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ZENDAYA attends the New York premiere of The Odyssey â July 14, 2026
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To Survive on This Shore, by Jess T. Dugan.
This being marked "mature" is actually disgusting. These are completely neutral portraits that are not sexual or provocative in any way. Trans people existing is not a fucking sexual statement, let alone our trans elders.
Sleeping With the Lights On: The Unsettling Story of Horror, Darryl Jones [x] Severance (2022-) horror + the aesthetics of abjection
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If youâve ever walked through a bookstore with an author by your side, you may have noticed something peculiar: writers donât check out new
Amazon has instituted a feature called âAsk This Book,â which allows you to interrogate the app about the contents of the text, and then, if you so choose, skip reading it altogether. A few months ago, the author and podcaster Tyler Cowan launched his new book, The Marginal Revolution, onto his website, in full, along with an âintegrated AI assistantâ that pre-digests the prose for you, like a mother bird regurgitating food into the maw of her chicks. As of the time of this writing, almost four months after its publication, the text still contains a typo in its opening lines, suggesting to me that no one close to the author has even bothered to read it with care. I recently embarked on a month-long book tour from Vancouver to Los Angeles. Along the way, I stopped off to meet up with friends and colleagues, some of whom I havenât seen in years. What nearly everyone I spoke with told me, in one form or another, is that they are feeling the effects of a holographic crisis that extends far beyond the publishing industry. I spoke with a friend who, unable to find time to read whole books, has begun to run PDFs through an AI program that converts them into podcasts, complete with two chatty humanoid voices. I talked with a literary agent who said that her clients, fearing their book proposal will be read first by AI before it ever encounters human eyeballs, are tweaking their proposals to suit robotic tastes, much as magazines tailor their headlines to game social media algorithms. And I talked with a Hollywood producer who caught a studio exec pretending to have read a script, when it was clear heâd used AI to summarize it. (She knew this for a fact, because the LLM had mistaken the plotline of a novel within the script for the plot of the film itself.)
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Nearly every author and editor I know feels that our present holographic crisis is merely a wan prelude of whatâs to come: a tsunami of texts wholly written by AI, flooding the earth with books without authors, holograms piled atop holograms, with no ground-truth beneath them. âA fool also multiplies words,â the author of Ecclesiastes warns. âAt the beginning their words are folly; at the end they are wicked madness.â
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