instead of having discourse let's talk about meaningless food preferences, sports beefs and fun stuff (hobbies). we don't need to discourse about any of the stuff we're discoursing about right now. free your hearts
If you saw this scene in the theaters in 1965, your eyes would've popped out of your head, your tongue would've unfurled, you'd have made an involuntary "aw-oooga" noise, and possibly you'd die right there, but watching this in 2024 all I thought was "I, too, sometimes wake up mad and nude."
A) Oh sweet, I didn't know The Black Museum toured community colleges
B) Now I'm picturing Orson Welles and Rita Hayworth as the Gomez and Morticia of 1945
In lighter news, if this just-past-the-expiration-date test that the cat knocked over halfway during processing is to be believed, I have tested negative for COVID
I just dream of a world where no one will be subject to the cruel whims of a tyrant just so they can eat and clothe themselves and have shelter, where nobody has power over anybody else, where we are all free and united in human solidarity
None of it, none of it, none of it needs to be this way
