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Break from the comic throws Forger cuddles at ye

And an unstoppable force found below

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I’m having so much fun watching season 2 of Spy x Family. I adore the new addition of Bond to the Forger family <3

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OOOO you wanna watch spy x family for loid, yor, anya and bond so badly...!

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I live for Loid gaslighting himself into the fact that he doesn’t think of himself as a husband and a dad. I mean, you can’t deny that he obviously thinks of them as his family, and he continuously has to cover his feelings with “it’s for the mission” to make himself feel better about getting attached.

This look that he gives Anya? There’s nobody even around to see it. He’s not putting on a show for anybody, and here he’s just Twilight. That is a look of love— you can’t convince me otherwise.

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In Vino Duplicitas: The Rise & Fall of a Wine Forger Extraordinaire (2017), by Peter Hellman

File Under: Forgers

I saw one review that labeled this "A Wine Thriller," so let's get one thing straight off the bat: This is not a thriller. This book is boring. Though, to be fair, it's not that it's dry (ha! that's a wine pun!). It's just that there's too much of it. It just really should have been an article; there isn't really enough to the narrative itself to justify making a whole book out of it.

But, at the same time, this book has probably sparked more discussion in the Slabdash household than anything else I've reviewed. It has some really great passages describing the point of view of the victims of the scam and what it is that they say is so terrible about the particular crime of wine forgery. And the author makes no secret about being a connoisseur and wine reviewer himself, so he's setting this all forth as a more or less true believer in the art of wine. And then he sets all of this against the story itself: A story of a man who forges the world's most expensive wines by mixing lesser wines together to get something that tastes sometimes exactly like the supposedly rare and unique vintage he's mimicking -- and who then sells these forgeries to the kind of people who can drop hundreds of thousands of dollars on something they'll either blow at one tasting with their millionaire friends or stick in a cellar to be proud of and never do anybody any good. And so, he somewhat unintentionally turns it into a fantastic ethical and aesthetic question:

Who the hell cares?

What is the crime, really? What makes the wine unique, what are the buyers truly paying for and what is he truly cheating them out of? And if you think you've answered that question to your satisfaction, next ask yourself (or your family members at dinner): Would you feel different if it was a piece of visual art he was forging?

I haven't even come up with hard answers to these questions myself, I don't know that they need to have hard answers, they're more of fascinating thought experiments that gradually circle around and try to pin down what I really think about the value of art, and of what counts as crime, and why, and what the appropriate response is. You can go so many directions from there.

Also, for full disclosure I should probably acknowledge that my palate is that of a chicken nuggets and mac n cheese autistic, and even when I drank, all I could tell you about a wine was whether it was white (yummy) or red (yucky). Which adds another layer to my personal reflection: Would I be less critical about this if this were an art form I was at all capable of understanding?

If you're intrigued, maybe what you should do is start with Patrick Radden Keefe's article on the Jefferson Bottles, which is a) shorter, and b) conveniently linked for free right here. If you like that enough to want more on the subject, then maybe check this book out from the library and promise yourself that it is okay to skim over the boring narrative parts with all the lists of vintages and prices and auction dates, and focus on the themes and the big question of what it means and whether it matters at all.