It’s a grey, rainy Sunday so no beach or galavanting about town. The Phillies play the Marlins in Miami at 1pm, and the Eagles play the Patriots in Boston at 4:30pm. This more than likely means I’m going to spend the better part of the day sitting in front of a television watching sports. I think snacks and drinks will be included.
I’ve done worse.
This is the same reason Republicans want school vouchers today. They want segregated schools. http://calendar.eji.org/racial-injustice/sep/10
“In the 1970s and early 80s, most kids had an insane amount of freedom to more or less go about their business with little to no adult supervision or interference. We were self-sufficient, both by design and necessity, and knew well the value of independence. Most of us had house rules, but we were on our honor to comport ourselves with dignity and respect while out in the world. We understood well the concept of risk.” https://medium.com/ellemeno/all-on-my-own-5aedc75c691
Socrates said that the only true wisdom was in knowing you know nothing, but it was Donald Rumsfeld, the former Defense Secretary who orchestrated the Iraq War, who said, “There are known knowns, things we know that we know; and there are known unknowns, things that we know we don’t know. But there are also unknown unknowns, things we do not know we don’t know.” https://medium.com/ellemeno/for-all-i-know-4eddb18ee30
“Before smartphones, people didn’t invest their in-between time into forging social bonds or doing self-improvement. They mostly suffered through constant, endless boredom. So let us not lament or malign the time we waste on smartphones, at least not so much. Now there is too much happening, but before, ugh, nothing ever happened.” https://www.theatlantic.com/technology/archive/2023/07/before-smartphones-boredom/674631/
To me, the irony of the backlash on “well, actually” is that this was the polite way to correct someone. I think going forward we should just tell people they’re wrong but not even bother to tell them why.
A majority of American voters overwhelmingly prefer the policies of Democrats over Republicans. It’s just that so many people hate Democrats.
It’s not rational or based in fact. It’s purely tribal.
So you can keep telling me all the things Democrats have done and it won’t make a lick of difference.
Those fucking lantern flies have arrived. I killed three today. Two of them straight up landed on me.
This is from July 2022, over a year ago. No one heeded my call, of course. I haven’t changed my mind, only shifted my focus, because that ship has unfortunately sailed. We’re stuck with the champion we have. Make the most of it.
But I’m not wrong. https://medium.com/ellemeno/biden-is-a-good-president-just-not-good-enough-64c12c04ff77
There is evidence to suggest that the most successful writers tend to write at a fourth-grade reading level, meaning they use words a ten-year-old would readily know and understand.
Which could be why I’m not more successful. I have no interest in writing for ten-year-olds. I want to believe there’s a audience out there with a slightly larger vocabulary, a bit of intellectual curiosity, and maybe even a bit of life experience.
Doesn’t seem like too much to ask.
#Writing
The thing about extreme reality television is, whenever the subjects are supposed to be in some inhospitable environment, like the Alaskan wilderness or some desert wasteland, is that somewhere, there is a union film crew with craft services, and somewhere to sleep.
It definitely takes me out of it. This is likely only SO dangerous.
You can’t expect the media to explain what climate change is and go into depth about the various causes and solutions every time a weather event happens.
MSNBC blathering on isn’t going to make up for Fox’s silence. It’s simply not practical to keep telling people what they already know, or try to convince them of something they do not believe.
Just because they don’t mention that he’s corrupt every time they report on Trump doesn’t mean he’s not corrupt. It’s just that we already know it.
nostr:npub1mpz60265j5hdpp0e7e9vfvhql3qcyx4mp3t27m4c407ettulj76s504q36 See you in the funny papers. We’ll see who ends up playing in October.
nostr:npub1cmgqvz7xr07euwkum3mjghjqcu4d3k2fcyf6g4uwwe5ggnd6fetq0wrzd2 Keynote is my preference.
Almost everything I was told was a given for the Fediverse when I first came over in—whenever it was that Musk bought Twitter—has turned out to be wrong.
I almost never use Content Warnings.
I talk about politics all the time.
I use hashtags occasionally but almost no one else does. It’s certainly not a gimme.
I boost posts I think I might have written.
I like posts I like.
I follow who I want to follow.
I haven’t really written anything today but my brain has been firing. I have maybe a dozen new ideas for stories I wrote down. Just now I went to the bathroom, got a drink and had another epiphany but by the time I came back upstairs, I’d lost two.
It’s not a race.
It’s an imperfect system.
I might be a little high.
Ya know.
Why do we equate this song with sad? Why necessarily with any emotion at all? Because we do. But why?
Did Martin Sheen eclipse the roll of a lifetime in Apocalypse Now with a spot on a television series about the West Wing? Assassin or president?