"...and the trees that once cheered us, they're hard to look at this month. It's as if there is some awful truth out there in the trees. It's hiding in the branches. Look at them. Something that's been bothering you for a long time is out there. What is it?"" I can picture playing Disco Elysium, reading this, and unlocking a new thought.
I actually love that it's his job, there's something really cool about old-style radio stations. He's a writer and a radio journalist of like 30 years, he apparently wrote about 20 radio plays, so he gets to create this output as part of his job (in addition to his own books).
I would love to watch a movie about that. A pitch black comedy about the last surviving person's attempts to hold on to sanity and their memories of human society
I grew up in the middle of nowhere surrounded by trees and “there is an awful truth in the trees”hits pretty hard. Trees are deeply troubling to me, they would swallow us all whole if they could.. they are the most self serving organism, anything they do to help us is simply because we evolved to work with them.
I assumed he was referring to "snowbirds", which is a term for someone who has a second home in the southern part of the country and goes to live there in the winter lol. But maybe he was talking about actual birds, who knows?
The true hero here is the radio station for putting this dry-witted poet on the air. Much respect. And of course to the newscaster himself, for trying to get through February.
That's so accurate to the game it hurts. The crappy weather. The raggedy clothing. Waxing poetic about how things used to be better, but now it's over. Finding kitschy abandoned items in trash cans. Attacking inanimate objects out of weird spite. Having paranatural visions about the "awful truth" hidden in everyday environments. It's perfect.
I'm not even kidding this is one of the greatest things I've seen on RUclips lately. I went in expecting a couple laughs, but the original report was already hauntingly beautiful, and the music and clear parallels with Disco Elysium just made it awe inspiring. This is incredible
Totally agree, I'm actually tearing up after watching it. To be fair, the song already gets me 90% of the way there, but the guy's delivery and the raw poetry push it over the top
@@Phoebecoded like what? It’s not gay so they won’t publish it, and it’s not formulaic so they won’t make a movie about it. Edit; everyone wants to ad hominem, but no one can actually address what I’m saying. That should make you wonder, if you aren’t locked into a dogma.
Ngl that umbrella looked really nice, you don't see one with wood handles much anymore. I bet that umbrella could've been fixed, but the person must have been so depressed that they gave up.
@@kentknightofcaelin4537Inland empire: success. Necktie: “God I fucking hate this guy. Who does he think he is wearing me and being so depressed? It’s like I’m not even here to him, being so gloomy in my presence is a slight against me.”
KMOX microphone: +1 Inland Empire: Hey, maybe there is a colony of ants living in this thing? +1 PERCEPTION (Speech): Crystal clear voice -1 INTERFACING: Almost numb fingers
Candid Horned Rims: +1 Visual Calculus: Can't see the leaves anymore +1 Half Light: Can't see the birds anymore -1 Pain Threshold: Can still see February
@@dr.uselessYIIK I loved the description you put up for Half Light. The fact the Half Light just hates everything and is pure agression with no ulterior motives other than hurting anything annoying.
1:17 That shot is textbook. I couldn’t even recognize it as the St. Louis Arch, I just couldn’t square it in my mind that there would be something so oppressively haunting hanging into the fog for untold stories of concrete and rusting rebar.
"My father used to have a saying, that 'if you can live through February, you'll live another year." Something about that whole line just aches. Radiates hurt and sadness.
@@flagrarus I see that, but I guess I just more meant how personal it was, it says a lot about about himself/his dad in just a couple lines. on a side note, in writing, my instinct is to go for "used to say" but "used to have a saying" is so much more vivid and specific without even changing that much... just saying, love the writing throughout this video
Says his father died, that they had a somewhat close relationship, that his father was given to melancholy to the point that he had sayings about death, that he anticipated death perhaps with a jocular nonchalance, that February mattered enough to the father that he had a saying about it, that every February would remind the reporter of his father now as well, that he probably couldn't live through February specifically as he couldn't live another year.
The real tragedy is that, having grown up in the desert, with no seasons and no real rain like this--and now living on the east coast, with real seasons--I love all the things he's pointing out. Mark Twain wrote a passage in Roughing It about how people from back east go crazy over the monotonic weather of southern California, but while it's consistently okay, it can never truly be beautiful because it never changes. I hope the people who hate this sort of weather are able to find something they enjoy. For me, the dour, cloudy winter, snowdrifts and dead trees, is beautiful.
Yep, the cold and wet also cause people to come together closely indoors, to warm up with hot drinks and tasty bread products, it gives the excuse to be cosy. When it's hot I don't want to be near anyone else stinky and sweaty, don't want to eat anything heavy, expected to enjoy the sunshine with enforced outdoor events.
This is why I love England, and nobody has more disdain for the English weather than our people. No. Nationalism can fuck right the way off, but the love of the experience of living your life in your country? Most of us don't realise how good we have it. I'm writing this in late September after another mild night of heavy rain, coming home from work in a grey morning that leaves no illusion as to what's around the corner. The way this month enters like the gentle reprise of summer and exists like the golden death march that is autumn, it's the inevitability of change, frankly unwelcome change, that makes it so beautiful - it's another ride through that arduous cycle of death and rebirth. Around this time, the scent of the air shifts from barbecues and festivals to bonfires and fireworks and I get honest-to-God flashbacks of Octobers past. There's a cold comfort that eases you into the transition, I remember collecting conkers as a child, I get nostalgic for Halloween specials, I even used to change the way I dressed and the music I listened to. By the time it drew near, I couldn't wait for the clocks to go back, to just embrace the nightfall. Bonfire Night is the absolute peak of that pre-winter pageantry - the most atmospheric night of the year, crisp-edged air fogged with the gunpowder mist of endless fireworks and that unmistakeable scent as the whole country sounds like a battlefield. Grilled onions and 'hot dogs' that are really just burnt sausages in bread rolls, thick woodsmoke that leaves you smelling like a rain-soaked funeral pyre. Once that's behind you, all that's left to do is count the days before the first prick starts playing Christmas music, so the real winter tradition can begin - complaining about Christmas. Until Christmas Eve. For that brief spell from around 6/7pm when, for just one day a year, we'll go as far as to smile at a stranger and be thankful we've made it through another year. After New Year's Day? Man it's grim. January is rough, but there's at least that sense of a fledgling new dawn. By February, all the novelty has long since eroded and you've truly forgotten what those trees looked like with the faintest hint of life on their limbs. It's not fun anymore, and it's really, really, fucking, freezing. But then those daffodils crop up, and in those scant misty hours before the dogs have chomped them all to shreds, it might as well be an olive branch in a dove's beak. One more month and the clocks march forward, and you'll be finding yourself gobsmacked by how late it's staying light, as though this hasn't happened every year since birth. And just when you're thinking maybe things aren't quite so bleak? April Showers, son. But get through that. Keep your head while all around are losing theirs. And you will be rewarded. With the month of May. Well, about 10-12 days of fine Mayweather. Cherish them, but don't get cocky-it's still blitz when the sun's not out. Unzip your hoodie though, it's almost June, and it only took about three years to get here. June. The wildcard. Could be an early heatwave. Could be a late hailstorm. It's the reverse September, and for better or for worse, summer's in its tail. No, inevitable guy in mid-March, NOW summer is here. And I can't bloody sleep. It's the wrong type of heat! There's no breeze, the humidity is bringing out my asthma, we've got no air-con and all I can hear is my scumbag neighbours and those lowlives backfiring their engines until 2am because I can't close my windows. Fuck this country.
