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liberator! liberator! by ballantine
full pdf here
typeset + cover done in InDesign
Having seen some births now i can say that dog birth is amazing cos they just slip n slide out one after the other like a little conveyor belt. And theyre so little and unformed. And then UNGULATE BIRTHS ... are amazing for the opposite reason which is that 10mins after being born they are filing their taxes. Unless they are goats, in which case they are committing tax fraud instead
Goats are what is called a precocial species, which means that shortly after birth they are able to do many thimgs on their own, such as standing, walking, eating, and embezzlement
THE TERROR ▸ 1.10 we are gone
Jay Mccarrol and Matt Johnson filming 'Famous Jay' at the 2024 Canadian Screen Awards (jokes aside this is so impressive and fearless.)
just saw someone had bookmarked an old fic of mine set in like 1994 "historical fiction vibes" and I'm gonna have to sit with that for a while.
I had a catalpa, honey locust, and like 8 sycamores sprout in the same pot last month and I just successfully was able to separate them, with all surviving. maybe today will be good
Clockwatchers (1997) Directed by Jill Sprecher
CLOCKWATCHERS 1997, dir. Jill Sprecher
you can go back to the past but nobody’s there
A Cook's Tour (2001) by Anthony Bourdain
matt on the boy meets world cast podcast for some reason waxing poetic about how jay was a child prodigy "like mozart in amadeus" ("he''s a ONCE IN A GENERATIONAL TALENT--" "huh. wow.") and how because he was jealous of jay's skill as a pianist he wanted to match him by improvising stupid slam poetry spoken word improv pieces over jay's music, which was the genesis of ntbts. matt's situation is so fucked up can you imagine being some geeky spazz in high school with more creative energy than you know what to do with and meeting this ethereal older boy that's a piano genius and gets all your references and wants to spend all his time with you. can you imagine him insisting on moving in with you to make a creative project together that subsumes your whole life. can you imagine having to be the one to be forced to disentangle yourself from this guy you have no idea how you pulled in the first place because you feel like being head over heels for him is creatively stagnating you but he won't let you go. can you imagine crawling back to him at the first taste of success after spending a while latching on to a less talented and beautiful proxy version of your ex-bestie. realizing that unfortunately/fortunately this guy is your root for life and he encourages your fixation on him bc it's for sure mutual and ngl you're good for his career. he's also straight. awful
I appreciate The Odyssey taking a second at the very end to remind me of our declining literacy rates, that wasn't on my bingo card for obnoxious parallels
““In the beginning - in the early days - they said, “We are making the world better. When we came to this place there was nothing except forest and wild animals and people who ran around naked. We have ended this. We have cut down trees and planted gardens. We have made meadows where we can raise the kind of animals we like. We have taught the naked people how to wear clothing. All this is good! And look at the other things we’ve done! We have dug rivers and brought water into our gardens. We have turned dry canyons into lakes. Now there is more food. Now there can be more people. Now our villages can grow large and rich!” ‘After a while they began to notice that the world did not seem to be a better place. Everything seemed smaller and dirtier. Everything was wearing out - the soil, the hills, the rivers and lakes. The people said, “There is nothing new in this. There have always been places where the land is thin and useless. There have always been rivers where the water is not fit to drink. There is no problem.” ‘Things kept getting worse. Now the people said, “For everything that is gained, something must be lost. Look at what we have gained! Look at our villages full of big houses! Look at our houses full of many gifts! The forests that are gone have come back to us in gold. The rivers we cannot drink from have become jars full of bara.” 'Finally everything became so bad that no one could come up with anything comforting to say. Then the people said, “Change is impossible. It’s already too late. Anyway, we don’t really mind the way things are.”’ I paused. 'Those are the four kinds of lie the people told. “We are making things better.” “There is no problem.” “There are no real gifts.” “It is too late to change.””
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A Woman of the Iron People, by Eleanor Arnason, pg 446-447
This quote, you guys. This quote just hit me right in the fucking heart, I actually lost my breath while reading it. The context for this is a human anthropologist from a futuristic society translating the overall pattern of Earth history into an alien language, in the style of a myth, in the native language, to members of a pre-industrial culture, to explain why human beings are maybe not trustworthy.
But I just. This book was published in 1991. And that last bit, the final paragraph? Feels so fucking relevant to everything that’s going wrong in the world right now that I want to print it out and give it to everyone who thinks social change and social progress are immoral, implausible pipe-dreams.
THIS. THIS, RIGHT HERE, IS WHY I LOVE SFF.
'Finally everything became so bad that no one could come up with anything comforting to say. Then the people said, “Change is impossible. It’s already too late. Anyway, we don’t really mind the way things are.”’ I paused. ‘Those are the four kinds of lie the people told. “We are making things better.” “There is no problem.” “There are no real gifts.” “It is too late to change.”
well that can't be good
my own private idaho (1991) dir. gus van sant