Apparently the article states that the river failed E. Coli testing after heavy rainfalls, with levels detected 10 times the acceptable count.
This honestly just seems like a failure of the administration to properly take care of the athletes and wanting to go ahead with "a historic river race".
They could have delayed or re-tested.
Olympics or not, they swam through a river of shit.
I skimmed the article, but read the AARO report ages ago:
It boils down to something like 88-92% of aerial phenomena having really mundane explanations or are related to top secret aviation projects in some way.
Given it's the Pentagon we're dealing with, coming out and saying, "Oh that wasn't a flying saucer, it was the prototype Lockheed Martin fuckshit 9,000 carrying Geneva Convention violating payloads."
The remaining 8% qualify as "substantial, unexplainable UAP" and that's probably what most people are actually interested in -- but again, military. Defense.
"We don't know what it is but it can jump dimensions" is a huge confidence destroying factor for a defense organization of any metric.
In summary: The Pentagon's UFO office is so clueless about UFOs due to completely logical reasons and necessity.
For the other 8%, we're out there, but..
Y'know. Y've seen Star Trek, and know how uncontacted species react from human anthropology.
The best thing ahem.. {they} can all do -- is literally leave the Earth the fuck alone. Not speaking from experience or anything. C:
Award winning comment right there
(You're right)
You got access to mega lounge if you never bought the gold for yourself and were instead gifted it
Majora's Mask... Summer Vacation....
Oh my god ...
Exposure therapy.
I was extremely stubborn and a lifelong gamer. I played DooM basically before I could read, back in 1994. Playing video games is ingrained in my DNA -- you know how some people are "born to do a thing", like the child chess prodigy who spends their entire life doing nothing but playing Chess and moves on to become a global Chessmaster?
That was me with gaming. After a good 20-30 years of walking through a panalopy of digital worlds, "saving the planet" countless times, shooting possibly over one hundred million enemies and other players online.
I found myself like you, wearing a brick on my head, unable to move. I couldn't even turn around. Touching my right control stick sent me REELING, the room was spinning, it was that bad.
But I sat there, determined, like someone being told me that I'd never walk again.
I said: "No. This is the ONE THING, I am good at -- my one place, where I truly exist."
I launched VRChat - and booted up with ALL of the safety features enabled.
I was so sick, I could only manage, 15-20 minutes a day. I'd walk a little, turn around, sit down and feel like I'd gag -- I was surrounded by friends and I was embarrassed, it felt like I was doing physical therapy.
My friends were incredibly supportive and they did the digital equivalent of encouraging me - distracting me from my physical discomfort, taking me to mini golf -- I walked a bit by bit, step by step, taking breaks and hunching against digital walls.
They soon began to believe like me, that I'd not hawk it -- but as I sat on that digital cobblestone, an incredible sensation occured.
"Karo, I yelled out-- the stones -- they're cold." He looked at me with alarm. "What do you mean, they're cold?" He asked.
"I can feel them, Karo. I can feel the coldness and texture of the stones, through my plastic controllers" I said, glowing and gliding my digital hands across the non-existent object.
I recognized immediately that my brain was "purchasing" the experience, the reality of the simulation and that is why I was experiencing motion sickness. The asymmetries between not moving in the real physical world, and the reality of "moving" in the digital. In nature, that meant you had consumed poisonous mushrooms and needed to throw up to get them out -- if the room was moving while you were still.
With newfound determination, I looked at my friends, knowing how violently ill it would make me, and I said:
"Boot up the fucking fighter jet sim." "We are going dogfighting."
I strapped myself into a digital jet, not knowing any of the controls, struggling with getting the canopy down, and managing 400 different buttons, but somehow, I managed to get the jet into the air.
I cannot describe to you the sensation of having your brain tell you, that you are flying. No $250,000 flight simulator with 16 point gravity axis could compare to what the brain itself is capable of doing.
With my knuckles turned white, and my body shaking, I took my fighter into a slow spin, reeling and convulsing with fatigue and nausea.
We took our jet back down (I think it was an F-35 or an F-22, I'm not entirely sure), and I failed landing because I couldn't get the gear down and came in too hot, but it didn't matter.
Ripped my helmet off, room is spinning, I'm soaked in sweat.
My friends can see this, because my avatar did the signature "lurch" when you take your helmet off and put your controllers down.
I slowly put my helmet back on and hoisted my digital body back up the ladder into the cockpit, one rung at a time, practically crawling back in.
My friends go: "Are you OKAY?? You're going again?"
I was lurching and I put my hand on the throttle, keeping my head back against my chair to stabilize my head. Karo got into the passenger seat behind me to make sure I was alright.
Karo says: "Listen, it's okay if you never want to play VR again, you've been through a lot and it's not for everyone. We can take a break and try again. You don't need to do it all in one day."
I look back at him delirious and I go: "Video games, Karo", video.... games.... while laughing.
I pushed the throttle forward, and we both felt that 3-8Gs of simulated force shove us back into our seats, the sun gleaming on the cockpit as we broke straight through the cloud layer with a shock cone ahead of us
Again, I'd never give up VR for anything now. For ~$3000, there's basically nothing in life that can come close to that level of entertainment value per dollar.
I'm a hardcore VR enthusiast.
I've got the full body tracking rig and setup, full room dedicated to VR, dedicated lighthouse towers, you name it.
The average person wants to park their ass and have content happen to them. VR is a very physically active experience. It's not for everyone. The point of certain video games is that you can just sit there on a couch with a controller and make a cat run around cooking burgers or whatever. (You know, people tired from work, sick, physically disabled, etc .. accessibility.)
That being said, being one of the few people who got over motion sickness and experiences full body deep dive immersion, I wouldn't trade it for anything in the world.
I routinely mention this to the Australian wolf girl in bed who I sleep with on the other side of the planet:
"Video games. VR is fucking mental. A shared hallucinogenic experience. Dreaming awake."
When that experience is more accessible to the average person (without 52% of new people experiencing vertigo/motion sickness and social conputerogenic isolation), you can bet the farm it'll be popular. As popular as smartphones, maybe even more so.
P.S: Have never touched Meta Horizons, don't plan to, lmao
Damn dude, thanks for the heads up. Would've never caught the trailer on my own.
I was in the Gothic Remake Beta, so I got to see some of that content already, but it was YEARS ago. From what I can recall, it's going to be excellent.
I mean fair, but the original ELITE was released in 1984 and is essentially the same science fiction universe. You're right though, it's not a new idea
What the fuck just happened to me? It was white and gold, I took a screenshot -- I go back, it's black and blue, and the screenshot is too.
Is this just a JPEG bug?