Bennie Redmile
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What do you mean there’s no rally cap emoji?
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Self-flying planes? Who wouldn’t want to go down in flames or have a surprise landing on your head in the name of technological progress and efficiency?

Jesus wept.
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Scientists revive old Bulgarian recipe to make yogurt with ants. Ants carry lactic and acetic acid bacteria that help coagulate milk, as well as formic acid to acidify it. They even partnered with Danish chefs to create three recipes using ant yogurt. arstechnica.com/science/2025...
Scientists revive old Bulgarian recipe to make yogurt with ants
Ants carry lactic and acetic acid bacteria that help coagulate milk, as well as formic acid to acidify it.
arstechnica.com
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“Yankee Stadium is located in Bronx, New York. Sales to this event will be restricted to residents of New York, New Jersey, Connecticut and Pennsylvania.”
-Ticketmaster website
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Another baseball playoff, another Yankee homer broadcasting crew.
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How to recognise fascism when you see it, by the the Italian humanist and author Umberto Eco. This 14-point guide is taken from Eco's 1995 essay 'Ur-Fascism' – informed by his own experiences of Nazism in the 20th century.
A 14-point list from Umberto Eco's Ur-Fascism essay - it's too long to replicate here so go find it online at https://www.openculture.com/2024/11/umberto-ecos-list-of-the-14-common-features-of-fascism.html
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Every time Harrison Butker misses a field goal a woman gets a college degree
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“My loyalties will not be bound by national borders, or confined in time by one nation’s history … I pledge my allegiance to the damned human race, and my everlasting love to the green hills of Earth, and my intimations of glory to the singing stars, to the very end of space & time."

-Edward Abbey
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if you wear the meta ai glasses i hope they show you visions of your ancestors looking down on you in disgust
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As the very imperfect father of two amazing young men, I am at once terrified and outraged at the bullshit bill of goods this country sells us on what it takes to be a man
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Murals of Lincoln, Nebraska, human/canine relations edition.
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Yup. Underlying health conditions? I got ‘em!
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It’s like I always say: when in Rome, eat a giant fucking burger slathered in cheese, bacon, and sugar-rich condiments with a huge side of onion rings as the Romans do.
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Slightly diminish a book

On a Road
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Slightly diminish a book

A Tale of Two Subdivisions
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Slightly diminish a book

Lord of the Gnats
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Had to get out of a nice, warm bed to go move the G&$ D(@& car. Then on the way back to the door I heard two Great Horned Owls hooting at each other close by in the cool night air. It was a magical little moment. Glad I hauled myself out of bed.
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He rose & squinted, “Look friends, we’re all worried about rising prices, feral hogs, and doctored pictures of scary things, but let’s not forget the 49 herbs & spices and the deep fried truths that have brought us through the drive-thru before and will bring us out the exit onto Main Street again.”
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The unmarked grave next to Arch Stanton
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“The bugs that live in the crevices of my soul will all grow old and die, Betelgeuse will go super nova, and good dogs will take up arms against their masters before this enfeebled whisp will deign to remember my bagel sandwich order,” he thought.

“#48!,” came the cry.

“Um, thank you,” he croaked.