Empress of Mars: Undisputed @zebratron2084@awoo.space

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NEVER. TRUST. GOOGLE.

NEVER. TRUST. GOOGLE. MAPS.

Oh, @emanate among others, if you haven't already seen Spectres of the Spectrum, you should at least note that the heroic revolutionary organization in it is named "TV Tesla." <3

Apparently the whole thing is streamable here: http://impakt.nl/channel/videos/curated/craig-baldwin-spectres-of-the-spectrum-1999/ But be warned, folks, like all Craig Baldwin films, it's a bit rough going. :)

Been reading up on the history of CBS and got to this son of a bitch: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/James_T._Aubrey

This guy got filthy rich and powerful by willfully undermining the sophistication of American culture. This country's intellectual rot didn't magically start in 2016, and it was bastards like Aubrey who nurtured it for profit.

(The whole thing is reminding me of Craig Baldwin's gonzo found-footage documentary Spectres of the Spectrum...)

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I pledge allegiance to Queen Fragg
And her mighty state of hysteria
The toothy Republican witch is Stan
One patient on the bus
So risible
With liver, cheese, and jock itch in fall
Amen

Happy Fourth of July!

(I am being a bit uncharitable. It's forty-eight years old, FFS. We'll see if I'm half as relevant in another five years... It's actually pretty damn progressive in terms of its time and premise. 1970 seems a bit early for a sci-fi adventure that's mostly about ecology and scientific hubris. But the pacing, effects, script, and god help me the BRITISH TEETH have not aged as gracefully. It's at least been a rewarding museum piece.)

Plane porridge thick
Plane porridge thin
Plane porridge with no plot
Fifty minutes in

"The Syfy series The Magicians, or as I like to call it, 'Dreary Potter'..."

Yelpers? If your three-paragraph whinge about how the food at a small family restaurant was "not fresh," and you don't even mention what day of the week you ate there, you are like little baby. There's a big fucking difference between, say, the food you can expect on a Sunday and the food you can expect on a Tuesday, because of when most restaurants get deliveries. If you don't take that into account before you go online to bitch, you're no foodie. It's YOUR OWN DUMB FAULT.

Of all the shows I'd consider part of the "New Sincerity" (Adventure Time, Steven Universe, Bravest Warriors, Gravity Falls, etc.), Wander Over Yonder is the only one I can think of offhand that isn't founded upon a bunch of coming-of-age metaphors.

I wonder if that's one of the reasons it never quite took off? That and the fact it didn't really have a lot of room for fan-insertion, since Wander, Sylvia, Peepers, Hater, and Dominator were the only fixed points...

"Psst. Hey. You. To your right." https://goo.gl/maps/rP3Vd3jPqsT2

Compare. Contrast.

I don't want to say this where the gods can hear me and attempt to rectify the situation, but...

I'm having a pretty great day. Thank you all.

(I'm just kidding, of course. He was a vehement Trump supporter and opponent of universal healthcare, which clearly qualifies him as an invasive species in the State of Washington. Think I'm gonna save this one for some birthday ikizukuri...)

That awful feeling when you realize you've been debating an 18-year-old economics major, and you'd better throw them back in the stream pronto before Fish and Wildlife catches you poaching small fry.

So help me, Mister Ranger, he told me he was an expert in his field...

Huh. I'd been wanting to share this BBC sci-fi satire with y'all for years, and apparently it was all put up on archive.org in March!

Some of the humor is dated and not exactly sensitive, but it still holds up as a pitch-perfect Dr. Who parody. Give it a listen, as UNLIKE YOU LOT I NO LONGER HAVE THE LUXURY OF EAR DRUMS!

https://archive.org/details/nebulous5

...it's sunny as hell today, I haven't had a coughing attack since I switched to the vaporizer, my boss still loves my work anyhow, friends are in town, Peg gave me Epic Max Level Dragon Cuddles last night, I have an obscure British sci-fi DVD I didn't think I'd ever find, I got birthday greetings from people I was SURE I'd pissed off, and @mmsword may have located Calvin Trillin's legendary Great Dried Beef In The Sky.

Life is still pretty rewarding. I choose to renew my subscription.

You know, it's been a hell of a rough week. I fell into several demoralizing knock-down drag-outs with Trumpies, fights I wasn't even seeking out. My chronic bronchitis (which I RICHLY deserve as a 20-year stoner) had a scary flare-up. And I'm falling behind on work during borderline crunch time.

And yet...

Seriously, I'm verklempt. Talk amongst yourselves. <3 <3 <3