Surviving in love, surviving in hate
We still have to die, there can be no escape
Clock in, clock out, forty hours a week
Our lives being spent with no real truth to speak
(Sung by the guy who hung himself at age 40 to the sound of Sean Lennon’s “Into The Sun.” Don’t try this at home, kids.)
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In tech, is there really a need, though? All of this year’s new hires I’ve met communicate exclusively in English. No-one cares.
The housing crisis is prevalent everywhere in Europe, though. But it’s not like droves of people have to sleep rough. Yes, rents keep going up, but they are still only a fraction of what you would pay in the US.
And you can actually still buy houses. Really cheap, even. Far off the highways, but some people opt in to exactly that.
Hard disagree. Else, there would never be any revolution, but history shows otherwise.
Or, as Marcuse put it, the prerequisite for radically rejecting something is not that you have to know what will come afterwards, but at first, you’ll enter a process of rejection of the existing situation and during this process of rejection, you’ll gradually free yourself from shackles and figure out what is to come next.
That’s Žižek’s dream. “You gotta go out and revolt, but one day, I hope we’ll find the big magic button and the whole system comes crashing down at once” or something like that.
This photo became the notorious cover image of Dinosaur Jr.'s Green Mind, as us older folks well remember.
Her expression says “I hope I won’t bump into the photographer who asked to take a shot of me, because with the sun setting low in my back, I can’t see shit as I’m walking down the stairs.”
Yeah, I’ve had a realization a few days ago when I checked out about a dozen songs that had north of 10 million views on YT, but I’ve never heard of them, at all, or of the artists behind them. And all of those were from some 10 years ago. So I guess my taste in music is kind of frozen in time and I’ve been trying for a while to complete collections of “old” artists rather than getting to know new ones.
I do get occasional inspiration from the folks at I Love Music, though.
I mentally multiply all votes by ℹ anyway.
They are now putting laughing gas in energy drinks, as I found out recently. It’s also in whipped creme which might be one reason people are all over it.
I’m loving it. So much better than CO2. Also makes for good social commentary.
One of my family members paid something like 60 € to see Michael Jackson in the 90s. I still remember how back then, I thought “what an outrageous price tag.”
The timeless art of seduction
Pink elephants and lemonade
Dear Jessie, hear the laughter running through the love parade
The Weather Man… Cobra Verde… Even though the latter could have hardly ever been called mainstream.
Yeah, the 90s were a good time for movies that could not have been mainstream in any other decade. I’d place Judge Dredd, Demolition Man and Total Recall in the same “corny, but excellent” league as the 5th Element.
Then you had unofficial double features of sorts: Smoke/ Blue In The Face, Casino/ Goodfellas.
12 Monkeys needs to be mentioned as well, it’s probably the most palatable movie on my list.
In the “disconcerting, but unforgettable” league, I’d place As Good As It Gets, The Crossing Guard and, of course, the grisly “8 mm.”
Kickbacks.