Thanks to submitters for carrying this week's entry, it has been a very distracted week for me.
Raising awareness is the donor-facing euphemism for freaking out as many people as possible without affecting material conditions.
"Dodging evitable futures, together", Mule Design newsletter
Submitted by Erin.
I didn’t say anything bad about you, in fact I gave you credit for being right about a lot of shit including these Chinese monkey pig hybrids.
Joe Rogan in a text message to Alex Jones
"Perfect" in a "this unfortunately summarizes the state of things quite well" sense.
When you've locked up your whimsy like shampoo at CVS, that might be a sign to take a deep breath and reconsider what you’re doing here.
"Trinket Box Purveyors Are Melting Down", Hannah Sujong Laughlin for Defector
Submitted by Hannah.
Everything just being decayed echoes of the people long ago that cared and created primary sources.
Tom Macwright in a Github pull request comment thread
Runner-up:
Publishing this as a dataset would muddle the idea of information at all - this is not actually information, it's a guess, labeled as a dataset.
Sunny remembered this feeling of death in a Delhi drawing room: the world shut out because of the heat; the ritual of conversation, with nothing to say at the center of the ritual; conversation faltering until everyone was overcome by communal stupor as if contemplating an eternal cosmic egg of nothingness.
The Loneliness of Sonia and Sunny, Kiran Desai
Submitted by Maya, with several runner-up sentences including:
He thought the first time you swim after a long while is as close as you’ll ever get to happiness.
If you didn’t stamp and stamp love with legitimacy and acknowledgment, and stamp it some more, silver and gold, with further legalities and recognitions, the ghost of future lost love infiltrated and your love became irrevocably unformed, the lack folded into its substance.
There is a cluster of Tattes in one D.C. neighborhood that's been coined the Tatte Trapezoid, imbued with the darkness of the Bermuda Triangle.
"Why Is Tatte Here?", Colleen Grablick for Hell Gate
For the Melville loon invested in unbounded potentialities of oceanic relation, Heated Rivalry’s sixth episode and Season 1 finale, “The Cottage,” bears a special charge.
"“Heated Rivalry” Is the “Moby-Dick” of Canadian Gay Hockey Shows", Hester Blum for Public Books
Submitted by Anne with the comment "It's me. I'm the Melville loon invested in impounded potentialities of oceanic relation."
the sky over toronto was the colour of television, tuned to piss
Misreading of Tim Maughan on Bluesky
I, too, missed the typo in the original.
I mean that, over the course of the engagement, these people have exhibited a pattern of behavior that has made it near-impossible to sell to them without incurring reputational and legal risk, and are furthermore crafting management environments that I can only describe as cultish, ineffective, and “please dear God, do not let it be on earth as it is on LinkedIn”.
"AI Mania Is Eviscerating Global Decision-Making", Nikhil Suresh on his blog Lucidity
Submitted by Chris.
After the wars were won, or at least done—after the nuclear dust sowed its wild oats and settled down like carrion birds coming slowly to earth, after the devouring goo ate its fill and stilled into sludge, after the cloud that had ruled the sky for longer than human civilization finally gave way to a long rain, after these and so many other things had happened—on a Wednesday so deep into the desolation that there is hardly anybody left on Earth to remember what a Wednesday is—the Lamb wakes up in her Contingency Bunker, filled with pain and purpose.
Rakesfall, Vajra Chandrasekera
Via Jacob on Bluesky.
we are witnessing a company who thought they invented the ham sandwich realizing in real time that they sell ham, bread, and mustard at the grocery store
Submitted by Luke.
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