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there is a clear hierarchy of objects we will take batteries out of to put in other objects and I suspect objects know their place in it

My experience of the posting game: you spend half an hour carefully crafting a joke and it gets two pity likes. Toss out any old crap after four seconds’ thought and it eventually winds up on knowyourmeme. knowyourmeme.com/memes/curtai...

I think it harms Journalism that the message that the media has sent to us over the last several years is that no matter what a person does it’s impossible to credibly be sure that they are a Nazi.

all happening at the Mail today www.dailymail.com/home/article...

Intriguing note above the sink in the Gents. So many ways to interpret this.

“for comment on whether zach polanski meant to incite violence, we’re joined now by lucy connolly”

This is Beily. He was miraculously found alive under rubble 29 days after the Venezuela earthquakes. He has since been reunited with his 11-year-old human Victoria and is expected to make a full recovery. 14/10 for all (TT: fuerzavzla1)

Upper Loch Torridon. 06:45 yesterday morning.

what’s going on with the world man. why is the far right resurgent everywhere? it’s easy to blame whatever policy boogeyman (neoliberalism, housing shortage, immigration, etc etc) but I think it has to be something deeper. maybe lived memory is dying out of how evil fascism is

Short 🧵, worth reading through to the end.

Just loving how John Cleese, now reduced to one of his own caricatures, rages about immigrants coming to the UK and failing to accept "our" culture, from his home in ... (checks notes) ... Nevis in the Caribbean.

Nobody wants predictive data models to stop working for the people in medicine. Or translating ancient Pompeii texts. Or the other ways we were already using it. We want it to stop replacing workers, killing the environment, and stealing from artists. Hope that clarifies.

Ministry of Silly Cunts.

[Pictionary timer buzzes] Picasso: it was a cow Me: it certainly the fuck was not

Temu Keir Starmer

Pleased to announce that recently my catchy name for eco fiction has been green lit.

CUT TO: the Pretty Woman shopping montage except with rotisserie chickens

In “who could have POSSIBLY known?” news, here is the man who fed his principles and tuition fee promises through a shredder for the chance to become the Andrew Ridgeley of government, letting students know he is retroactively 100% on their side.

What it is like being a famous person who has been radicalised online? Do you wake worried that all the calls are now for tv interviews in which you have to role-play your fury? Is your timeline filled by the rabble you roused dropping things for you to be outraged about like cats leaving gifts?