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yesquite.bsky.social
Austin native, writer/editor, drummer
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💯 We must be everything to everyone. Functior in the streets, traynal in the sheets…
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Please be specific and clear. What is the evidence of left-wing extremism in either this video or in the actions of Brad Lander?
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Ladies, this summer we’re ⚡️ becoming ⚡️ acrylic trays, thermoformed at 320 degrees, molded into pleasing vessels, then chilled and solidified for mass market consumption.
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Lab coat scientist in a disaster movie unrolling a big graph with an alarmed "mister president... the Matts are inverting"
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Reminds me of a TrustPilot review from someone enraged about never receiving her 80% off Gucci bag from a Romanian luxury retailer called Googlioo with so much malware that clicking “complete purchase” flipped every breaker in her house.
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It’s a little known fact, but some women are extremely stupid.
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Great review. I tapped out in S1. The timelines were like two pinballs blasted into the machine at once, forced into competition for attention/dominance. They never achieved synthesis. “Plane-wrecked teen girls go insane” is so great! Don’t adulterate a winning idea with a baroque plot structure.
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Hell yeah, brother. Kriss embodies the space above all vibes. He’s got WonkaVision.
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“The job of the Democratic party comes in two parts. First: Do not help Republicans.” Won’t happen. Dems are trapped in a paradox that nullifies any ethos: the policies they claim to want are in direct opposition to the will of powerful donors who either support them or threaten to primary them.
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Amen. It’s a compulsion, a reflex? Some scan for opportunities to counteract their inferiority complex, or initiate friction to reify their chosen identity? It’s beyond me. That’s why I’m not here often and I have few followers. For me, personally, there’s no healthy way to “succeed” at social media
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Fair enough. But you get the idea. I just wish people didn’t treat the subjective experience of film appreciation (or any art) like a fevered screaming match over politics. It’s like the Internet was specifically designed to cause acute emotional dysregulation in every human brain.
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Treat an opposing movie opinion like it’s your best friend’s or your mom’s. Lively discussion! Laughter! Playful ribbing! Self-deprecation! Be normal you fuckin goobers!
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Yours is better anyway. Shadow Moon, indeed. 🙄
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“They’re called hot takes, not hot gives, fucko”
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They’re putting the injection into their vape at the club. The kids are calling it “Skinny Lung.”
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Hell yeah. Listen up, young bloods. Time is the great fattener. I’ve never been an overeater (I have other vices) but once I turned 40 my body started retaining fat like a world’s strongest man competitor doing the Hercules hold.
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This is what I think of when people talk about biohacking
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Me too. That’s what my waterski feet were made for, baby.
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I struggle to believe this is a human being and not a beta “AI” account posting fatuous bullshit for bot likes/ad revenue justification. Maybe that’s wishful thinking and people really have become this petty and sour, but I’m tall and happy to reach high for my diminutive sisters (men never ask).
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Sam Kriss: Numb at the Lodge
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Yeah when Harris trotted out Liz Cheney to talk about how upholding the rule of law is, like, the most important thing ever, and math is hard but shopping is neat, I thought “whoa this must be what it was like to hear Mao’s Serve the People speech!”
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Greetings from Austin, where we are required by law to permanently strap a motor vehicle to our backs like Christ in a Titian painting and pretend to love driving 20 minutes to buy an orange. I’d kill to live in a walkable city.
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My favorite Rick Owens spokesmodel, goth Woody Allen
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This reminds me of the time my buddy dropped a fresh eight ball in the tight space between my stove and counter during a thunderstorm blackout, then strapped a makeshift flashlight to his head and spent hours scraping up the most contemptible brownish gray blow you’ve ever seen
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I don’t even understand how this promotes YOY growth…it’s so desperate. Do you think their turning every platform into an AI junkyard will drive real users away?
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*single high piano note at beginning of trailer
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Musk is eating our pets
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Yeah, and is “angst” the right word to describe her horrific journey? Frankenstein: “With a little courage and creativity anyone can make a friend!”
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I had a few hours to kill in another city and there was nothing in theaters but sequel/reboot chum, so I resigned myself to a Gladiator 2 sausage fest. It was so much better than I expected. There were a couple of goofy errors (battle logistics), but come on. Gladiator 2000 wasn’t Citizen Kane.
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Please reevaluate your definition of the word “bully.” Will’s milquetoast affect makes him appear studious, well-intentioned. But his actual work is an assault on the working-class. He provides cover for monstrous policies with flawed data and courts this contempt to strengthen his brand.
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FWIW, AI can be very tricky to spot.
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“A book sits atop a large language model…” Does he think LLMs are like phonographs?
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We’ve become wind-up toys propelled by subjective emotion, unable to feel each other’s existence.