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Afterworld Dev Diary #1 - Afterworld, the Vision

Well, shit, another pdox Grand Strategy game to suck away my time and money!

This looks really fucking cool, your tribal culture developing as you go is a really interesting idea, probably the biggest thing missing from Stellaris. I dig post apocalypse settings, Fallout fan-modders have to SALIVATING at the thought of this game!

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Netflux can go fuck in general, but foreign companies not wanting to be forced to subsidize your TV shows isn't quite Native boarding schools level of attempt at cultural erasure. Get off the cross, we need the wood.

I highly highly doubt streaming companies no longer bumping Letterkenny and Vikings to the top 5 is what torpedoed the trade deal, but politicians clutching pearls, banging the nationalism drum, and crying attack on National Identity plays better than a dry "we couldn't get the percentages right on potash, lumber, and soybeans".

Silliness of politician's posturing aside, this whole trade war is an exercise in Trumpist ego-stroking retardation, I wish you all luck, and us all a return to sanity.

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https://www.theglobeandmail.com/politics/article-ottawa-rejected-drop-cancon-us-demand-streaming-services/

"Ottawa’s negotiators rejected an 11th-hour demand from the Trump administration to ditch requirements that U.S. streaming platforms, including Netflix and Amazon Prime Video, promote Canadian film, TV and music to their users in Canada.

On Friday evening, the U.S. negotiating team introduced an unexpected demand that Canada provide exemptions to its laws requiring big U.S. streamers to boost the discoverability of Canadian content, including French-language content, in this country, according to a senior government source."

So not artificially boosting Canadian and French content is the same as destroying Canadian culture and identity?

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Honk at me again you long neck fuck, see what happens.

When I was a child, we had chickens. Once, when I was five or six, we had a rooster who would chase me out of the yard when I went outside to play. Seeing this, my father held me over the chicken pen as I kicked at the rooster with my little cowboy boots, but the rooster didn't learn.

So he equipped me as a knight, and sent me with a broomhandle sword, a winter coat, and safety glasses to do battle. I fought him from the lowest dip to the highest hill, the Rooster of Cruelty, until I at last I threw down my enemy and smote his ruin upon the hillside.

Never again did he trouble me, and never again shall I let poultry tyrannize me! Ever again shall I ride to war against the avian, fair or fowl; thus is my vow.