monastic busted-ass nonsense. Next, these mooks will be telling me that concerts are terrible and that drooling and watching YouTube is just as good. I think so.

I mean, what the fuck. What the hell is wrong with these people? Do they really love sitting on their asses at home so much, and conclude that everyone else is just pretending not to enjoy this cursed existence?

Need to get to some conferences soon because I enjoy them and because it pisses off the right people. And do more travel, too, for the same reasons.

I got no interest in Hamilton, but exactly:

No way. The exact same talk is much more boring on zoom than it is in person. It's the difference between seeing Hamilton live on Broadway and seeing a grainy version on a little window in youtube from someone who filmed it with their phone.

— Neuro Polarbear (@NeuroPolarbear) October 11, 2021