Amerika stands for what it’s always stood for: indiscriminate bloodshed of anyone darker than piano ivory, on a scale that’d make Genghis Khan blush.

Back on my Baldur’s Gate bullshit. Massively cleaned up my modlist, since there was still a bunch of kludgy bullshit from pre-patch 2 in there, and relishing this gunslinger mod I found. Like, I’m the thembo at the table who constantly drafts arcane cowboys for the pathfinding and dungeoneering; so getting to introduce proper revolvers to faerun is scratching such a heavy weird west itch right now.

Best weekend of my life; got another appointment scheduled for next weekend. Cenobites really know how to stretch a fellow out.

No, no, that holds the Heart of Sabik. It is the Weapon’s core─an enigma whose surface even the vaunted scholars of ancient Allag failed to scratch. The magic within has lain dormant for eons.

I’m actually at a point of having to question if Macklemore’s going to end up being this generation’s Eminem, like-- the one mainstream white dude who actually gets a plate at the rap game’s cookout. (Yeah, I know there’s like two or three other actually-based white rappers; but do you rly think your average zoomer or gen-alpha knows who RA the Rugged Man, El-P, or Aesop Rock are?)

Nevermind that hip hop already seems to be in a death spiral,

I’m not so sure ‘death spiral’ is the right term. I’m not gonna bullshit it’s grim, but there’s a good handful of emcees who seem more interested in resetting the board than just smackin it off the table. (Mostly aligned with TDE and pgLang.)

Macklemore is not and will not ever be close to Eminem in popularity.

Right now. But Em is old, and never mind the fact that Death of Slim Shady actually seems to be Em back on his pins-- he can’t keep it up forever. There’ll be another, and I don’t think El-P or Aes are that visible either. God knows RA ain’t.

And Post Malone vulture-hopped his ass back to country too, didn’t he? Ultimately you’re not wrong about the difficulty to reach; I’m just spitballing the future and I refuse to speak Post Malone into inheriting that seat lmfao.

Generally speaking, the two week notice thing is a courtesy.

In Amerika at least; and in this day and age? Out of the like dozen people I’ve worked for, only one of those jobs deserved the courtesy of even three days notice. Fuck the bosses; they won’t give you two weeks notice when they lay you off.

Begin again; in the night…

It’s a ‘massive’ genre, but all of our most talented and most likely to be ‘next up’ are all caught in slave deals and/or being shelved by their labels in favor of easily-controlled, easily-watered down puppets. That’s not even getting into predatory artists who establish their own artist labels specifically to take people who WOULD be up-and-coming and cut them off at the knees by making them a writer or producer instead of a main attraction themselves. (See also: Aubrey Graham’s “OVO Sound”, also known as the “OVO Sweatshop” from how many talented Toronto artists got made into ghostwriters and had they sounds stolen and amalgamated into Aubrey’s own after signing.)

There are no Tupacs, Biggies, or Nases anymore, and it’s that way by design. The people currently running the show are all either settlers or misleaders, leading to yet another genre that we pioneered and advanced getting Elvis’d by the white man and all of the sell-outs bearing their water.

Like, Aubrey Graham was on top of the game for years; if that’s not an absolute indictment of what today’s hip-hop was prior to the Kendrick beef, I don’t know what is.