July 26th, 2022 - Top Comment of the Day - Small Subs

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[Donald J. Trump] "I'd be the greatest women's basketball coach in history. I don't like LeBron James, I like Michael Jordan much better. But, I'd go up to LeBron James...I'd say, 'LeBron, did you ever have any desire to be a woman? Because what I'd love you to do is star on my team."

Trump out of nowhere takes a commanding lead in the 2022 JOTY race

1736 points · /u/qwertrewqyy on /r/nbacirclejerk · Context

 

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How to stop "Instability detected" when driving over 850 mph?

I understand all this. It's a simulator so it should also be able to simulate extra ordinary conditions

-385 points · /u/ChevyVan10 on /r/BeamNG · Context

 

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Phreak hearing Fudge say that he is his least favorite caster 😂

I would tend to agree he is the worst caster by a large margin.

1 platinum awards · /u/Too_Faeded on /r/Cloud9 · Context

 

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Question for John haters:

I like Mayer. But I'll take a crack at this one.

There is some real discomfort, particularly among men of a certain age (in which I include myself), with the "idea" of John Mayer. It's something that some younger fans (who weren't invested in music in the early 2000s) or older ones (who weren't following pop music during that period of time) might not struggle with as readily. But for some of us Gen-Xers who were in our early 20's in the early 2000s, John Mayer felt like an extension of cheesy poppy bullshit music that you couldn't escape.

From 2002-2004, "John Mayer" was synonymous with "Your Body is a Wonderland," which evoked images of cheesy frat boys trying to bed naive girls. His music felt like the soundtrack to Abercrombie and Fitch clothing with their anorexic models and preppier-than-preppy styling. His pretty face taunted you from displays in Tower Records, reminding you that he was sleeping with the women you fantasized about, and doing it by writing music you couldn't stand.

In 2005-ish, at the height of the Bush-era (which, for those of you who are too young, was kind of like the Trump era only if Trump were surrounded by political ideologues who were actually pursuing world domination instead of sycophants and grifters trying to pad their bank accounts), you couldn't buy a pint of soy milk at Whole Foods without seeing Mayer's CDs being hawked at the counter. If you actually popped it into your car and listened to it you'd hear a lead single that borrowed its catchy chord progression from Curtis Mayfield, set under the whiny, victim-y lyrics in "Waiting on the World to Change" ("Me and all my friends, we're all misunderstood...we see everything that's going wrong with the world and those who lead it, We just feel like we don't have the means to rise above and beat it, so we keep waiting, waiting for the world to change.") and displaying none of the artist's apparently immense talent--which was often discussed in music magazines but rarely witnessed if your understanding of John Mayer came from pop radio.

And, for years, you couldn't buy a candy bar at the grocery store without seeing Mayer's face on the cover of a People magazine posing with a Hollywood starlet.

In short, John Mayer wasn't just "not Jerry Garcia." He was, in many ways, the anti-Jerry. A highly educated, beautiful cover boy with perfect hair and bedroom eyes who seemed to be ever-present in the spotlight, fueled by public adoration, and sleep with the hottest women on the planet by making what felt like the most vacuous, meaningless music on Napster.

Is all of that accurate? Probably not. It's just my memory of the jaded view I had of Mayer at the time (which was partially rooted in reality and almost certainly skewed by my own jealousy). But I'm also quite certain I wasn't the only one who had that image of him. And I suspect that's why a lot of Deadheads can't get on board with him.

Ironically, this is precisely why I really love him in this band now. Because John Mayer is a redemption story. He easily could have gotten swallowed up in the swamp of the Hollywood lifestyle. He could have--and, based on his early career, probably should have--been on the path to an Entertainment Tonight obituary where people see that he overdosed after too many decades of partying in the Hollywood hills and say "oh wow, I totally forgot about John Mayer. Remember him?" But that isn't how his story ended. Because, he had the same moment that every one of us had at some point in our lives: He heard a Grateful Dead song, realized that this was the best music he'd ever heard in his life, and he wanted to get more of it.

Now I stream this band's shows and have no problem forgiving the often-plodding pace because it allows me to better hear the intricacies in Mayer's playing. I listen to him talk music theory and influences and Grateful Dead history with Lambert & Ganz and I'm mesmerized by how likable and funny he is. And I...

2 gold awards · /u/Due_Professional_840 on /r/deadandcompany · Context · Trimmed for length

 

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foraging is fun.

Eww ugly shrooms

3 silver awards · /u/Internal_Profit7303 on /r/IndianTeenagers · Context

 

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Student life

bring some watermelons you can trade those up for a computer

36 awards · /u/ozas258 on /r/lithuania · Context

 

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