Anyone who brings me one of these can stay in the guest room for a week .
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Anyone who brings me one of these can stay in the guest room for a week .
www.mlb.com/news/mets-un...
Yeah, that's a banger.
Love it! Thanks
Lovely!
Yeah, that's probably the move. I like Richer and Deux Amis. Any recs?
Yeah, same. I have a big blank semicircle on my "good places to go" map there.
Going to Sugar in Paris in June, does @columnist.bsky.social or anyone have a lunch spot for cool old guys environ Montmartre?
Avis de tempête sur la France !
It really felt like Andor would pause for a beat when an empire factotum messed up, like "here's where Vader would choke the guy, but in our show he's getting moved to a cubicle."
Why is how things are so different from how we want them to be?
I pay as much mind to what QT says as I do to what Dan Cortese says or what the lead singer of Cherry Poppin Daddies says or the Dude You’re Getting a Dell kid says.
My guy has never heard of selection bias.
They're trying to Charlie Kirk this.
She looked over his shoulder For athletes at their games, Men and women in a dance Moving their sweet limbs Quick, quick, to music, But there on the shining shield His hands had set no dancing-floor But a weed-choked field. A ragged urchin, aimless and alone, Loitered about that vacancy; a bird Flew up to safety from his well-aimed stone: That girls are raped, that two boys knife a third, Were axioms to him, who'd never heard Of any world where promises were kept, Or one could weep because another wept. The thin-lipped armorer, Hephaestos, hobbled away, Thetis of the shining breasts Cried out in dismay At what the god had wrought To please her son, the strong Iron-hearted man-slaying Achilles Who would not live long.
Barbed wire enclosed an arbitrary spot Where bored officials lounged (one cracked a joke) And sentries sweated for the day was hot: A crowd of ordinary decent folk Watched from without and neither moved nor spoke As three pale figures were led forth and bound To three posts driven upright in the ground. The mass and majesty of this world, all That carries weight and always weighs the same Lay in the hands of others; they were small And could not hope for help and no help came: What their foes liked to do was done, their shame Was all the worst could wish; they lost their pride And died as men before their bodies died.
Out of the air a voice without a face Proved by statistics that some cause was just In tones as dry and level as the place: No one was cheered and nothing was discussed; Column by column in a cloud of dust They marched away enduring a belief Whose logic brought them, somewhere else, to grief. She looked over his shoulder For ritual pieties, White flower-garlanded heifers, Libation and sacrifice, But there on the shining metal Where the altar should have been, She saw by his flickering forge-light Quite another scene.
She looked over his shoulder For vines and olive trees, Marble well-governed cities And ships upon untamed seas, But there on the shining metal His hands had put instead An artificial wilderness And a sky like lead. A plain without a feature, bare and brown, No blade of grass, no sign of neighborhood, Nothing to eat and nowhere to sit down, Yet, congregated on its blankness, stood An unintelligible multitude, A million eyes, a million boots in line, Without expression, waiting for a sign.
Everybody likes that Yeats poem these days, but you should really check out 'Shield of Achilles' by Auden.
poets.org/poem/shield-...
Duval, in full priest garb, swinging in an SF park next to a child.
my favorite Robert Duvall role is where he appears as a priest on a swing for 2 seconds for no apparent reason in Invasion of the Body Snatchers (1978)
The NYT really owes it's readers an apology for this. Politicians make verbal stumbles like ALL the time and the NYT NEVER prints them. I remember many years ago at a protest, George Bush Sr. said "too bad they can't do this in Lenin Square in Moscow."
"The cities of Europe have burned before and they may well burn again.
But if they do, I hope you understand that Washington will burn with them."
The geniuses that live there think the immigrants drive out the old stores, though. Same thing in France. "They replaced my boulangerie with a kebab shop."
I don’t want to alarm anyone but I don’t think some of you people know what the heck you’re talking about
Really they're still losing to Athens on the regular.
my most correct (historically-informed) opinion is that the right fetishizes Sparta, the crusades, confederacy, etc. BECAUSE they lost! the modern right needs these narratives of unjust/ unfair losses, to be followed by redemption at their hands in the not so distant future
Looking around for what remains of Sparta and not coming up with much. My 10-year-old on the other can tell you around 100 things about Athens.
There's nothing left of Sparta!
When I'm finished with Dawson's Creek I am going to write an article with a really annoying headline like "Dawson's Creek: The Millennial Answer to Douglas Sirk", and everyone is going to be so mad at me
Pragueposting
The thing with the "art shouldn't be political" is you can set out to make art that is apolitical, in that your only real objective is to entertain. However, once it exists it immediately becomes political.