Speaking of Aesop, the common understanding of the fable of the grasshopper and the ants is bullshit. It's actually a warning to artists that capitalists are evil bastards.
The grasshopper studied his craft and worked hard all year to entertain the ants for free. Come the Winter, they murdered him.
"Oh, playing an instrument isn't hard work", said the ants. The shifty little cunts.
Feel like it's not a great economy indicator when all the office supply stores in an area have gone out of business.
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An article is trending right now about the important "microclimate" impact of trees on their immediate surrounding area reminds me that I pragmatically determined the same basic principle walking through a suburban landscape where the surrounds of trees felt amazing and everything else terrible.
I stand by my unscientific, unpragmatic proposal: Ban cars and reforest parking lots.
So the evil Valeyard is said to have been formed by rejected bits in the regeneration between the Twelfth and Thirteenth Doctors. Which makes it canon now that the Valeyard is literally the Doctor's toxic masculinity right? 🤔
The new writing staff is working hard to avoid old foes for a while, but clearly this deserves an interesting story line, put decades of the show into a weird new perspective.
Tried reading a few chapters of Infinite Jest and it left a bitter dislike. I might be on the wrong side of the hype cycle for it. Felt like it answered a question I didn't actually have: What if PKD had been unconstrained by living month to month, developed a terrible logorrhea, and tried a really terrible Vonnegut impersonation with help from the cinematography stylings of Wes Anderson?
I don't think this book is for me.
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I miss that season we used to have round here about this time. What did we used to call that? "Drop"? I think others of y'all prefer to call it something that sounds like "Automaton"? It's a shame we just have Hellfire and Fimbulwinter left as seasons. It's still 80s and 90s F outside in October and I want to murder things.
I seem to recall Jason saying something about wanting to do an anniversary remaster and then posting that everywhere, but it's probably in a Kickstarter email or Birdsite post that will be hard to find.
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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.