hey man, this sucks
@pykea
"...fuck did i do?" if you think political change is a thing that happens on the internet you're fucking insane and your ideas are going to keep losing. yard signs don't vote, go knock doors.
recognizing of course that the demands of liveblogging are what they are, and that one has presumably fought hard to disambiguate one's blog title in a competitive namespace, I am excited to hear a more fulsome, well-rounded and muscular take on this moment on tomorrow's pod @arseblog.com
damn I didn't realize there's a sequel to WE NEED TO TALK ABOUT KEVIN
lower in same piece there's this one, making a different/adjacent point. again though, consider the before and after trajectory of the physical places connected with this -- what's radical closure rates of brick and mortar banks across retail zones and town centers meant for the overall ecosystems?
this is from a perfectly reasonable piece about how we can't know for sure what AI's effect on jobs will be in the aggregate. go ask Hartford CT how these charts felt to live through.
really excited to share the name of my new Panic! At The Disco cover band
the first match I ever went to at the Emirates was Arsenal 4 -2 Spurs. singing "two one and you fucked it up" down at the retreating Tottenham fans is a favorite memory. I'll never hate Unai Emery. I found this newspaper clipping just last night while packing for a move. (also: shake man's hand!)
these two things feel conceptually connected. are we 'running out of good ideas,' or has 4 decades of unchecked private equity profiteering destroyed perfectly viable good-idea systems like news and health? how many data centers do we need to build to generate the Good Idea 'end private equity'?
this sentence from a Post article yesterday is going to end up being the one line every textbook uses to capture how we Weimar'd (first person to do a 'if we have history books' reply gets a big shiny prize for being so clever)
six years from colson whitehead publishing this paragraph --> the 2007 writers strike. another three from there, and the reality TV boom the studios used to break the strike gave us "storage wars."
one hallmark of good Seriously Yall Rahm Sucks Ass Stop Listening To His Shitty And Often Evilly Motivated Advice writing is that it expands out to encompass the broader party & show you that the people actively listening to the shitty stupid bad man are harming their own aims:
(I like to think I gave as good as I got here, though fuck knows the ThinkProgress culture section's review wouldn't have made it into the clips his assistant curated)
what if there were a way to opt into a society that contained zero people like this, and then they could have one for just them, and we'd all be happier?
my official statement regarding the news that Mets broadcasts are being run by a Brian De Palma superfan whose lively and groundbreaking directorial choices expand our collective understanding of what a live sports television experience can be, can *mean*
when i first saw this post, w/ text partially obscured by the top bar, i thought it said "replacing your fear menu" which sorta also works here
all this has me turning to fucking Wordsworth, and I don't even *like* this fucking poem!
"no-skips album," but make it a novel. absolute fuckin banger. well aware that these opinions break no new ground, but boy did I wait too long to finally pick up some Colson Whitehead. holy hell what a writer.
here is a photo I took in 2007 in Spain while studying abroad. caption says "who's playing with our kids?"
I grew up a Yankee fan but I'm so glad I haven't been one for 20 years now, because I can have uncomplicated chills about finally checking this ballpark off the list. (and yes, I'm wearing a Nats hat.)
$40.44 (plus fees) to honor my hated-it-there alma mater Oberlin College, which lost 40 straight in the early 90s, won a single time, then lost 44 in a row. @edsbs.bsky.social @hollyanderson.bsky.social @newap-georgia.bsky.social
Supreme Court: Do this. Attorney General: No. next line? anybody off-book? i uh, i didn't have time to uhhh, my sides are in my trailer, can you um