“For the love of God, Montresor!”
“For the love of God, Montresor!”
Well we had it tough. We used to have to get up out of the shoebox at twelve o’clock at night, and LICK the road clean with our tongues. We had half a handful of freezing cold gravel, worked twenty-four hours a day at the mill for fourpence every six years, and when we got home, our Dad would slice us in two with a bread knife.
Seriously. I spent 2 days in the hospital last week with bilateral pulmonary embolisms after having COVID the middle of last month. I was NOT otherwise at risk for clots. A terrible surprise that I’ll no doubt be recovering from for some time. I’m on a blood thinner for 6 months.
Robert Loggia and David Lynch have something to say about this:
Yeah. Feel this is a slippery slope. First it’s supposedly luxury extras like heated seats and remote starts. Next something more critical when folks are habituated to the practice? Enpoopification all around.
I was there. Mid-70’s southern Florida. The most batshit crazy fundies making my life an utter misery for around 4 years. Surely they don’t still exist.
When Vita-mixes are criminalized, only criminals will have Vita-mixes.
Only know about chicken fish from Tom Waits and John Lurie.
And I’m cracking up at the scammers phoning up my 85 year old father telling him his Windows has been compromised on his Linux desktop.
Sadly, the sociopath/idiotic formula does seem to resonate with the algorithms and/or the public. There is a local creator that I know to be a thoughtful, well-rounded person, yet they had to reduce themselves to a cartoon caricature in order to get traction. But that approach seems to have worked out for them, at least initially through Tik Tok and YouTube. Now I see them taking on increasingly sketchy sponsorships as their 15 minutes fades. And of course audience capture indisputably steers media makers into conspiratorial niches they can’t escape without sacrificing views/payout. Authenticity be damned.
If only. We knew lots of folks that died after refusing Covid vaccination. They’d been told batshit crazy stuff by the media they took to be gospel.
There was a Frito burrito? Man, I miss everything! Missed opportunity if they didn’t have some variation called a Frito Bandito burrito.
Just assumed he was incognito at a “wizards only fools” sort of place.
This class of corruption that is acceptable and has extended to the Supreme Court in tandem with regulatory capture has resulted in a system of governance that is pretty much totally owned by monied interests. Difficult to see how this toothpaste will grow back in the tube short of some awful events and times for everyone.
I’ve been getting ads for Henson razors -Not an endorsement! I know nothing about safety razors- . But the idea of not buying razor cartridges anymore is attractive, provided I’m not cutting myself all the time. But supposedly this sort is less likely to cut me, even if I’m a klutz?
Started really paying attention when my health imploded some years back. Would add that food content literacy tends to drive me to the outer edges of the grocery, and out of the middle where there’s more junky, processed crap.
Heard someone assert that MBA’s have ruined the world. Seemed a hyperbolic statement at the time. Though casting my eyes around an ever more enpoopified landscape, it’s tough to disagree.
It’s also sometimes used as shorthand for crypto-orchidism -undescended testicles.
My reaction on seeing this was to wonder about the Wendy’s Nasty Patty ™.