I believe you can fly.
A conversation today with a robot reminded me of this show. It inspired me to start a campaign to get HBO to finish the damn thing: https://carnivale.vercel.app If you haven't watched, do. It's still streaming on Max. If you have watched, share with your network. I mean, they brought Twin Peaks back after 25 years!
Prufrock measured his life in coffee spoons. I seem to be measuring mine in glucose sensors. All the music I grew up with makes me cry to hear. It’s the void slip of feeling, the sinkhole of reflecting on time’s relentless passing, that happens when I look at an album’s release date and it tells me 2016, 2005, 1994…the weight of the years doesn’t bear down, it pulls my stomach from me, causes me…
https://www.hearingthings.co/the-new-new-jack-swing/ I feel seen!
We all know GDP is a terrible measure of how a country is doing. We've known this for decades. Robert Kennedy said it in 1968. Stiglitz, Sen, and Fitoussi wrote a whole commission report about it in 2009. And still, every quarter, every election cycle, we talk about GDP like it is the only metric that can tell us something about actual human flourishing. I wanted something that uses SS&F's…
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My wife is primarying Sharice Davids in the Kansas 3rd. Wild, yeah? I voted for Sharice twice. Sarah voted for her twice. Sarah canvassed for her. We fully supported a bipartisan approach. And then we watched her take AIPAC money. We watched her vote to fund ICE. We watched her walk a line that had nothing to do with representing us and seemingly everything to do with managing her career. So here…
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Leave. Me. Alone. Did. Nothing. Wrong. ‘Cept breath the same air As you heartless fat pigs! Leave. Me Alone. Did. Nothing. Wrong. You should be locked In a padded white cell! Traitors! Traitors! Wed to an unjust cause. Traitors! Traitors! But they’re just a symptom of- This Evil Empire On hatred Subsists. I. Can’t. Exist.\ According to you, motherfucker! I. Can’t. Exist. But I’m right here, you…
Middle fingers up to them ICE agent lies, You Kick down doors, then you wonder why we rise, Cold raids, cold hearts, cold dead eyes, ICE in my sights, see the people mobilize. Yo in these northern states, where the winters stay mean, the coldest thing here is the way you intervene, Unmarked vans creeping for peace But it look like a war when you huntin’ the weak. Untrained goons with some guns and…
Come gather ‘round you people and a story I will tell, About a brave and tired town where the snow and shadows fell, It was twenty-twenty-six, a January cold, When the agents came for Liam, he was only five years old. Oh, the wind blows bitter on the Minnesota plains, But colder are the hearts of men who trade in fear and chains. Yeah, they talk about the law, and they talk about the state, But…