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*The thing speaks for itself: actions speak a whole lot about intent. Negligence or accident? Intent vs banana skin, and whose job was it anyway to pick that fucking thing up before some poor schmuck broke their neck on it! What does it really matter, apart from a small matter of decades I suppose in […]
MoreEven when I thought I couldn’t carry on, I did. Even when I didn’t believe I could keep on walking on a leg that had been broken, I kept on stepping. When I thought I couldn’t carry heavy loads, I kept on hauling, through sheer willpower not physical strength. I had to, there was simply […]
MoreI really liked Cynthia Nixon in Sex and the City. She was always impeccable, smooth, cutting, gorgeously turned out, and she has great hair. She dropped off my radar when SATC fizzled out. Apparently she is dipping her toe into NY state politics, which is all well and good, except she is clearly so buffered […]
More(all names are fictitious, and bear no resemblance to any actual individual, rather an amalgam of societal shittery) The drive up from the Tenderloin to the Presidio is a wonder. Head north east up to the headlands of the bay, and watch the scenery and houses change rapidly. In just a few minutes it goes […]
MoreWhere to start! Living in San Francisco with my son who is mixed Asian, and looks noticeably so, with all the anti Asian hatred and violence happening, triggered by Trump and him labelling the virus as being “the kung flu’ and “Chinese”, hearing an SF school board member (now fired) opine anti-Asian rhetoric against Asian […]
MoreAll our musical heroes are dying, or thankfully getting old. Eighty might be the point that a Bob doesn’t want to carry on doing the endless tour, and instead puts his feet up with a fortifying glass of Dylan branded whiskey and a good dog by his feet, catching up on a few movies, perhaps, […]
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