Yes! I'm originally from southern California and the endless summer of heatwaves on concrete and beach sand in unspeakable places with sunburn you swore wasn't there until after you left--I do not miss those things. Other people can dream of sunny beaches...I love the crashing of waves but not the sun, never the sun. I dream of a world where the sky is always overcast. Where I don't have to be practically naked to not broil. Imagine being able to wear clothes that cover my entire body without suffering heat exhaustion..
I did the opposite. Grew up where there are actually four seasons then moved to the desert. Let me tell you, endless sunshine is its own kind of hell entirely.
His assessment of that broken springtime umbrella in the February trash can "like a desperate flinging-off of something that's not true anymore" was like watching someone break down modern art in a way you can understand in your bones for the first time.
@@goncalocarneiro3043 It is usually something like that with modern art. Sometimes very deep! But not immediately obvious, and sometimes so obscure that people give up in exasperation or shock before learning or interpreting the piece. Edit: Not all pieces necessarily have an intent. And smme are literally there to make the viewer react to them.
Wow, both of them could've been writers for ZA/UM. The newscaster especially. He pretty much nailed the atmosphere. Even the random jokes thrown in. Beautiful. The only thing missing was a deadpan Kim Kitsuragi character.
Shivers [Legendary : Success] Even the land is tired in February. Most of the birds who can afford it have gone to Florida and the trees that once cheered us, they’re hard to look at this month. It’s as if there’s an awful truth out there.
"Something that's bothering you for a long time is out there. What is it? You can almost see the shape of it, when all the color is gone, and life is stripped down to the starkness of February" That sounds like a real line from Volition
PERCEPTION (SIGHT) [Trivial: Success] The umbrella functions with a spring mechanism, and has floral patterns all over its wilted canopy. The broken shaft folds and falls as you pick up the sorry thing. EMPATHY [Medium: Success] Someone has abandoned it. Tossed in the bin, and left alone and unwanted. INLAND EMPIRE [Godly: Success] The shattered umbrella drips with what looks like the cold rain, but deep inside you know that it weeps from the loneliness. This is the first time the warmth of a human hand has caressed it in so long. 1. [RED CHECK: Physical Instrument - Formidable 13] Dunk the umbrella back into the bin with force. 2. Put the umbrella back. 3. "Hey Kim- Think we could both fit under this umbrella?"
@@moonshapedabsolution you forgot the looking around pretending not to hear, the sigh, and then the following apprehended agreement once Harry assures him it would greatly benefit the case. Kim is tsundere.
"A desperate flinging off of something that's not true anymore" Bro put all his points in [Insert whatever skill you think suits the quote best since you guys keep arguing], and I love it.
@@rinomavrovic6673 Wow, yeah, it does. Get the scoop. Take notes. Piece the story together. Make it fit, somehow. Would explain why the character needs to talk to so many people, needs to visit so many locations. Damn, now I want to play that. :(
Someone's been a very busy boy. Good on you. Does this mean you're a *very good reporter*? Possibly. Are you? Because it sort of feels like you *are*. Please don't cry.
The way he says "carbohydrates are big this season" is very Kurt Vonnegut, a grudging blend between The Need To Live vs. The Need To Stay Popular. "tapdancing to a Rodgers and Hammerstein song" is said so genuine that you can feel this man's age of living through the '70s, that tried to be the '50s. "most of the birds who can afford it have gone to Florida" has such a dismissive undertone, he envies the freedom of nature. "My father used to have a saying" gives a sense of respect, he cherished his father's wisdom unlike "used to say" which would be more pithy. He's not quoting a man, he's quoting a proverb from a higher authority. This is scripture to him, and like many people with scripture, it is something to give him hope, that February will not last forever. The fact that he ends his spiel about "we're all gonna die" with this proverb of making it through another year, shows that despite everything, he still yearns to live. And it's so painful to live, but he knows deep down that it's worth it. Incredible.
It suggests, too, that certain birds who can afford it, refuse to leave and stick it out here, out of financial prudence. The desire, perhaps, to expand their retirement nest-egg.
EMPATHY: He isn't in pain, at least not any of the kind you're used to. He just seems remarkably fed up of being here. INLAND EMPIRE: As if the city itself was swallowing all of his motivation. CONCEPTUALISATION: You can't deny how remarkably poetic this man is, despite his dull temperament.
Just Imagine a drunk depressed Sherlock Holmes as a police man, with a terrible Green Necktie, and disco Shows. While every aspect of himself speaks with him constant .👤 Inland Empire: Oh and One Thing. Hardcore to the Mega.
0:32 "Somebody has abandoned it with its broken shaft, like a desperate flinging off of something that's not true anymore" Someone passed a Conceptualization check (I love this man: much like Harry's an Art Cop, he's a Poet Reporter). Looks like St. Louis is the real life Revachol 🌁
"It's as if there's some awful truth out there in the trees, it's hiding in the branches. Look at them. Something that's been bothering you for a long time is out there. What is it? You can almost see the shape of it, when all the colour is gone." Pure poetry.
‘If you can live through February, you’ll live another year.’ My mother died at the beginning of March this year. My brothers and I returned to our grey seaside hometown to spend that last month with her, February. It’s damp biting cold outside was a tonic compared to the stench of dying in the hospital punctuated with regular weeping of grieving relatives. Then that weeping was our own. Had I turned on the news to see this, I actually would have found it comforting. The saccharine BS of normal daytime TV seems like an insult when you have lost someone great. My Dad had known her for 57 years. Children when they met. Now we just need to get him through a few rough Februarys.
This man spits in the face of the news industry. He defies the commercial feel of news and its occasional shallow happiness when it’s allowed. I love every bit of it.
Oh, how right you are. Look at it this way, sure there aren't TVs in the world of Disco Elysium but there is print media. Maybe Guillaume Bevy works at the press.
KMOX is named as such because radio stations west of the Mississipi river start with K, MO = Missouri, and they went with X because they started broadcasting on Christmas Eve 1925 (X-Mas). KMOX
As someone who was born in February, the great weariness of the world, I love the colour grey as it is the unanimous shade of stone-cold humanity. We're all still here. We won't be, one day. But that doesn't matter as long as we get past the next February, and the next, and the next. Grey is as bad as it gets, but we'll never see black. The whole rest of the rainbow is there to live through. Stay strong, detectives.
