Everyone on the road that day drove with the heedless abandon they always displayed when the fighting started up again in Beirut—that is, they only drove slightly more recklessly than usual.
The Hundred Years' War On Palestine, Rashid Khalidi
It smelled of clean emptiness in a way human places never do.
Fugitive Telemetry, Martha Wells
At the Times, Harvard campus correspondent and notoriously difficult question in the “New York Times reporter or scientific name of a species of deep sea polychaete annelid worm?” quiz Anemona Hartocollis passive-voiced her own way out of the narrative despite this literally being her nineteenth article in a row about all of this nonsense.
The exasperation within the zinger is palpable. I appreciate Rusty. A runner-up:
Oxman, an MIT Ph.D. and a Media Lab professor until 2020, looks like the actress who would play her in her own biopic and possesses a generational talent at spouting what Slate’s Rachelle Hampton called “a Stream of Majestic Gobbledygook.”
And even though scrapple is a gray loaf that doesn’t resemble meat at all, head cheese is on a whole other level.
"What is Head Cheese and Is It Actually Cheese?", Luke Field
Submitted by Mark.
You’re here for a good time, not a logical time.
So Your Cult’s Had a Schism: Why and How to Dig a Tunnel About It, a zine by my friend Miriam that isn't online
Submitted by Jaime. The zine is, yes, about the 770 Eastern Parkway tunnel incident.
if beale street could talk, it would cuss you out
Black Friend: Essays, Ziwe
Technically this is a title for an essay and might not be considered a "sentence" in that regard, but it is perfect.
To put it bluntly, these motherfuckers and their private spaghetti clubs are crying out to be taxed.
"NYC’s Billionaires Are Tired of Giving Their Money Away to Help Solve NYC’s Problems, Hell Gate
No, not beauty—but you and I outliving it.
"Beautiful Short Loser", Ocean Vuong
Runner-up sentence: