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Welcome to Lexo's blog!
Lexo 💼 they/he ☀️ GER/YU 🐌 23 📒
🚋 bassist 🎸 english lit student 🧑🏫
going on a lennon-mccartney coke rant because their 70s/1980 dynamic on john's end was so insane it makes me laugh. john trying his absolute hardest to act like he does Not care about paul whilst being simultaneously SO obsessed is possibly the funniest dynamic ever. laughing at paul getting arrested in his diary and then tweaking out at the idea he was being mistreated in prison. saying his music was shit but having worn down wings/mccartney records in his flat that yoko said they regularly listened to together. disconnecting himself from paul completely then asking his tarot reader how paul's marriage was going (not even going to touch this one). that one recording of him playing uncle albert/admiral halsey drunk at his 1971 birthday party and singing along.... bro we Know you're a fake idgafer!!!!
Putting the term "Catholic guilt" on a high shelf where fandom can't reach it until everyone learns how to identify characters who are very very clearly coded as Protestant.
"denk mal drüber nach" underrated German phrase fr
Wrote my first ever fanfiction last night at 2 am and woke up with 20 kudos 1 comment and 2 bookmarks. It was only chapter one. Am i doing well guys or are those rookie numbers?
i love you alan shore i wish lawyers were real
I will literally get baited by any lawyer show ever bruh
Hmm mm yes, Leonard Cohen. The hearing man's bob dylan.
i do not want to live in the fucking panopticon fuck the camera that blinks above me at work, the tv watching me at the store, the "smile you're on camera" signs, the ring cameras, the flock cameras, the apps to track your child or partner, the activist friends telling me "just assume everything you do in public is being recorded somewhere", the government building protester databases, the teslas recording every move all around them, the knowledge that everything i type or search or save is being tracked and logged, the ads and search suggestions that mysteriously know what i was just talking about, the way biometrics keep creeping into more places, the way my car spies on me, the way my phone spies on me, the way there is nowhere to go to get away from it!!! no wonder the internet is full of vindictive little stalkers and witchhunts when it's the water and the air of society from the culture to the infrastructure
hearing a beloved friend say the words 'can i be mean for a sec' is like watching an angel descend from the heavens and kiss you on the forehead
being on the internet for more than three minutes
the internet seems like a distant dream
whatever we are on rn is not the internet. It's ads
Text more or less from Jean Baudrillard's essay "Crash" (I had to mangle it a bit). Read the essay in full here. Read Ballard's reaction to the essay here (yikes!). There are a lot of interesting questions that I had to mostly leave out of the text I used. For example, should Crash be read morally? Ballard said yes in his own introduction, but Baudrillard says no.
I think everyone differs a little in how they read the sexuality in Crash. It isn't just car fetishism, but I don't think it is entirely antisexual either. It isn't abstracted to a point past understanding it as sex. I think it's interesting to read Crash as if it's revealing what sex actually is to us: it has always been abstract, always reached towards death, we're always afraid of letting the id drive but simultaneously thrilled by the possibility. I don't necessarily think the modern world is going off the rails, but there is really a truth to the fact that as our lives become more intertwined with technology, there is a potential for sexuality to balloon into abstract shapes, and I think it's fascinating. What do you think, are all the terms of a sex act substitutable? Is there a limit to what kinds of things can be sexual? Is it all just sign exchange?
I am growing to love this app (I love yapping and nonstop posting and there’s tons of cool drow lovers here). Definitely feel like I’m wired for this place. But trying to navigate the etiquette and UI of tumblr lowkey got me like
Like… how do I interact with people… what the hell are asks for… am I doing tagging right? If I click follow post is that the equivalent to a save button????
Frankie is trying to get me to use tumblr and I'm trying to get them to use bluesky and Frankie's winning because bluesky is garbage
Mclennon edit to Lovac i Košuta by Plavi Orkestar enjoy! 🪲🐞
This is the only post I’ll make about Taylor swift and I’ll leave it be but my problem isn’t even with her, it’s with the people that listen to her. There are so many of them and they are perfectly fine with her writing music with the sophistication of a teenager. They grow older in age but continue to accept her juvenile output year after year after year. What is going on? I don’t think there is a musician that ever had people this obsessed and yet it’s the lowest quality of writing and sonic fidelity of anyone with a comparable fan base. It’s just indicative of our decline as a human race. I’m worried sick.. The things that have been done to these peoples minds for them to accept this… I’ve been witnessing it we have been under psychic attack for generations and it has lead to this. I am now living in a world with people who have no control over their own minds anymore. It’s over… it’s really over