I love grey because its pretty. The world becomes less crass, less ordinary. Everything becomes a mystery. Driving turns into a thriller movie. Grey protects us from the burning of the merciless summer sun (more an enemy to us southern dwellers, I suppose). A warm light in a window of a grey mist gives more joy than the boring trash of spring spewing mud everywhere.
This is Werner Herzog levels of depression projection. He even thinks everyone else has itchy dry skin too. I love it, especially because I can’t tell if he’s trying to be funny or not.
Your skin thins as you get older and cold makes it dryer, so it gets itchy, so you have to use lotion more the older you get. I have to slather lotion on the minute I get out of the shower to retain skin moisture.
in most places it's pretty dry in feb, so on top of the dry air pwning your skin, all your heavy cold weather clothes get nice and staticy. feb is only not the itchiest month because summer has bugs
A cracked lens, the distorted figures you see through it feel more accurate than with your own eyes. I should get it fixed, you think every time you see it. But lenses can't be repaired, only replaced. You are more alike than you care to think, perhaps that's why you keep it broken?
@@larsthedude1984 im not much of a gamer but i am looking for new experiences to ward off the seasonal affective disorder, seems theres more narrative than gameplay so ill check it out
There is something very comforting in the feeling of melancholy. it is an attractive, addictive feeling. If you aren't careful you can find yourself unable to live without it.
Someone once said the brain's coping mechanisms become like tracks for a train. Your thoughts just automatically follow the same pathways once set. You must make a habit of surprising your brain to 'jump the tracks' out of it and find new options.
This has been reccommended to me so many times by YT, and I finally watched it. I'm so glad I did. Absolutely hilarious delivery, god it truly is exactly how the Seasonal Depression hits in February. I think i'm gonna watch this when I'm old, look back on the hard times of my youth, and enjoy this little capsule of feels. That last line hit extra hard. Yep. Very true. Here's to getting thru this next February, and to the rest of the year ❤
Downtown Syracuse NY has a lot of that going on too. That sentence "Something great happened here, but it's over with" captures the atmosphere of so many formerly gleaming American cities that, while not completely slipping into Gary, Indiana style infamy, just sort of slumped into a grey irrelevance and mediocrity. Not really places people flock to or run from, just places people wind up because life doesn't always go how you hoped and well, you have to live somewhere.
@@thebighurt2495 Yep. Once the Carrier plant shut down a lot of the money went with it (everyone still calls it the Carrier Dome BTW.) Lockheed Martin is looking pretty dead these days whenever I drive past it. Mayhaps the only major remnant of this area's large scale manufacturing heritage is the Anheuser-Busch plant out in Baldwinsville. Nothing comes from here anymore but people.
He looks like Jim Gordon. This man is the embodiment of a detective from the 1970s. He screams "I drive a Lincoln Continental from 1976." His moustache has some serious power behind it. He literally looks like he belongs in Disco Elysium.
here in novosibirsk, russia, november has this vibe, where everyday is cloudy, where snow has not settled yet and is hard to walk on, and every street is half hidden behind a thick snow myst. no month here beats november in the sun deprivation metric. february here is similiar but theres way less snow and ure constantly reminded by this subtle scent of spring that there is summer to follow and not that many months until summer vacations and trips. peace and love to citizens of saint louis all the way from western siberia.
That sucks dude, here in New York September to December is the best time weather wise, you get that beautiful deep green trees that yield to Autumn's golden decay and finally ends in the bespoke minimalim of winters grip, but festooned with lights to bring int he Holiday Cheer. Then January starts and you have months of hell till spring
@@ragoonsgg589 There's a funny song in my language that has a fitting punchline for what you're saying and it vaguely translates to "from all the different paths in life, everyone has the right to pick the one that's wrong".
@@yvaskhmir we have a saying in my country. in life you're only right when you ain't lookin in the mirror. And son, I'll tell you this, even then I'm right. Cause I smoke with my right and light with my left. Marlboro Red 100s. The choice of Presidents. Cups. Inches, Miles Freedom, and beautiful black lungs. You got something in your teeth btw
@@ragoonsgg589 Man, you're really something. The more I read your comment, the more I thought to myself "There's a living person, who actually wrote this.". You have basically stated that you are right for whatever reason, that you are for whatever reason proud of being American and that you consider destroyed lungs a sign of virtue. And I think you insulted me somehow with the last sentence, but I don't know that phrase and as hard as I tried to find what it meant, I haven't found anything, so I don't have a clue what that meant. I can't really address your point, because you didn't make one. All I can say is I am proud for successfully discouraging some of my friends from smoking. It's expensive, it's unhealthy and it funds the tobacco industry, which is simply immoral and shouldn't exist. That being said, unfortunately, you are free to destroy your health further in this way, so do with that what you will. But, if you have any empathy and good will in you, maybe don't brag about it, because, while you can make dumb mistakes all you want, you absolutely shouldn't bring others down with you as well.
@@KittyKatty999 Disco , is so much. It's difficult to pick the most profound scar left on me. @kittykatty999 specifically, was this revelation or confirmation? For me I felt another beating heart similar to mine. The creators were not the enlightenment, but co-conspiritors .
And, down in the Southern Hemisphere, February is the month of Carnival in Brazil! But, interestingly, down there, August is considered bleak, and August is exactly what February is to the Northern Hemisphere
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"Something great happened here, but it's over with."
Poetry.
Leyndell
Yes, indeed
@@darthtom100 literally what I thought
"The expedition is getting desperate."
that's true of the Midwest in general lol
"if you can live through february, youll live another year"
i dont know how many more februaries i have in me boss
Something beautiful is going to happen. May we both live to see it. 🫂
a billion. today is february. tomorrow is february. yesterday was february. you’ve lived before, what’s stopping you from doing it again?
Me neither.
My birth month 🥲
@@Nope-ik8wv at least we (as a fellow February person) got somethin to look forward to on that month right?
"...and the trees that once cheered us, they're hard to look at this month. It's as if there is some awful truth out there in the trees. It's hiding in the branches. Look at them. Something that's been bothering you for a long time is out there. What is it?""
I can picture playing Disco Elysium, reading this, and unlocking a new thought.
THOUGHT GAINED: Whispers of February.
it sounds like a inland empire thought related to cryptids
@@hollowman9410THOUGHT GAINED: The Canopic Conspiracy
@@randomcommenter4405 I'm glad I wasn't the only one thinking this.
The contrysides were nice and the plants were singing and the birds and the sun was almost down from the top of the sky.
