Author Archives: ecto
link to story The variability in the percentage of the population required to achieve herd immunity is shockingly huge, even if you throw out the low-ball ones. The scientific research and calculations and money required to winnow the variables … Continue reading
On Sunday, Mr. Trump tweeted, “Like every American, I deserve to meet my accuser.” Why yes, Mr Fuck-stick, you certainly are entitled to meet your accuser. In court.
If I ever have to choose, I’d rather be deaf than blind. That said, music is one hell of a consolation prize.
Who knew there were rules in horse racing?
There was this group of American kids on the steps outside the Venice train station; each had a bottle of wine she was drinking, each was sitting next to her backpack. It was 9 in the evening or so, we … Continue reading
With apologies to Sidney Harris, whose artwork I appropriated.
Good dogs just know to stick with their person everywhere, even when things aren’t going their way at the moment. Just know it: “Sticking with this lost four year-old is my best and only option right now.” Stick to them … Continue reading
It’s hard not to imagine standing there, as far from home as you could be. More super interesting stuff from the Rosetta Probe.
I just noticed that they’re all going to die. They’re all going to die. I need to stop saying “Oh, that’s too bad” when celebrities keel over, because they’re all going to do that at some point, until I do. … Continue reading
I look at a video of some pet ferret doing ferret things, with uniquely lovable ferret-y interactions with its people and I think “they could be incorporated.” The weltanshauung has enough room for a third beast and its peculiar shenanigans. … Continue reading
That took longer than I thought it would
It should be taken as a given that intelligent criticism of any art is that-art-based, and not a denial of that form to be an art.
It’s kind of old, but it’s a handy link. Epicaricacy.
Go pat yourselves on the back for trying to regain relevancy, you superannuated fucks. Why do we have pageants in 2017? This century isn’t what I imagined it to be at all.