People, you are gaming with human beings, your friends (presumably), and they deserve more from you than stale leavings of pop culture, which in itself is simply voracious, taking all, and giving so very little… so very little. Humans are capable of so much, and at the same time are so often bereft, or distanced from one another (and themselves), and when a chance comes to connect, to throw something out that might link to something genuine, it’s a misfortune to crush any real hope of achieving this by expressing something NOT of yourself (for that is what this sort of incessant quoting represents, indicating a deep lack of understanding, or perhaps it’s simply an artifact of fear, fear of saying something that might reflect upon internals, and there is nothing as glossy an shiny and ultimately forgettable as pop culture superficiality) – it’s worse than that, it’s a tragedy, it’s heartbreaking, this self-inflicted wounding. Don’t cover yourself with another’s presumed humor.
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Some people take comfort, I suppose, in cleaving to the expected. Some people, I suppose, want to be nothing except that which is expected, that which the culture produces. I don’t want that, I don’t want that in the people around me, I don’t want to see it in anyone else either.