I appreciate that Robin is fully aware that she and The Hair share one brain cell between them.
A thing about Steve Harrington is that if he could get over himself a little bit more (quantifying because he's gotten over a lot of himself) he would LOVE playing D&D with Dustin and company, but he's very invested in a version of himself he thinks will make him happy...
...and the guy Steve Harrington wants to be is someone who wouldn't be caught dead playing a nerd game with a bunch of people who were in middle school 5 minutes ago.
And the thing is that nothing in his life actually makes him as happy as his friendship with Robin, or his friendship with Dustin and the wider circle that connects him to. He can't successfully perform the role of cool kid and it didn't actually satisfy him when he could.
In a larger town with a larger school there might be enough fully developed subculture-y cliques that he could find a crowd he does fit in with better, but in Hawkins, he vibes best with the freaks and outcasts.
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"How about instead of trying to be 'woke' or 'PC' we all just try to be decent human beings?"
Listen, I've got news for you about what we were actually doing that got us called 'PC' and 'wokeists'.
I've said this before many times, but basically nobody ever "tried to be PC". The rare exceptions were mostly decision makers responding to people who were trying to get them to be decent, without necessarily understanding or agreeing with whatever they were conceding.
I.e.: Disability activists clamor for a school to comply with the ADA, and school officials reluctantly give part of the way in while making a big speech about how "politically correct" they are, because they have internalized that this is what "those types" want from them.
There was an SNL sketch in the 90s or so, where a couple were trying to decide on a name for their impending baby, and the guy rejected every name on the grounds of the cruel playground taunts he imagined it would result in.
The punchline to the sketch was revealed by a telegram delivery for "Mr. and Mrs. Asswipe Johnson" ("It's pronounced Ahz-wee-pay.") He was pre-emptively protective of his future child because he'd had a lifetime of taunting about his own name.
And because of this, no name was acceptable to him, because there is no name that can't be shoehorned into a schoolyard taunt or cruel nickname, because ultimately the name doesn't cause that, the cruelness of others does.
Since livestreaming a game currently requires a lot of stars to align for me, I've decided to do more Let's Play type video-on-demand things instead, as a way of sharing my love of my favorite games with an audience.
One reason I decided to try livestreaming even knowing my network isn't what or where it needs to be is that I wanted to try to break through my increasing sense of social isolation and the armor of inhibitions building up around it with a social activity.
And while recording and uploading videos to YouTube lacks the social aspect... so does streaming with high latency, an unreliably steady connection, and conditions that make most potential audience members bounce within a few minutes. So nothing of value is actually lost here.
Every day, with every problem we face as a society, it feels like the conversation goes:
911: What is your emergency?
us: HOUSE FIRE!
911: How unfortunate.
us: So can you send someone to put it out?
911: No.
us: Why not?
911: Because it's on fire. That's the reality now.
See, fires only form under certain conditions: material to serve as fuel, temperatures at or above the combustion point of some of that material, availability of oxygen... so if your house is on fire, that means ambient conditions support a fire. You can't "fight" that, can you?
What, you want us to send a truck with high-pressure water spraying equipment to spray water over the fire in order to douse the flames, bring down the temperature, and waterlog available fuel sources?
Okay, but consider: there's not water on the flames now. It's dry as a bone!
The reality behind the Columbo or Encyclopedia Brown trope of "catching the suspect in a lie by noting some incongruous detail or inconsistency" is that cops just make up the detail and insist that it's true.
The Columbo franchise skirted the line of him being a cop; it was a necessary device that he could direct arrests, but he avoided working within the hierarchy, refused to carry a gun, ignored the dress code, etc. A reboot would almost necessarily have to make him not a cop at all
Imagine Columbo as a public defender who gets police and professional expert witnesses on the stand and worries at their story until they blow their top and reveal the truth in front of the judge and jury.