"stop being poetic the people want to hear the weather"
"no"
I actually love that it's his job, there's something really cool about old-style radio stations. He's a writer and a radio journalist of like 30 years, he apparently wrote about 20 radio plays, so he gets to create this output as part of his job (in addition to his own books).
😂😂😂
It’s February in the Midwest… we know what we’re gonna get.
This is the weather.
Nice pfp :3c
He's like the last man on earth sifting through the memories of happier days, pretending to be a newscaster just to not break down
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I would love to watch a movie about that. A pitch black comedy about the last surviving person's attempts to hold on to sanity and their memories of human society
@@yikesmoment01 The book I Am Legend is this. Same with Omega Man. The movie with Will Smith is NOT this though.
That’s the plot of Staying Positive in the Apocalypse
This is what I do every day I have to pretend otherwise I will lose it
"Even the land is tired"
"There is an awful truth in the trees"
This man is a true bard
This line actually could be in/from Disco Elysium 😂
That's literally Shivers talking.
Something great happened here… but it’s over with.
Sounds like Werner Herzog
I grew up in the middle of nowhere surrounded by trees and “there is an awful truth in the trees”hits pretty hard. Trees are deeply troubling to me, they would swallow us all whole if they could.. they are the most self serving organism, anything they do to help us is simply because we evolved to work with them.
Happiest St. Louis resident
your pfp, when you realize you got laced halfway through the blunt
well st louis is in missouri/misery.
BODY AND BLOOD
I hate and love living in this city so much
Really funny I live in stl and I was like yep that's us
The failure to toss the umbrella back into the trash is the cherry on top
It doesn’t matter.
Failed skill check
He'd given up all hope at that point
-1 morale
He doesn't really care anymore
This man doesn't have seasonal depression, he IS seasonal depression
He's been fully seasoned with Depression.
Seasonal depression gang vibing
"You Shiver. And the city Shivers with you."
"This looks like a place where people being punished are sent"
Man, he's right on many levels
Oh hey Mossy!
It's silent hill
@@mushudamaschin2608 It's Saint Louis, so yeah. You had it right xD
It looks like City 17.
That city is absolutely 100% purgatory
loving the implication that birds are somehow financially burdened by their yearly migrations.
And don't get them started about taxes. You'll never hear the end of it. 😁
Finances as calories, and it makes sense that they have a caloric deficit
That was the single most depressing piece I've heard in a long time
I assumed he was referring to "snowbirds", which is a term for someone who has a second home in the southern part of the country and goes to live there in the winter lol. But maybe he was talking about actual birds, who knows?
@@flingonber huh, never heard that term before. certainly makes a bit more sense, though i find my idea more amusing, so i'll stick with it.
youd think martinaise is depressing but holy shit this takes the cake
The true hero here is the radio station for putting this dry-witted poet on the air. Much respect. And of course to the newscaster himself, for trying to get through February.
I think he was the only one who was working at the station in february
"the expedition is getting desperate"
i've been traveling this shit for 40 years and there is still no relief in sight brother.
31 and depressed but I'll take comfort in the fact that it'll get so much worse
That's so accurate to the game it hurts. The crappy weather. The raggedy clothing. Waxing poetic about how things used to be better, but now it's over. Finding kitschy abandoned items in trash cans. Attacking inanimate objects out of weird spite. Having paranatural visions about the "awful truth" hidden in everyday environments. It's perfect.
This is just what life is like in St Louis.
@@lberghaus Including the paranatural visions?
@@HerculeDevantrien yes
For me it’s just snowy and cold
this. absolutely this. the sad umbrella. t. anon disco writer reporting.
VOLITION [Challenging: Success] - "If you can live through February, you'll live another year."
+1 morale
Damn
I almost heard this tsk tsk tsk the game does when there is a check
Imagine being Volition’s son
"On the other hand, if you die at the end of February, you'll live a second time."
I'm not even kidding this is one of the greatest things I've seen on RUclips lately. I went in expecting a couple laughs, but the original report was already hauntingly beautiful, and the music and clear parallels with Disco Elysium just made it awe inspiring.
This is incredible
Like, whoever wrote the lines - I don't know if it was the spokesperson or not - could do much more than write newscasts
Totally agree, I'm actually tearing up after watching it. To be fair, the song already gets me 90% of the way there, but the guy's delivery and the raw poetry push it over the top
@@Phoebecoded
That's Kevin Killeen. He definitely wrote this. He also writes radio plays and award winning books like _Never Hug a Nun_
@@Phoebecoded like what? It’s not gay so they won’t publish it, and it’s not formulaic so they won’t make a movie about it.
Edit; everyone wants to ad hominem, but no one can actually address what I’m saying. That should make you wonder, if you aren’t locked into a dogma.
@@woo1818 what the fuck are you talking about
Ngl that umbrella looked really nice, you don't see one with wood handles much anymore. I bet that umbrella could've been fixed, but the person must have been so depressed that they gave up.
Respectfully, there's no fixing that umbrella and there's no fixing February.
February is a time for casting off the weak and useless and leaving behind that which was not created for survival.
Everyone wants the weatherman to tell us how the weather is, but nobody ever asks how the weatherman is. 😔
Play disco elysium
That doesn't even respect the joke's structure anymore.
@@sinodeestanho recycled beyond imaginable
This man was cut out to be a poet, what a tragic fate to end up as a newscaster.
He is a writer! Comedy writer, actually.
Wider audience, better pay, predictable work hours
@@allthe1did you read the above comment?
@@KD--sj8eo nah, I just comment random stuff on threads I don't read
@@allthe1 Hey, at least you're honest about it. That's better than almost everyone else on this channel. Respect.
That guy's tie is way too tasteful.
BORING NECKTIE
-2 Electrochemistry.
I wonder if it talks?
@@kentknightofcaelin4537Inland empire: success.
Necktie: “God I fucking hate this guy. Who does he think he is wearing me and being so depressed? It’s like I’m not even here to him, being so gloomy in my presence is a slight against me.”
Noteworthy, some might say.
I can only imagine this guy's necktie and the horrific necktie having a conversation
Newscaster Coat:
+1 Shivers: February brings new secrets.
+1 Inland Empire: What are they whispering?
Red Necktie:
+2 savoir flair: every office worker wears this.
-1 electrochemistry: ugly pattern.
February made me shiver, with every paper I delivered
KMOX microphone:
+1 Inland Empire: Hey, maybe there is a colony of ants living in this thing?
+1 PERCEPTION (Speech): Crystal clear voice
-1 INTERFACING: Almost numb fingers
Candid Horned Rims:
+1 Visual Calculus: Can't see the leaves anymore
+1 Half Light: Can't see the birds anymore
-1 Pain Threshold: Can still see February
@@dr.uselessYIIK I loved the description you put up for Half Light. The fact the Half Light just hates everything and is pure agression with no ulterior motives other than hurting anything annoying.
