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I was reflecting on my current personal ambivalence towards pronouns used in reference to me. One maybe surprising thing I realized is that "Max" is short and memorable enough that it often feels like its own pronoun. I realized I hear "Max" a lot more than any pronoun, and it takes extra effort to strongly gender it or otherwise make it hurtful. There may not be a useful general takeaway from that, but I realize its a rare phenomenon and maybe useful to be aware of it when thinking beyond me.

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Smeap is the honk of a flamingo. Smeap was also at least once, a storybook land at the weird intersection of TV ads and the worlds they seem to inhabit. It was a place where wars were fought over sodas, and talking polar bears had very good reasons to guard soda machines. It was a place where rainbow color candies were harvested for electric power. It was a place where a prairie dog might move to big city inhabited mostly by Pink Flamingos to follow her dream to be private investigator, only to get slowly entangled in the seedy underbelly of crime and prohibited soda trading of the Neon Flamingos and their syndicate. Social media at times lately feels like it has become almost entirely seedy underbelly with very little upside. Maybe it needs more storybook worlds.