Michael Paolucci
@michaelfpaolucci.bsky.social
Situation gets rough, then I start to panic.
The emails all read like (Michael Jordan): “Hi Jeffrey, was wondering if you could take a look at this video of my jump shot. Would love to get your feedback before my meeting with the president of India.”
And Epstein is like: “yor elbow move l eft an work on ur folowthrough.”
(MJ): “delightful”
And Epstein is like: “yor elbow move l eft an work on ur folowthrough.”
(MJ): “delightful”
Jeffrey.as
November 13, 2025 at 3:54 AM
The emails all read like (Michael Jordan): “Hi Jeffrey, was wondering if you could take a look at this video of my jump shot. Would love to get your feedback before my meeting with the president of India.”
And Epstein is like: “yor elbow move l eft an work on ur folowthrough.”
(MJ): “delightful”
And Epstein is like: “yor elbow move l eft an work on ur folowthrough.”
(MJ): “delightful”
Neil Young is 80. I always play his music around this time of year as we approach Thanksgiving. Maybe it’s because he has an album called Harvest, or maybe it’s because he appears in The Last Waltz, the Band’s farewell concert famously captured by Martin Scorsese on Thanksgiving Day, 1976.
November 12, 2025 at 2:00 PM
Unrivaled in his ability to write both devastatingly plaintive ballads and splashy electric mosaics. Unrepentant in his casual nonconformity and steely integrity. I’m glad he’s still with us.
#neilyoung
#neilyoung
November 12, 2025 at 12:45 PM
Unrivaled in his ability to write both devastatingly plaintive ballads and splashy electric mosaics. Unrepentant in his casual nonconformity and steely integrity. I’m glad he’s still with us.
#neilyoung
#neilyoung
I could write about Neil Young forever, but I really want to use his birthday as a reminder to always be true to yourself. While that might sound cliché, it’s important to remember that Neil Young was giving zero fucks well before that was even a thing.
November 12, 2025 at 12:44 PM
I could write about Neil Young forever, but I really want to use his birthday as a reminder to always be true to yourself. While that might sound cliché, it’s important to remember that Neil Young was giving zero fucks well before that was even a thing.
Just a stream of artistic brilliance unparalleled in its consistency. Listen to someone else sing his songs and you realize how airtight they are, which is an odd way to describe songs that can also be so loose and ramshackle.
November 12, 2025 at 12:44 PM
Just a stream of artistic brilliance unparalleled in its consistency. Listen to someone else sing his songs and you realize how airtight they are, which is an odd way to describe songs that can also be so loose and ramshackle.
None of his peers produced more consistently brilliant songwriting in the period from 1968-1980 than Neil Young did. Not Bowie. Not Springsteen. Not even Dylan. While he might’ve solidified his legacy in the 70s, the quality of his artistic output continues to this day.
November 12, 2025 at 12:43 PM
None of his peers produced more consistently brilliant songwriting in the period from 1968-1980 than Neil Young did. Not Bowie. Not Springsteen. Not even Dylan. While he might’ve solidified his legacy in the 70s, the quality of his artistic output continues to this day.
Maybe this time of year is so infused with his presence because it’s the season into which he entered the world. The brown, gold and orange foliage surrounding us in the Northeast is reminiscent of the popular palates and hues of the 1970s, a decade where he cemented himself among the greats.
November 12, 2025 at 12:43 PM
Maybe this time of year is so infused with his presence because it’s the season into which he entered the world. The brown, gold and orange foliage surrounding us in the Northeast is reminiscent of the popular palates and hues of the 1970s, a decade where he cemented himself among the greats.
No single artist produced more brilliant songwriting in the period from 1968-1980 than Neil Young. Not Bowie. Not Springsteen. Not even Dylan. Just a stream of artistic brilliance unparalleled in its breadth.
November 11, 2025 at 5:55 PM
No single artist produced more brilliant songwriting in the period from 1968-1980 than Neil Young. Not Bowie. Not Springsteen. Not even Dylan. Just a stream of artistic brilliance unparalleled in its breadth.
Reposted by Michael Paolucci
Every single county in Virginia shifted Blue.
November 5, 2025 at 1:35 AM
Every single county in Virginia shifted Blue.
And I said that Kurt Vonnegut would be the first in line to call out these jabronis were he still alive.
November 1, 2025 at 5:13 PM
And I said that Kurt Vonnegut would be the first in line to call out these jabronis were he still alive.
to defeat Hitler and the Nazis. I also said that if anything ever comes across your social media feed (boys in particular) that tries to say “Hitler had a point” or that seeks to deny the holocaust, you are being manipulated. Several male students then had a look like “oh shit.”
November 1, 2025 at 5:11 PM
to defeat Hitler and the Nazis. I also said that if anything ever comes across your social media feed (boys in particular) that tries to say “Hitler had a point” or that seeks to deny the holocaust, you are being manipulated. Several male students then had a look like “oh shit.”
I’m teaching the book Slaughterhouse-Five by Kurt Vonnegut with high school seniors right now and for the first time I had to make sure they understood that even though Vonnegut critiqued the loss of innocent life at the hands of the allies in World War II that it was unequivocally a noble pursuit
November 1, 2025 at 5:09 PM
I’m teaching the book Slaughterhouse-Five by Kurt Vonnegut with high school seniors right now and for the first time I had to make sure they understood that even though Vonnegut critiqued the loss of innocent life at the hands of the allies in World War II that it was unequivocally a noble pursuit
There aren’t enough Tom Buchanans for Trump to appoint to cabinet positions
November 1, 2025 at 12:58 PM
There aren’t enough Tom Buchanans for Trump to appoint to cabinet positions