1:17 That shot is textbook. I couldn’t even recognize it as the St. Louis Arch, I just couldn’t square it in my mind that there would be something so oppressively haunting hanging into the fog for untold stories of concrete and rusting rebar.
I'm so glad I clicked on this. I will appreciate this time of year (October) so much more now knowing February is coming for me soon.
Once new years is over it's shit till april
“The expedition is getting desperate” is such a fucking raw line to say w/regards to daily life
The Oregon Trail reboot looks amazing. "You've lost your umbrella!" Now we'll have to buy a new one in St. Louis!
It's soooo good and well delivered. This guy is too funny
I would totally read an account of tedious daily dreary urban life told like an Antarctic explorer's journey gone wrong.
“I'll give you a winter prediction: It's gonna be cold, it's gonna be grey, and it's gonna last you for the rest of your life.”
Stop predicting my life right now.I feel like I am in danger.
One of the best movies of all time!
@@n0tthemessiahwhat movie?
winter best season, you lie.
@@abodqusay5176 groundhog day
"My father used to have a saying, that 'if you can live through February, you'll live another year." Something about that whole line just aches. Radiates hurt and sadness.
Because it sounds like living another year is a punishment, not a reward.
what about people who die in may
@@flagrarus I see that, but I guess I just more meant how personal it was, it says a lot about about himself/his dad in just a couple lines.
on a side note, in writing, my instinct is to go for "used to say" but "used to have a saying" is so much more vivid and specific without even changing that much... just saying, love the writing throughout this video
Says his father died, that they had a somewhat close relationship, that his father was given to melancholy to the point that he had sayings about death, that he anticipated death perhaps with a jocular nonchalance, that February mattered enough to the father that he had a saying about it, that every February would remind the reporter of his father now as well, that he probably couldn't live through February specifically as he couldn't live another year.
@@TheRightist yeah! thank you! it's a lot, right? crazy economical.
The real tragedy is that, having grown up in the desert, with no seasons and no real rain like this--and now living on the east coast, with real seasons--I love all the things he's pointing out. Mark Twain wrote a passage in Roughing It about how people from back east go crazy over the monotonic weather of southern California, but while it's consistently okay, it can never truly be beautiful because it never changes.
I hope the people who hate this sort of weather are able to find something they enjoy. For me, the dour, cloudy winter, snowdrifts and dead trees, is beautiful.
Yep, the cold and wet also cause people to come together closely indoors, to warm up with hot drinks and tasty bread products, it gives the excuse to be cosy. When it's hot I don't want to be near anyone else stinky and sweaty, don't want to eat anything heavy, expected to enjoy the sunshine with enforced outdoor events.
This is why I love England, and nobody has more disdain for the English weather than our people. No. Nationalism can fuck right the way off, but the love of the experience of living your life in your country? Most of us don't realise how good we have it. I'm writing this in late September after another mild night of heavy rain, coming home from work in a grey morning that leaves no illusion as to what's around the corner. The way this month enters like the gentle reprise of summer and exists like the golden death march that is autumn, it's the inevitability of change, frankly unwelcome change, that makes it so beautiful - it's another ride through that arduous cycle of death and rebirth.
Around this time, the scent of the air shifts from barbecues and festivals to bonfires and fireworks and I get honest-to-God flashbacks of Octobers past. There's a cold comfort that eases you into the transition, I remember collecting conkers as a child, I get nostalgic for Halloween specials, I even used to change the way I dressed and the music I listened to.
By the time it drew near, I couldn't wait for the clocks to go back, to just embrace the nightfall. Bonfire Night is the absolute peak of that pre-winter pageantry - the most atmospheric night of the year, crisp-edged air fogged with the gunpowder mist of endless fireworks and that unmistakeable scent as the whole country sounds like a battlefield. Grilled onions and 'hot dogs' that are really just burnt sausages in bread rolls, thick woodsmoke that leaves you smelling like a rain-soaked funeral pyre.
Once that's behind you, all that's left to do is count the days before the first prick starts playing Christmas music, so the real winter tradition can begin - complaining about Christmas. Until Christmas Eve. For that brief spell from around 6/7pm when, for just one day a year, we'll go as far as to smile at a stranger and be thankful we've made it through another year.
After New Year's Day? Man it's grim. January is rough, but there's at least that sense of a fledgling new dawn. By February, all the novelty has long since eroded and you've truly forgotten what those trees looked like with the faintest hint of life on their limbs. It's not fun anymore, and it's really, really, fucking, freezing. But then those daffodils crop up, and in those scant misty hours before the dogs have chomped them all to shreds, it might as well be an olive branch in a dove's beak.
One more month and the clocks march forward, and you'll be finding yourself gobsmacked by how late it's staying light, as though this hasn't happened every year since birth. And just when you're thinking maybe things aren't quite so bleak? April Showers, son.
But get through that. Keep your head while all around are losing theirs. And you will be rewarded. With the month of May. Well, about 10-12 days of fine Mayweather. Cherish them, but don't get cocky-it's still blitz when the sun's not out. Unzip your hoodie though, it's almost June, and it only took about three years to get here.
June. The wildcard. Could be an early heatwave. Could be a late hailstorm. It's the reverse September, and for better or for worse, summer's in its tail.
No, inevitable guy in mid-March, NOW summer is here. And I can't bloody sleep. It's the wrong type of heat! There's no breeze, the humidity is bringing out my asthma, we've got no air-con and all I can hear is my scumbag neighbours and those lowlives backfiring their engines until 2am because I can't close my windows. Fuck this country.
Yes! I'm originally from southern California and the endless summer of heatwaves on concrete and beach sand in unspeakable places with sunburn you swore wasn't there until after you left--I do not miss those things. Other people can dream of sunny beaches...I love the crashing of waves but not the sun, never the sun. I dream of a world where the sky is always overcast. Where I don't have to be practically naked to not broil. Imagine being able to wear clothes that cover my entire body without suffering heat exhaustion..
I did the opposite. Grew up where there are actually four seasons then moved to the desert. Let me tell you, endless sunshine is its own kind of hell entirely.
I hope you aren’t stupid enough to actually believe that a tree is dead because it has no leaves in winter…..
INLAND EMPIRE - "Something great happened here, but it's over with."
Happiest Revacholian
St. Louis is a depressed baltic city really
Hymencholo to you too
@@teslashark A landlocked Baltic city, you can't feel the salty sea breeze here
@@CyanSen6 The Pale, not the sea, the Pale
@@teslashark
No, Revachol is still on an island surrounded by water.
The water is just surrounded by Pale.
His assessment of that broken springtime umbrella in the February trash can "like a desperate flinging-off of something that's not true anymore" was like watching someone break down modern art in a way you can understand in your bones for the first time.
