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remade for extremely petty reasons (wanted to have a comprehensive tagging system; did not want to go back and apply it to more than twenty thousand posts) and can be found at @regicidal-optimism
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Fernando Pessoa, A Little Larger Than the Entire Universe: Selected Poems
just trying to draw water
In 2004, Drew Barrymore revolutionized the horror genre in 50 First Dates, where she starred as an ill-fated amnesiac doomed to rediscover each morning that she was married to Adam Sandler. In this essay, I will
julien baker - “appointments” / larissa pham - “abject permanence” / the mountain goats - “cry for judas” / richard siken - “the worm king’s lullaby”
While I’ve been looking at cartoons that I think are artistically important or at least interesting in some quasi-literary way, there are a whole lot of cartoons I love because I just love them, man, you know?
Carl Rose drew a lot of them, especially in the mid-to-late 1930s, and got full pages and sometimes two-page spreads on which to display his craft.
This is one of my favorite examples of his oversized, crowded panels which you can spend minutes getting lost in the details of. The caption, which provides the pretext for the drawing, is almost eye-rolling in its “satire”: A Caravan Of California Millionaires, Fleeing Eastward From The State Income Tax, Encamps For The Night In Hostile Wisconsin Territory.
But it’s the details that make it work on the level of joyful absurdity, rather than purely satirically. A lesser comic mind would have just circled the limousines and left it at that; Rose has titans of finance arguing over a map of the U.S., heavily-furred-up wives playing bridge, snooty servants lighting the candles for a four-course meal, a socially insecure guy still in his car trying to get his tie to come out right, and hired goons all around the frame making sure no raiders are coming to scalp our heroes.
It’s a typical New Yorker cartoon of its era in poking gentle fun at the very rich, rather than being socially responsible and calling for their heads on a platter (this was published in 1937, in the middle of the Great Depression), but however strong my feeling of class resentment, I can’t help being charmed by this image of ridiculously opulent survivalism. Anything that calls to mind Chesterton’s maxim about “we few” always meaning “we happy few” scores points with me.
Apparently when my grandma first came to America she didn’t know what a raccoon was and assumed it was a fucked up cat and adopted it. I just imagine this 13 yr old girl with a heavy Eastern European accent being like “this is my cat, Petr. He is not very friendly”
Return to Magenta, Svitlana Moiseienko
wo gehst du hin, wenn du sagst, dass du nach hause gehst? München, Germany, 2014
Lisel Mueller, “Cicadas” in Dependencies (1965)
[Image description: black text on a white background. Transcript follows.
CICADAS
Always in unison, they are / the rapt voice of silence,
so singleminded I cannot tell / if the sound is rich or thin,
cannot tell even if it is sound / the high, sustained note
which gives to a summer field / involved with the field at noon
a stillness as palpable / as smoke and mildew
know only: when they are gone / one scrubbed autumn day
after the clean sweep / of the bright, acrid season
what remains is a clearing of rest / of balance and attention
but not the second skin / hot and close, of silence.
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Regarding the “ugly villains” thing, what I think people do not understand is that by default, if you have a villain who is evil, then they are going to be sexy! This is because evil is sexy. Of course there are different flavours of evil—your corrupt politicians aren’t the same flavour as your sadistic nutjobs—but the point remains that overall, if you have someone is evil, umming and ahhing over the pros/cons of making them sexy is just ridiculous. ‘tis human nature to thirst over what is morally abhorent, just accept that and move on.
why did my neighbors name their wifi network this
what’s the point of having a wifi network and not naming it something like this
Oh the fun you can have with network naming…
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This is my joy.
This made me look at networks near me and:
Gender affirming surgery of give me elf ears
Gender affirming surgery of give me vampire fangs
Gender affirming surgery of give me teifling horns
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gender is a performance and im doing improv comedy