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Paris was the cultural shot in the arm I needed. All the stores in Australia only stock RBG biographies and diaspora navel-gazing with titles like "The Grapes My Mother Squeezed."

I don't know if it's on the map, but there was a little place in the 5th or 6th or so called "Autodidact" which had so many tomes of bizarre art that you'd never chance upon at a gallery here. I imagine the literature is similarly adventurous, but I don't parler the language it's printed in.

Damn, I was expecting the "drought" to carry on indefinitely due to how strict ratings have become. As the article alludes to, a storm has to get lucky and hit something sturdy to prove its strength and get top marks. There have likely been tornadoes of similar intensities between 2013 and now: El Reno, Vilonia, Mayfield, Rolling Fork, etc, but American houses just aren't built well enough to reliably signal EF5 strength winds when they are annihilated by storms like these. Even an utter nightmare like Joplin only got the rating it did because of the town's hospital was hit.

The classic ideal of terrorism—an underground cell engaged in asymmetric warfare for concrete political gains—hasn't existed since what, the IRA?

All "terrorism" in the US occurs with varying degrees of foreknowledge and encouragement from its own intelligence community. That's not to say that everything is an "inside job" as much as a strange fungal ecosystem with overlapping responsibilities and incentives has bloomed that no one actor can possibly hope to contain. OKC was probably the system at its most chaotic, while post-9/11 they've seemed to stabilize things into a "groom a loner, catch, repeat" cycle with a few oopsie shooties here and there.

While it doesn't have the best track record preventing civilian deaths, this approach has arguably been very successful at redirecting all the energy that could go into coherent resistance towards nihilistic slaughter. As I alluded to in a recent post, there's no way that a platform like Discord isn't riddled with feds egging some of this shit on.

The bro science I've heard around this is that emulsifiers and fake sugars aren't easily digested, and therefore sit around in the GI tract as fuel for pathogens.

My mind was kinda blown recently when I couldn't find a single ice cream brand that didn't have some form of nasty thickener. It's insidious.

Conversely, I'd imagine that conservatives are more likely to "experience a crisis of faith" than their counterparts. And remote jungle tribes are more likely to be hexed by a witch doctor than either cohort. You have to buy into the system for it to affect you.

I'd like to engage more directly with the body of this piece, but since it's paid, I have to extrapolate from the headline. Sorry.

It's 100% a problem of dynamic range for me. I dunno how 128 channel cinematic spectaculars are mixed down to stereo, but I wouldn't mind a little compression. Can home releases offer an alternative "pleb mix" or something?

How is Discord simultaneously a "centralized privacy nightmare" but also the platform of choice for every pedo and terrorist? Couldn't you just sweep 90% of them up with a little SQL querying?

At this point one has to consider if there's an interest in keeping these groups festering, a la Gladio, PATCON, etc.

A late reply, but thanks for sharing this. The names in the table of contents alone suggest that I'm in for a good read.

The donation I sent Ron Paul in 2008 has wound up being the most expensive $10 I've ever spent.

I am not particularly fond of jazz myself. I've logged way more plays of Incapacitants than Mr. Coltrane, but his name seems to come up every time I study harmony. These alternative systems have been a creative boon for me, regardless of the genre I'm songwriting for.

Also if you appreciate "honest racket" you may enjoy Peter Brötzmann.

I could hardly believe it, but I've witnessed multiple men trying to navigate the mean streets over there in Hummer H2s. They were all driven by the Japanese equivalent of "Deano" if that makes any sense: young, hair immaculately coiffed and dyed orange, brash and oblivious. We like to view Japan through the lens of tidy urban utopianism, but this guy seems to exist in every culture.