That’s how poetry makes you feel
That was Deep bro
Maybe Modern Art isn't so bad given this sentiment...
@@goncalocarneiro3043 It is usually something like that with modern art. Sometimes very deep! But not immediately obvious, and sometimes so obscure that people give up in exasperation or shock before learning or interpreting the piece.
Edit: Not all pieces necessarily have an intent. And smme are literally there to make the viewer react to them.
@@CrescentUmbreonor its just shit
Born to be a bard, cursed to be a newscaster.
Thank you commissioner gordon for your uplifting message
1:08 I love carblehydrates
Yeah dawg
Lmao, I grew up in the St. Louis area and so many people just stumble over words. I never noticed it until I moved away. 😂😂
I am so happy that Shivers was able to land a news gig after ZA/UM was destroyed.
Shivers??? At best this is Pain Threshold. Personally, I think this guy would be Conceptualization.
@@TheYeetedMeat Conceptualization's biggest fan here in the comments
Shivers invites you to see and feel the city. That’s the vibe this guy gives off, not conceptualization.
@@TurbopropPuppy What can I say, I'm just VERY high concept.
@@DigitalWolverine This guy is conceptualization of the city, and Shivers joins in. It's a combo tag-team
The fucking tragedy of his "Something great happened here" opposed to the game's "Something beautiful is going to happen" fucking sent me
Disney should be banned
@@uncertaintytoworldpeace3650 what
@@adora_was_taken hint: don’t reply to someone if you’re completely illiterate
@@uncertaintytoworldpeace3650 what does disney have to do with the parent comment? or disco elysium? or the video?
that should help. Too many fucking illiterates posting on this Godforsaken monopoly
Wow, both of them could've been writers for ZA/UM. The newscaster especially. He pretty much nailed the atmosphere. Even the random jokes thrown in. Beautiful.
The only thing missing was a deadpan Kim Kitsuragi character.
Sorry what do you mean by both of them? There's one person in the video right?
@@inezketchup I think that they belive the narrator is a seperate individual
@@nacicomi Bro has no object permanence. His mom calls him from the other room and he thinks a stranger is in the house.
@@Ved000000 Bro has long discussions with his best friend in the mirror
Kim was obviously the cameraman.
Commissioner Gordon stands in for Gotham city news because the Joker murdered all the News staff in February.
fiction you Dolt. FICTION
@@AutismoGamerare you just gonna call people dolts in this comment section, no matter what they try to write, or what? Cool it.
@@ST0AT please don't assume that It is my fault you refuse to look up the definition, Dolt?
@@AutismoGamerif insulting random people is all you can afford to do, maybe it's time to turn off your PC and go outside for once.
@@ST0AT take your own advice. I'm on mobile, outside and smoking. Feeding my cats and connecting my irrigation system.
Shivers [Legendary : Success] Even the land is tired in February. Most of the birds who can afford it have gone to Florida and the trees that once cheered us, they’re hard to look at this month. It’s as if there’s an awful truth out there.
"To hide the bleakness of February, man invented Valentine's Day. And also Mardi Gras."
But of course, February answered back with Ash Wednesday 😔
Gold
Valentine’s Day makes it worse.
Very brave of him to film this close to the pale
I'm dead 😅
après février, août
après août, février encore!
The what?
@@jeremytitus9519 where are you, scandinavia?!
@@juliuscaesar8163 hardcore to the mega, or is it really?
This man has a vast oceanic soul
"The expedition is getting desperate" was a brilliant line lol
1:11 it's like the game is real life
Bruh I was about to comment on the exact same time stamp. This shits funny
"Something that's bothering you for a long time is out there. What is it? You can almost see the shape of it, when all the color is gone, and life is stripped down to the starkness of February"
That sounds like a real line from Volition
"most of the birds who can afford it have gone to florida"
Imagine that there are poor birds to has to spend winter there.
the birds can't afford the toll booth
@@JackPorter they dont got juice let alone tolls
Time for the birds to pack it in.
fucking ultraliberals.
PERCEPTION (SIGHT) [Trivial: Success]
The umbrella functions with a spring mechanism, and has floral patterns all over its wilted canopy. The broken shaft folds and falls as you pick up the sorry thing.
EMPATHY [Medium: Success]
Someone has abandoned it. Tossed in the bin, and left alone and unwanted.
INLAND EMPIRE [Godly: Success]
The shattered umbrella drips with what looks like the cold rain, but deep inside you know that it weeps from the loneliness. This is the first time the warmth of a human hand has caressed it in so long.
1. [RED CHECK: Physical Instrument - Formidable 13] Dunk the umbrella back into the bin with force.
2. Put the umbrella back.
3. "Hey Kim- Think we could both fit under this umbrella?"
I love it. ZA/UM totally could've put in a scene with Harry and Kim standing under a colourful flower umbrella in the rain.
"No, Detective."
And then he fails the check and takes 1 morale damage from watching it fall pathetically onto the sidewalk
@@polkjmsb “it just like me fr”
@@moonshapedabsolution you forgot the looking around pretending not to hear, the sigh, and then the following apprehended agreement once Harry assures him it would greatly benefit the case.
Kim is tsundere.
I appreciate people that understand the value of honesty and that depressing things can be beautiful
“Something great happened here but it’s over with” the goddamn tragedy
I can absolutely hear this in DE narrator voice.
Now that you say so, I want to try to use that new Collage feature to make this a DE scene.
"A desperate flinging off of something that's not true anymore" Bro put all his points in [Insert whatever skill you think suits the quote best since you guys keep arguing], and I love it.
I can't get this out of my head
I think that would be Inland Empire ackchyually
@@macrons593 nah inland empire would talk to it
That is the most disco phrase i have ever heard
Not me. Not anymore.
For keeping your shit together, day by day, minute by minute. Reporter. Arriving. On the scene.
Playing as a reporter/journalist for a (hypothetical) sequel sounds like a great idea
@@rinomavrovic6673 Wow, yeah, it does. Get the scoop. Take notes. Piece the story together. Make it fit, somehow. Would explain why the character needs to talk to so many people, needs to visit so many locations. Damn, now I want to play that. :(
@@AyCe [Suggestion - Legendary: Failed] Borrow money from the Estonian Mafia.
Someone's been a very busy boy. Good on you. Does this mean you're a *very good reporter*? Possibly. Are you? Because it sort of feels like you *are*.
Please don't cry.
@@whatever0517 New thought unlocked: Sorry Reporter
"I hate the news that comes out of my mouth opening. Please feel free to punch me"
Him inspecting the umbrella genuinely sounds like Disco Elysium writing
The way he says "carbohydrates are big this season" is very Kurt Vonnegut, a grudging blend between The Need To Live vs. The Need To Stay Popular.
"tapdancing to a Rodgers and Hammerstein song" is said so genuine that you can feel this man's age of living through the '70s, that tried to be the '50s.
