Hard Left

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Tottenham’s doing a great job watching Liverpool play.
There’s a case of premature flippant dismissal, even when technically true in the end.

Oysters and champagne taste better than mac n’ cheese and flavor-aid, sure—unless one is actually hungry, and then it doesn’t matter, one eats. And if you think about it, if one actually isn’t hungry, well then, how can it really matter what one is eating, taste being what it is? ❡ As a sidenote I should point out that although I don’t care for flavor-aid, mac n’ cheese is quite delectable. Oysters and champagne, however, is like having someone’s expensive cold as an appetizer.

Here’s another questionable framework with a lot of cultural clout, although it does not yet have a catch phrase.

The rich have and enjoy what the middle class wants and works for while the poor envy and hate them.

It almost exceeds grammatical physics to fit that much bullshit into one sentence. Yet, look underneath so many messages for this meta message, and you will find it.

Reflecting…I sometimes would rather argue with you about how the thing that I want is the right thing to want, or it is okay that I want it, or I deserve it, rather than just saying this is something I want, and leaving it at that. Weird huh? Even more ridiculous perhaps, it occurs to me I might actually want the argument more than the object of it. Oh dear.

I guess a lot of us are I’m just looking for some help untangling the kite strings.

Apple Music just decided no, I am not actually listening to what I was listening to on HomePod, but instead this other song. And we can’t cue your playlist. Here’s a random Led Zeppelin song you listened to a month ago. The album? Dionne Warwick’s Greatest Hits. What? Go back. Oh, right I can’t go back. No history. Just a stream of we know better. This experience sucked.

It Is and You Are.

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Rep. Castor said some smart things just now about scope and sensitivity of data.