And now, a few words from the “Andy Rooney” of “Gen X”.
I missed the bus again for a doctor appointment. This “triggers” a series of neurotic behaviors, which I do my best to recognize and manage when they happen.
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Apology Inc.
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Value Attrition
My mom used to watch the original Star Trek in syndicated repeats, back when I was a little kid. I detested the program because of the grating sound of the “starship interior”, which was like a never-ending loop of whistly ping noises (to denote space technology of the future). The show was essentially a soap opera, in a 1960’s sci-fi setting.
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Recipes For Resentment
Carve the following statement in a block of granite and display it where everyone can see; underground material belongs underground. When it becomes mainstream, it betrays its own nature, and is reduced to a disposable pretense.
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Zilch Horizon
I useta think Night Shift with Michael Keaton was a good movie, and I useta think “Night Shift” by The Commodores was a good song. As a kid I couldn’t understand why they weren’t combined.
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Performative Existence
Recently, the cover of an old issue of The Comics Journal reminded me of a time when there were so many autobiographical comic books being published, a fatigue set in among readers.
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A Broken Clock
Everything on this site was written as though a full-grown adult would read it. If you feel the need to complain because something on this site offended you, you shouldn’t be using the Internet at all.
-from this site’s indicia
If I’ve ever heard a song by either Kanye West or Taylor Swift, it’s news to me. As far as musical artists go, I’m indifferent to both of them.
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Sore Subjects
I’ll make this as easy as possible. I believe firmly that anyone who thinks children, who by definition are minors below the age of consent, should be “educated” on “trans issues” is disgusting, immoral, and evil.
The end. Don’t bother clicking the “read more” line. Just fuck off if you disagree.
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Non Grata
Believe it or not, a good bit of thought goes into my creative output, in particular where exactly in my figurative empire that output fits best. Should I post an article here, or behind a paywall on my Patreon? Is the idea better served in readable text, or does it function more smoothly spoken conversationally on a podcast? Would people rather read it, or hear it?
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Sh*t Adds Up At The Bottom
The following is my review of the 2024 sequel Joker: Folie à Deux, directed by Todd Phillips, starring Joaquin Phoenix (returning as the titular villain) and Lady Gaga (as Harleen “Lee” Quinzel). This review was written as I viewed the film for the first time, notated over the course of its 138-minute duration.
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It’s Not You, It’s Me
Thanks for meeting me here on such short notice. I picked a public place so there’d be no worries about either of us “freaking out”. The hidden cameras are for your protection as well as mine, and oh by the way I’m live-streaming this to anywhere from four to five dozen people so cool it with the racial slurs. There might be kids around.
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