"most of the birds who can afford it have gone to Florida" has such a dismissive undertone, he envies the freedom of nature.
"My father used to have a saying" gives a sense of respect, he cherished his father's wisdom unlike "used to say" which would be more pithy. He's not quoting a man, he's quoting a proverb from a higher authority. This is scripture to him, and like many people with scripture, it is something to give him hope, that February will not last forever. The fact that he ends his spiel about "we're all gonna die" with this proverb of making it through another year, shows that despite everything, he still yearns to live. And it's so painful to live, but he knows deep down that it's worth it.
Incredible.
When you got your rethoric and conceptualisation on max
“Most of the birds who can afford it” is a great line.
I was looking for this comment
It suggests, too, that certain birds who can afford it, refuse to leave and stick it out here, out of financial prudence. The desire, perhaps, to expand their retirement nest-egg.
The megalithic arch shooting up through, and disappearing into, the fog is something to behold
That’s the only time it looks cool lol
EMPATHY: He isn't in pain, at least not any of the kind you're used to. He just seems remarkably fed up of being here.
INLAND EMPIRE: As if the city itself was swallowing all of his motivation.
CONCEPTUALISATION: You can't deny how remarkably poetic this man is, despite his dull temperament.
here I am, not knowing a single thing about disco Elysium.
Just Imagine a drunk depressed Sherlock Holmes as a police man, with a terrible Green Necktie, and disco Shows. While every aspect of himself speaks with him constant .👤 Inland Empire: Oh and One Thing. Hardcore to the Mega.
0:32 "Somebody has abandoned it with its broken shaft, like a desperate flinging off of something that's not true anymore" Someone passed a Conceptualization check (I love this man: much like Harry's an Art Cop, he's a Poet Reporter). Looks like St. Louis is the real life Revachol 🌁
"Item: A laughable umbrella. Look at it, what does it think it's doing here? Lying there, broken and skeletal. Stupid umbrella!"
I feel like a certain man with a connection to tape recorders would say this...
Idk why but this reminds me of that one comic "Uh oh. Brain fell out! BRAIN FELL OUT! STUPID!"
"The umbrella is indifferent to your loneliness. The world does not care."
@@Watchers_PuppetJon can you not berate the umbrella please it's doing it's best
You live long enough with depression, you start laughing instead of crying at misery
That is the essence of the expression
A lil of both
Jokes on me Im crying rn
That's Absurdism for you mate
Nah that’s bull, I haven’t been living that long
This is the kind of programming that would convince me to watch the news
true!!!
There's something so profound in "something great happened here but it's over with" it rings true with something within me. He's a great poet
"It's as if there's some awful truth out there in the trees, it's hiding in the branches. Look at them. Something that's been bothering you for a long time is out there. What is it? You can almost see the shape of it, when all the colour is gone."
Pure poetry.
There is though. It's a secret, or a joke.
i thought the original video was satire, but....
it's so good to know there are real old fashioned poets in journalism out there. damn, i miss them
‘If you can live through February, you’ll live another year.’
My mother died at the beginning of March this year. My brothers and I returned to our grey seaside hometown to spend that last month with her, February. It’s damp biting cold outside was a tonic compared to the stench of dying in the hospital punctuated with regular weeping of grieving relatives. Then that weeping was our own.
Had I turned on the news to see this, I actually would have found it comforting. The saccharine BS of normal daytime TV seems like an insult when you have lost someone great.
My Dad had known her for 57 years. Children when they met. Now we just need to get him through a few rough Februarys.
My condolences.
Thank you for sharing this. Godspeed.
They lived a full life. That is more than any human could ask for.
i am sorry if its too tedious for you or maybe too invasive of me to ask you but could you tell me a bit about them?
Stay strong.
Yes, indeed. This is a rare diamond of an honest piece of tv presenting.
Summer is the worst. Cold, foggy, rainy days are pure kino and comfypilled
You know the longer this segment went on the more nervous the cameraman was getting
This man spits in the face of the news industry. He defies the commercial feel of news and its occasional shallow happiness when it’s allowed. I love every bit of it.
It honestly feels like its from a movie. Like Bruce Almighty 😅
KMOX also sounds like a company straight out of Disco Elysium.
Welcome to Saint Louis
Oh, how right you are.
Look at it this way, sure there aren't TVs in the world of Disco Elysium but there is print media. Maybe Guillaume Bevy works at the press.
@@Marksman_12DE has radio technology. KMOX could very much be one of many local news stations on the isola.
KMOX is named as such because radio stations west of the Mississipi river start with K, MO = Missouri, and they went with X because they started broadcasting on Christmas Eve 1925 (X-Mas). KMOX
@@zetto156 Good to know
As someone who was born in February, the great weariness of the world, I love the colour grey as it is the unanimous shade of stone-cold humanity. We're all still here. We won't be, one day. But that doesn't matter as long as we get past the next February, and the next, and the next. Grey is as bad as it gets, but we'll never see black. The whole rest of the rainbow is there to live through. Stay strong, detectives.
I love grey because its pretty. The world becomes less crass, less ordinary. Everything becomes a mystery. Driving turns into a thriller movie. Grey protects us from the burning of the merciless summer sun (more an enemy to us southern dwellers, I suppose). A warm light in a window of a grey mist gives more joy than the boring trash of spring spewing mud everywhere.
This is Werner Herzog levels of depression projection. He even thinks everyone else has itchy dry skin too. I love it, especially because I can’t tell if he’s trying to be funny or not.
Your skin thins as you get older and cold makes it dryer, so it gets itchy, so you have to use lotion more the older you get. I have to slather lotion on the minute I get out of the shower to retain skin moisture.
in most places it's pretty dry in feb, so on top of the dry air pwning your skin, all your heavy cold weather clothes get nice and staticy. feb is only not the itchiest month because summer has bugs
He is funny as hell and he knows it. He crafted this bit to perfection.
Man, this guy is manifesting my emotion to words going into 2024 winter right now.
Disco isn’t dead, it lives on in our hearts, and the lense through which we view the rest of this world.
A cracked lens, the distorted figures you see through it feel more accurate than with your own eyes.
I should get it fixed, you think every time you see it. But lenses can't be repaired, only replaced. You are more alike than you care to think, perhaps that's why you keep it broken?
This is what i want a Disco Elysium movie to be like
Filmed like a news report and speaking in poems for 2 hours straight
im starting to seriously question if my assumptions about disco elysium arent seriously off, what the heck kinda game could it be
@@Crosshill Play it
@@larsthedude1984 im not much of a gamer but i am looking for new experiences to ward off the seasonal affective disorder, seems theres more narrative than gameplay so ill check it out
@@Crosshill its the weirdest, funny and depresssing electronic novel in the world
@@ZgermanGuy. you're a great salesman, i will take your word for it
There is something very comforting in the feeling of melancholy. it is an attractive, addictive feeling. If you aren't careful you can find yourself unable to live without it.
