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RESEÑA: Extraños - Kimberly McCreight | Melanie Sanz
There are "feminism activist" who don't represent all feminism. There are "blm activist" who don't represent all blm. There are "animal rights activist" who don't represent all ARA. In every group, there is always outliars. The "feminist" who are about making women better, are not representatives of all feminist The "BLM activists" who wants to gun down white people or turn violent, are not representatives of all BLM activist. The "animal rights activists" who is throwing fake blood on you, are not representatives of all animal rights activist. Look, just because someone claims they are some sort of activist or "in a group" doesn't mean that they are. True feminist don't bring down males. They are more about proving a point that females can do anything a male can do and being treated equally. True BLM isn't about "taking down whitey." It's about not being murdered in plain view, being racially profiled, and being treated equally. There is no official name for the white power idiots (I guess since white people don't need a group for basic equality which is really fucking sick if you think about it.) but they don't represent all white people either. A rich person doesnt represent all the rich. A poor person doesnt represent all the poor. Not a single person can represent an entire group and what they are about. Groups exist for movements and similarities with idealistic morales. However, each person in the group is not a carbon copy of the others. There are always people in different categories, groups, races, class, or whatever, that doesn't represent everyone in that group, race, class, or whatever. While stuff like BLM is representing black people, you don't have to be black to be a part of it. Same with feminism. You don't have to be a female. You can be a white male and fight for female and minority equal rights. While these groups are important, not everyone who claims to be a part of them is actually a part of the group. Anyone can fight for equality. Even if you aren't oppressed, you can still fight for equality. Anyone can claim to fight for equality but harbor hatred for anyone different. These groups are made up of individuals. Not every group has rules and morales plastered up on the wall so a lot of people pick and choose who they think represents what. The problem with that is people don't know how to use their intellect. They group bad apples with BLM, Feminism, and Animal Rights activist giving the entire group a bad name, when in reality, that person made up less than 2% of that said group. This shit should be obvious but here I am, spelling it out. Sorry to rant. I'm just sick of all this grouping. I'm sick of people. I hate that we still have to fight for equal rights. It's exhausting but I won't give up. I know this world can be a better place without hate. I know there are plenty of people ready to twist my words, say I don't understamd, or find some way to hate on me and this post. Please do me a favor. Go ahead and stop. Don't be ignorant, you get exactly what I'm trying to say.
Emma Levin, “The B&Q dimension”
If you’ve ever wondered why all B and Qs seem to have the same layout, the answer is that all of B and Qs’ shopfronts are merely portals to the B and Q dimension. That is to say, whichever set of automatic doors one walks through, one ends up in the same collection of aisles, with soft furnishings on the left, paints and primers further down, board cutting down the back, a garden centre off the side, and a showroom upstairs[1].
You might think that operating portals to an alternative dimension would be more expensive than building a chain of hardware shops (what with portals being so energy-intensive, and electricity being so expensive), but it works out. You see, the B and Q dimension existed before the portals did. When Mister Block and Mister Quayle, in 1969, found the first portal, in Southampton, they stumbled into shelves and shelves of DIY products. When they tentatively walked through the automatic doors into the garden areas, they found the atmosphere was breathable, and though the gravity was slightly stronger than Earth norms, it was not uncomfortable.
The terracotta was reasonably-priced, and the granite Buddhas were incongruous. And as far as Mister Block and Mister Quayle could tell, the dimension was uninhabited.
They waited a few days, and went back through the portal. The dimension still existed. Then they began to experiment – was it possible to remove objects from the dimension? Quayle picked up a Ball Pein Pin Hammer (with hickory shaft and ergonomic hand grip), and slipped it into his pocket. When he checked at dinner that night, it was still there. And the morning after. Stability, check. And what’s more, when they returned to the dimension, there was another hammer in its place on the shelf. You see, you do not have to restock the B and Q dimension. But, equally, Mister Block and Mister Quayle have no control over what is stocked in the B and Q dimension.
Occasionally, new products appear. Minor variations in paint colours. A new size of nail. But broadly speaking, the inventory remains the same. Theoretically, some Neanderthals may have discovered the B and Q dimension, but having no use for zinc-plated corner braces or beech-effect furniture board, they would have dismissed it. Should future generations stumble upon it, they would have about as much use for it as they would a bronze spearhead, or a VHS tape of the weather forecast. But Block and Quayle had the good fortune to discover the dimension when it made sense, and a profit.
Interestingly, Mister Block and Mister Quayle made the decision that the staff should not know about the shop’s rather unique ontology. Like the customers, the staff believe that B and Q is a chain of shops. What’s more, most of the staff believe that they work at different branches.
[1] This explains why, when the board-cutting service is out of order, if you get three different buses to another B and Q, their board-cutting service will also be out of order.
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Originally published in Notes #8 “Liars”
Alexander Newton, “Liars”
Lies; damned lies; and statistics.
I came upon a mayfly once. A mayfly who could not die. He lamented the eulogies he’d given his friends for there were now none left to savour his end.
I came upon that mayfly twice. Despite the viscous gyzym spanning him from wing to eye, this mayfly still refused to die.
I came upon the mayfly thrice. The third was a chance encounter in Dubai. I asked: what brings you half a mile high? I intend to jump, he replied. I said it’s likely you’ll survive, having performed a Bayesian analysis of his odds from his attempted suicides. But he went and jumped and died.
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Originally published as the editorial to Notes #8 “Liars”.