I visited Portland as a kid in the late 90s. Everybody was really cool and down-to-earth, but one thing I noticed was how normalized outdoor spitting was. Like one time I saw an attractive person across the street, and we were checking each other out, and then they leaned over and spat while maintaining eye contact. I'm pretty sure there was no communicative intent, they just needed to spit.
I dunno, I bet it'd be OK as background if you turned the sound off and just played NIN's "Ghosts" instead. Wait no I take it back, those actors just plain look annoying.
It's not Big Berd's fault they built that slum on his ancestral breeding grounds.
You may be thinking of 'Pataphysics:
the science of that which is superinduced upon metaphysics, whether within or beyond the latter's limitations, extending as far beyond metaphysics as the latter extends beyond physics
Maybe he can get a bot to do time for him.
"LL Cool J is hard as HELL!" Yeah, I was starvin like Marvin for a Cool J song. Got to listen to 6 Minutes of Pleasure next.
Surrealism is always antifascist.
I dunno. Doublethink is pretty surreal, but it supports fascism. If you're just talking about art, I think you could make the case that the Italian Futurists were at least Surrealist-adjacent, and some of them supported fascism.
Insufferable couple vs insufferable corporation.
[12] And on the third day, Ted rose from the ashes.
[13] And there was a great consternation and much amazement among the humans as Ted did walk among them, proclaiming with meows and with postures:
[14] "Where is my food, Cecil and Emily? For until a cat has decided to leave, they should still be considered among you."
The Book of Ted, Chapter 9 Verses 12-14.
They oughta admit to it. It's kind of liberating to know that you'll never look like that unless you use steroids.
Starbucks has a weird way of looking at the world.
I agree with the point of this piece; public libraries are awesome.