I like deep melancholic videos that make me pause and reflect. The sadness and hope that resides in that sadness
Once you see the beauty in darkness, it changes something in you. You can never go back
Well, it has it's own time period with romanticism for a reason.
Someone once said the brain's coping mechanisms become like tracks for a train. Your thoughts just automatically follow the same pathways once set. You must make a habit of surprising your brain to 'jump the tracks' out of it and find new options.
1:33 Jesus Christ....
Why is this so cozy and relaxing. I could watch this guy talk about depressing places all day.
If you can live through February, youll live another year
0:47 and onward could have easily been narrated by Lenval Brown and it would have fit so perfectly. Incredible.
I clicked this video expecting a funny parody but found pure art.
1:31 the gateway arch looms like a cosmic nightmare behind the earth's raw nerve endings.
It's hiding in the branches
This has been reccommended to me so many times by YT, and I finally watched it. I'm so glad I did. Absolutely hilarious delivery, god it truly is exactly how the Seasonal Depression hits in February. I think i'm gonna watch this when I'm old, look back on the hard times of my youth, and enjoy this little capsule of feels.
That last line hit extra hard. Yep. Very true.
Here's to getting thru this next February, and to the rest of the year ❤
If you can live through February, you’ll live another year.
Words to live by.
@@lagrangepoint9386 a year at a time.
+1 healed morale
I’m glad to learn there’s so many others out there that hate that time of year. I live in Canada and oh boy the winters can be depressing
downtown st louis is just like martinaise. Thanks whoever was running this city 100 years ago
Downtown Syracuse NY has a lot of that going on too. That sentence "Something great happened here, but it's over with" captures the atmosphere of so many formerly gleaming American cities that, while not completely slipping into Gary, Indiana style infamy, just sort of slumped into a grey irrelevance and mediocrity. Not really places people flock to or run from, just places people wind up because life doesn't always go how you hoped and well, you have to live somewhere.
@@tjenadonn6158 Beautifully said.
Yep, the Great Divorce of 1844 poisoned St. Louis from then onward. An ill-concieved idea, forced through illegally, with deceit.
@@tjenadonn6158Outsourcing industries murdered a lot of urban jobs. Now, it's just offices and businesses that keep the cities going.
@@thebighurt2495 Yep. Once the Carrier plant shut down a lot of the money went with it (everyone still calls it the Carrier Dome BTW.) Lockheed Martin is looking pretty dead these days whenever I drive past it. Mayhaps the only major remnant of this area's large scale manufacturing heritage is the Anheuser-Busch plant out in Baldwinsville. Nothing comes from here anymore but people.
when your shivers is too high
He looks like Jim Gordon. This man is the embodiment of a detective from the 1970s. He screams "I drive a Lincoln Continental from 1976." His moustache has some serious power behind it. He literally looks like he belongs in Disco Elysium.
0:03 Conceptualization
0:11 Shivers
0:21 Empathy
0:29 Perception (Sight)
0:39 Conceptualization
0:44 Pain Threshold
0:48 Shivers
1:47 Encyclopedia
1:55 Conceptualization
2:11 Volition
ELECTROCHEMISTRY - Your mesolimbic reward pathway does not mince words. It wants smokes.
here in novosibirsk, russia, november has this vibe, where everyday is cloudy, where snow has not settled yet and is hard to walk on, and every street is half hidden behind a thick snow myst. no month here beats november in the sun deprivation metric. february here is similiar but theres way less snow and ure constantly reminded by this subtle scent of spring that there is summer to follow and not that many months until summer vacations and trips. peace and love to citizens of saint louis all the way from western siberia.
That sucks dude, here in New York September to December is the best time weather wise, you get that beautiful deep green trees that yield to Autumn's golden decay and finally ends in the bespoke minimalim of winters grip, but festooned with lights to bring int he Holiday Cheer. Then January starts and you have months of hell till spring
Здравствуйте товарищ от Новосибирска, и в час добрый
If I remember right, your city has a pretty good sounding theme/song, anthem or something like that.
@@cyberpunk-2O77 здравствуйте
Only St. Louis in February could earn empathy from somebody who literally lives in Siberia.
Pure catharsis
Man I love internet for content like this
To be honest it's beautiful month to quit non-smoking. Beautiful cigarette weather
Lol bruh said stop quitting dude
@@blueJay196 I quit non-smoking. Best decision of my life
@@ragoonsgg589 There's a funny song in my language that has a fitting punchline for what you're saying and it vaguely translates to "from all the different paths in life, everyone has the right to pick the one that's wrong".
@@yvaskhmir we have a saying in my country. in life you're only right when you ain't lookin in the mirror. And son, I'll tell you this, even then I'm right. Cause I smoke with my right and light with my left.
Marlboro Red 100s. The choice of Presidents. Cups. Inches, Miles Freedom, and beautiful black lungs. You got something in your teeth btw
@@ragoonsgg589 Man, you're really something. The more I read your comment, the more I thought to myself "There's a living person, who actually wrote this.". You have basically stated that you are right for whatever reason, that you are for whatever reason proud of being American and that you consider destroyed lungs a sign of virtue.
And I think you insulted me somehow with the last sentence, but I don't know that phrase and as hard as I tried to find what it meant, I haven't found anything, so I don't have a clue what that meant.
I can't really address your point, because you didn't make one.
All I can say is I am proud for successfully discouraging some of my friends from smoking. It's expensive, it's unhealthy and it funds the tobacco industry, which is simply immoral and shouldn't exist.
That being said, unfortunately, you are free to destroy your health further in this way, so do with that what you will. But, if you have any empathy and good will in you, maybe don't brag about it, because, while you can make dumb mistakes all you want, you absolutely shouldn't bring others down with you as well.
That ending is brutal, and somehow, comforting.
Disco Elysium *changes you,* like all good art should do. You will never see reality the same way again after playing and completing it.
The best kind of brainrot
I will call it al-gul forever
@@KittyKatty999 Disco , is so much. It's difficult to pick the most profound scar left on me. @kittykatty999 specifically, was this revelation or confirmation? For me I felt another beating heart similar to mine. The creators were not the enlightenment, but co-conspiritors .
You say that as if 80% of the player base didn't misunderstand the meaning of the game and viewed it as further validation to their flawed beliefs
@@doctordice2doctordice210 no?
This guy isn't depressed, he has answers.
And, down in the Southern Hemisphere, February is the month of Carnival in Brazil! But, interestingly, down there, August is considered bleak, and August is exactly what February is to the Northern Hemisphere
This was so poetic
NEWSCASTER! ARRIVING! ON THE SCENE!