Posts by Jose Myers87

Worst qualifying session ever?

Sam Clark75 said:The graphics are an absolute epic fail. With how they messed up the purple/green/yellow sectors—it was probably just a random mistake since in the newer driver comparison graphics, purple still means the fastest, just like it used to.

Yesterday's stream on F1 TV was pretty trash overall. It kept lagging—like, the broadcast started while the commentators were already mid-sentence, so you have no clue who's even talking. My ears were practically ringing before I realized it was just Palmer. There was stuttering too, and it definitely wasn't my internet or anything on my end. Not to be totally negative though—at least we didn't get the Croft/Brundle combo, so I'll take the win.

It was actually there, you just have to switch from the Live feed to the International feed.

Raymond Anderson4 said:Honestly, I think that red flag was exactly what we needed. It’s the only way to reset things. But now comes the real headache... how do you even begin to clean up this absolute mess they've made? There's just so much chaos everywhere. Where do you even start?

How are you even supposed to clear the track and get all those debris pieces off the asphalt and the run-off areas when everything has to come to a halt? I mean, how do you actually manage the cleanup if there's an SC out and cars are still circulating the circuit? It doesn't exactly make sense, does it?

Honestly, you might as well just assume it’s a red flag from the jump. Why bother overthinking it? You’ve got a tiny window—maybe two minutes tops—to clear everything out before the Safety Car and the rest of the pack come barreling back through that section. Did you even see how much was going on out there? The Safety Car ended up circling for ten full laps, which basically eats up ten racing laps right then and there. What's the point in stressing if the outcome is already baked in?

If you ask me, the only fair way to handle this would be to just put them all in a single box. Then, you let them go at intervals that exactly match the gaps they had before the interruption. Anything else? It’s just plain unfair.

When the gap is already that massive during a race, the way a Safety Car operates really needs to be different. And don't even get me started on the red flag. It’s one thing when the field is relatively bunched up, but once you're looking at a two-lap lead? It feels absolutely insane to just bunch everyone back together like nothing happened. Why do they even bother?

Lewis Hamilton loses nearly two minutes because he runs wide, then thanks to a red flag, he’s suddenly sitting there with just a five-second deficit instead of being two full minutes down 😵. Seriously, we need to fix this rule immediately

It’s been over two or three years since I last sat down to watch

But here’s my take

Planet of the Apes (1968)
-A masterpiece, 9.5/10
Even though it’s sci-fi and plays with some humor, the movie is actually a top-tier critique of humanity. It was filmed during the Cold War, back when nuclear annihilation was a very real threat. I can only imagine what it felt like to sit in a theater back then and experience that twist ending for the first time.

Rise of the Planet of the Apes (2011)
7.5/10
-I think this was the weakest link in the trilogy for me. Between the direction and the early atmosphere, it felt a bit too much like watching a Marvel Spider-Man flick, but it's still very solid. That sense of imprisonment and the animals starting their rebellion? Powerful stuff.

Dawn of the Planet of the Apes (2014)
-9/10
This one was my favorite. It’s a war drama through and through—full of tension, grudges, hatred, and revenge.

War for the Planet of the Apes (2017)
-8.5/10
To me, it felt like a strong second act and a very decent finale. I wish I could remember more specific details, but basically, they all function as war dramas reflecting on the state of mankind. I didn't even view them as "fantasy" movies; I almost forgot I was even watching apes. I did dig the little nods to the original film, like the "Nova" references and things like that.

It’s weird that there aren't more active threads about alcoholism going on here, or maybe I just missed something? Because in the real world, this thing is everywhere.

I just wanted to share a bit of my own experience—that specific moment when you realize you've actually become an alcoholic. Back when I was a teenager, if I went out drinking and ended up breaking up with some girl, I’d take ownership of it. It felt like my life, my mistakes, my stuff. But then it happened to me in my early 20s. Suddenly, when I'm drinking heavily, I don't even feel like I'm participating anymore. Once the hangover hits, I'm just totally detached from everything that happened. It’s like those hours were stolen from me. They don't feel like "my" memories anymore; it’s more like someone else lived through them while I was blacked out. I guess that's the exact moment the alcohol takes over everything. And then the cycle starts all over again, because even on the days you aren't wasted, you find yourself needing a little nudge just to reclaim that lost time and feel like a normal person.

There are different breeds of alcoholics out there. You’ve got the steady sippers—the ones who just nurse a drink all day and somehow stay upright—and then you’ve got the ones with absolutely zero off switch, people who just chase the blackout until they hit the floor. At first glance, the second group looks worse, doesn't it? But honestly, they hit the wall much sooner. They face the music fast. The sippers? They can lie to themselves for decades.

Take that woman mentioned in the original post, claiming she knocks back half a liter of wine every single day. To me, that sounds like science fiction. I was always a lightweight; there is no universe where I could sip half a liter of wine and just sit there acting normal. I used to be able to stay stone-cold sober for stretches, but once I finally cracked? It was game over. I’d go from nothing to slamming two or three liters of hard liquor a day, only to wake up a week later in some random town in Ohio, having no clue who I was with or how I even got there.

The symptoms just kept getting more violent. By the time I hit 30, I had no choice but to quit. The seizures were getting worse, the sweating, the tremors... it was brutal. I stumbled a few times after that, sure, but I’ve been clean since I was 32. That’s eight years now. Meanwhile, some of my old drinking buddies are still stuck in the cycle because they weren't like me—they thought they "knew" how to control it. Now? Their marriages are trashed and they're drowning in debt.

Bottas is out there today driving for his own career and Hamilton's too. The stakes couldn't be higher. This might just be the most critical race of the century.