🪦 Deceased Scott Raymond Adams / @ScottAdamsSays / “Real Coffee With Scott Adams” - The Washed Up Cartoonist Behind “Dilbert”, Creator of “The Dilberito”, Professional Bullying Victim, Political Grifter, Terminally Online Narcissistic Boomer, Divorced Twice, Is (Not) Glad His Stepson Overdosed. This is Not a Racial Politics Debate Thread

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Did his instathot second wife say anything about his passing?
Please, guys, make sure you get your routine prostate exams done once you hit 45, I know it’s haha lol gay finger up butt, but it’s the most common cancer in men, and it is so treatable if caught early. You are not less of a man because you have a doctor conduct a prostate exam, but you are less of a man when your pride causes you to die an early death and leave your loved ones alone and suffering far before your time.
Thing is, I don't think they even have to stick their finger up your ass any more. I think now they just do a simple blood test (which should tell them whether or not they need to stick their fingers up your ass)
 
Does anyone know what the final Dilbert comic was? I know he published some independently after getting cancelled.
 
Did his instathot second wife say anything about his passing?

Thing is, I don't think they even have to stick their finger up your ass any more. I think now they just do a simple blood test (which should tell them whether or not they need to stick their fingers up your ass)
Yeah. They did a simple fecal blood test which turned out positive and from there I ended up getting the finger up the ass. Had a couple of small nodules they cut out, which were precancerous. Other than a bit of discomfort and needing someone to drive me home, one of the easiest treatments I've ever gone through.
 
Yeah. They did a simple fecal blood test which turned out positive and from there I ended up getting the finger up the ass. Had a couple of small nodules they cut out, which were precancerous. Other than a bit of discomfort and needing someone to drive me home, one of the easiest treatments I've ever gone through.
I had to have something similar. For me it was precautionary because my dad had/has colon and prostate cancer (the same kind that Dilbertman had, actually)
 
Recommend reading the Scott Alexander piece on Scott Adams.


It's pretty nice!

This is just the opening:

The Dilbert Afterlife​


Thanks to everyone who sent in condolences on my recent death from prostate cancer at age 68, but that was Scott Adams. I (Scott Alexander) am still alive1.

Still, the condolences are appreciated. Scott Adams was a surprisingly big part of my life. I may be the only person to have read every Dilbert book before graduating elementary school. For some reason, 10-year-old-Scott found Adams’ stories of time-wasting meetings and pointy-haired bosses hilarious. No doubt some of the attraction came from a more-than-passing resemblance between Dilbert’s nameless corporation and the California public school system. We’re all inmates in prisons with different names.

But it would be insufficiently ambitious to stop there. Adams’ comics were about the nerd experience. About being cleverer than everyone else, not just in the sense of being high IQ, but in the sense of being the only sane man in a crazy world where everyone else spends their days listening to overpaid consultants drone on about mission statements instead of doing anything useful. There’s an arc in Dilbert where the boss disappears for a few weeks and the engineers get to manage their own time. Productivity shoots up. Morale soars. They invent warp drives and time machines. Then the boss returns, and they’re back to being chronically behind schedule and over budget. This is the nerd outlook in a nutshell: if I ran the circus, there’d be some changes around here.

Yet the other half of the nerd experience is: for some reason this never works. Dilbert and his brilliant co-workers are stuck watching from their cubicles while their idiot boss racks in bonuses and accolades. If humor, like religion, is an opiate of the masses, then Adams is masterfully unsubtle about what type of wound his art is trying to numb.

This is the basic engine of Dilbert: everyone is rewarded in exact inverse proportion to their virtue. Dilbert and Alice are brilliant and hard-working, so they get crumbs. Wally is brilliant but lazy, so he at least enjoys a fool’s paradise of endless coffee and donuts while his co-workers clean up his messes. The P.H.B. is neither smart nor industrious, so he is forever on top, reaping the rewards of everyone else’s toil. Dogbert, an inveterate scammer with a passing resemblance to various trickster deities, makes out best of all.

The repressed object at the bottom of the nerd subconscious, the thing too scary to view except through humor, is that you’re smarter than everyone else, but for some reason it isn’t working. Somehow all that stuff about small talk and sportsball and drinking makes them stronger than you. No equation can tell you why. Your best-laid plans turn to dust at a single glint of Chad’s perfectly-white teeth.

Lesser lights may distance themselves from their art, but Adams radiated contempt for such surrender. He lived his whole life as a series of Dilbert strips. Gather them into one of his signature compendia, and the title would be Dilbert Achieves Self Awareness And Realizes That If He’s So Smart Then He Ought To Be Able To Become The Pointy-Haired Boss, Devotes His Whole Life To This Effort, Achieves About 50% Success, Ends Up In An Uncanny Valley Where He Has Neither The Virtues Of The Honest Engineer Nor Truly Those Of The Slick Consultant, Then Dies Of Cancer Right When His Character Arc Starts To Get Interesting.

If your reaction is “I would absolutely buy that book”, then keep reading, but expect some detours.

Whole piece has a number of funny bits, some a bit harsh, but ultimately pretty kind towards Scott.

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RIP Clot Adams, I recommend his older guide/biography whatever book called

How to Fail at Almost Everything and Still Win Big: Kind of the Story of My Life

I read about 1/3 of that book and had to stop because I realized it was not going to help someone in their 40s who never had even 10% of Adams's resourcefulness and motivation. Not that there's anything wrong with the book. It's crazy how affirmative action prevented him from getting jobs.
 
For those that mock his deathbed conversion to Christianity, the thief on the cross next to Jesus' was literally guaranteed entrance into heaven for repenting and declaring his faith in Jesus as they were both nailed to separate trees, dying... not that anyone knows who's in heaven but God... It does seem easy to repent when you know you have no hope of recalcitrant behavior in the future, but the tradeoff is you're dead.
 
rest in peace buddy
your wise advice still holds true

scott adams important advice.mp4
it's funny how this is a faux pas but literally any white person with money does this, including the hollywood/manhattan crowd. Manhattan had black people, plenty of them, then the rich gentrified them out of the city and out the state and then they all vacation in Hamilton which is a less than 2% black township in NY where the only black people that live there are literally the maids and cooks. California has one of the smallest black populations of any state in the country and Beverley Hills and the other gate kept communities in LA have virtually no black people at all
 
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