I love this essay, not least because some colleagues and I just a few months ago went to Yestermorrow School of Design Build on a retreat to build democratic benches!
“Public benches signify a commitment to public life. They’re a small article of faith in an ideal”
Old-School R&B on a lazy afternoon.
youtu.be/xwsgU2ZAmOM
John Bond.
Good morning.
The man is genuinely incapable of expressing even a moment of sympathy to another human being.
Fuck Mr. Frozen Fish Sticks.
It doesn’t look like fun either.
What do you mean “We”?
Ironically, this never-ending and ever-expanding worldbuilding of the MCU is what eventually drove me away from the comics. Too much work for too little rewards.
In an agricultural setting, statistically it only takes 2% rotten apples in a barrel to ruin the whole damn thing.
So stop telling me about the other 98% of cops.
“In order for me to write poetry that isn’t political,
I must listen to the birds.
And in order to hear the birds,
the warplanes must be silent”
- Marwan Makhoul
(point and laugh)
None of the techbros have the bandwidth to be the minion of a Bond villain.
HOUSE OF GAMES is a pretty grim ride.
I think it’s well past time to define the insatiable acquisition of wealth as a mental disorder.
I hope so.
I’m sorry, but if it was going to happen, it would have happened a long time ago.
I think Guys have always been hating on female musicians, especially the successful ones who get to keep their money.
Serfs. The techbros want serfs.
It’s us.
YES.
Every time I talk to friends in Canada, they ask, “Are you guys OK?”
Because men like Elon Musk never want to admit when they’re wrong. Everyone at Tesla except Musk knew what a gawdawful idea the Cybertruck was.
Laundry is Forever.