Autistic Burnout at the Hydrogen Bar

So, what comes after all the violence and the doubletalk?

It just goes to show how these “values” statements are the truest form of virtue signaling. The second a company’s stated values become inconvenient, it is as if they never existed.

WBAL in Baltimore helping viewers understand the difference between watches and warnings

Being trans is pretty awesome, actually. Most people spend their lives as one thing or the other, but I got to do both. And then there are others of us who opted out of the categories entirely. It’s an experience of life that few people get to have.

Ok, by PSY'AVIAH from the album Introspection / Extrospection (Bonus Tracks Version)

Song of the day: Psy’aviah, “OK”

alfamatrix.bandcamp.com/track/ok-2

Court order ordering work to cease at Williamsport ICE detention warehouse.

JUDGE GRANTS TEMPORARY RESTRAINING ORDER, HALTING PROGRESS ON WILLIAMSPORT, MD. DETENTION WAREHOUSE.

The idea that America isn’t for everyone who wants to be an American is something that makes my blood boil. Posting a photo of yourself as a Congressman smiling next to these words is wicked. It’s antithetical to the concept of America.

Australia's man did the flowerbeds. New Zealand had sent a chappie to labor in the gardens too. Their American accents were vaguely southern, and they tended to avoid officials from below the Mason-Dixon line. Aussie Jack was a lady-killer, though, and was sleeping his way through every Republican wife who still had a beating heart under her twinset and pearls, and skimming quite a bit of information on the side. He called himself a "martyr to his duty." He and New Zealand Craig were drowning their sorrows by working steadily through all of Florida's craft beers, one microbrewery at a time. Their relationship was significantly more harmonious than that of the clandestine representatives of Argentina and the Mossad, who had inadvertently dated for several weeks before mutually discovering one another's identities, and now existed (as bartender and assistant golf green superintendent respectively) in mutually icy disdain, lending further stress to cocktail hour. She'd heard Brazil's guy in an unwisely loud Portuguese phone call describing the fiasco as "Eichmann, on the rocks." buttondown.com

in which i imagine the life of a spy at mar a lago, in a short story

buttondown.com/theswordandt...

In Blinding Power We Entrust the Love Lights Advocated

2014 Weird Twitter, nothin’. This is someone in 2002 doing a Coach Z riff.

A Taste of Honkey

Chronic slop-iness, one might say.

That’s almost the height of the Chrysler Building!

My Nocturne, by Flutter from the album Molting

Song of the day: Flutter, “My Nocturne”

flutter.bandcamp.com/track/my-noc...

to r/micropenis—Just Saw An Edward (guy with normal penis size) Fuck Up Trying To Flatten A Cardboard Box By The Dumpster...They Are So Lost

Add a letter, ruin a song:

For the Love of Monkey

Frankly, the most irksome thing I see here is a national chain with a Nü Metal Participle as a brand name.

It’s a miracle!

I’m sure there’s a Hindu bhang shop somewhere in need of an om buds man.

What are closeted British trans people, Alex?

Where did you get these pictures of me?

In 2020, they should have built a White House mockup somewhere, shown him fake election results showing he’d won in a landslide, and shipped him off there. Let him lord it over “foreign leaders”, do “press briefings”, trot him out for the occasional rally, whatever he wanted.

Terror, by MY RUIN from the album Speak & Destroy

Song of the day: My Ruin, “Terror”

myruin.bandcamp.com/track/terror-3

Someone responsible for one of those shows should hire me as a music supervisor.

Um… can you get a song on the soundtrack of a prestige TV series… somehow? I got nothin’.

Unbelievable!!!

We'd all be happier if we lived somewhere walkable (The Deep Space Nine space station)