I don't understand the beetle in bed reference
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A collection of some classic Lemmy memes for your enjoyment
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Kafka

torch everything!
Son of a submariner!
You all sound like chapters from a self-help book!
"Hee, hee! Nothing can beat the music of hundreds of voices screaming in unison!"
It represents Kafka's allegory for existential alienation, dehumanization, and the absurdity of modern life.
Aka the human condition
🎼I talk too much
One morning, as Gregor Samsa was waking up from anxious dreams, he discovered that in bed he had been changed into a monstrous verminous bug. He lay on his armour-hard back and saw, as he lifted his head up a little, his brown, arched abdomen divided up into rigid bow-like sections. From this height the blanket, just about ready to slide off completely, could hardly stay in place. His numerous legs, pitifully thin in comparison to the rest of his circumference, flickered helplessly before his eyes.
‘What’s happened to me,’ he thought. It was no dream. His room, a proper room for a human being, only somewhat too small, lay quietly between the four well-known walls. Above the table, on which an unpacked collection of sample cloth goods was spread out (Samsa was a traveling salesman) hung the picture which he had cut out of an illustrated magazine a little while ago and set in a pretty gilt frame. It was a picture of a woman with a fur hat and a fur boa. She sat erect there, lifting up in the direction of the viewer a solid fur muff into which her entire forearm disappeared.
It's me
Don't worry, the legs on the right are those of the trolley mechanic fixing the brakes because of the numerous reports of them somehow failing.
Is it the train car from fallout?

What's in the upper right hand corner?
Looks like the bug from Kafkas Metamorphosis to me
Who's the one on the bottom left?
That's just the "nothing ever happens" guy. I don't think it has any origin in philosophy or ethics, just a meme.
Holy shit, haha