The world is on fire, fascists are on the march even in the People’s Republic of Islington and winter is coming, but at least we can wallow in the existential horrors of Noah Hawley’s characteristically excellent take on the Alien franchise.
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Green Death
Today’s lesson — not the only one, but notable: don’t go to Wales for a week without emptying the food recycling bin. In a heatwave. Oh god, the maggots.
Discreet Angel
I sort of enjoyed Here We Are, but it’s an odd little postscript to a brilliant career rather than a barnstorming climax. The second act in particular is very weak — and very short on songs, not unrelatedly.
Sirius Cybernetics
It’s a hard-fought contest, and grossly distorted by the supermassive black hole that is Elon Musk, one of the worst human beings alive by a country mile, but my vote for first against the wall when the revolution comes has to be Sam Altman. Words cannot convey how much I despise that unspeakable fucking grifter. I hope Roko’s Basilisk tortures him unto eternity.
Bimbling
Haven’t had one of these for awhile. Not breaking any new ground here, but posted from Neoptolemus. (This is by way of a note to self since it won’t mean anything to anyone else.)
In other cryptic news: Charlie, it turns out, don’t surf. Alas.