Newsreel
Bezos saved the Washington Post from journalism.
International politics interrupted the G7 summit.
Boeing executives testified. No, not for that.
Magicians made aid disappear.
Justin Timberlake almost put himself in a box.
Nvidia is now worth more than several flags.
Today's Mood
War Journal
All I need to do is destroy the sun.
I know exactly how long I’d like to sleep, work, and play. My plan fits every deadline, mental need, and biological limit. But the sun denies it.
Alright, it doesn’t have to die. But we need a separation. Sometimes, a partner loves a job, hobby, or object more than you. The sun loves the number 24 more than me. There’s no reason to put up with that.
I’d just like a star with more vision.
Specialized AI’s great. Why staple-gun digital morons to everything else? Does my stove need a concussed two-year old to miscount fingers? Do brooms need to talk back?
Penicillin is a world-changing miracle. Essential in context, and often. There isn’t a vat of penicillin taped to my ceiling.
I haven’t put a serious dent in Arcane, but it’s entertaining. Few things are stranger to me than League of Legends having a fun TV show. The source material always felt like cel-shaded homework.
Not that the competition’s fierce on the story front. But Riot, for my palate, always sold a particularly flavorless brand of chum. Designs and dialogue you wouldn’t tolerate in a Twitter comic, let alone multimedia franchise. I’ll leave the gameplay alone, to preserve the comments and my peace of mind.
I’d like to pitch a neologism.
If legacy comic books suffer from inmates running the asylum, then Arcane is doctors running the riot.
The Present
Meet Dwain Esper’s comedy. [1900HOTDOG]
I've had less meat since this, so they kind of win. [1900HOTDOG]
The magic of not writing. [1900HOTDOG]
CPS gets in on the mascot game. [1900HOTDOG]
Everything Abridged will outlive me. [My Book]
The Past
This was recent, but you might have missed it among the flames.
The Future
I’m dangling off of my deadlines like Tom Cruise.
Not Brought to You By
Paid water disgraces civilization itself. But let’s have fun with it!
Behold: The Mountain of Youth. Evian’s pastel version of the French Alps. You have the privilege of paying for cozy, idyllic rain.
Think Marlboro Country, for whimsy.
I’ve seen bigger reaches: you have to be alive to feel young, and you need water to be alive. And I’m sure the mountains are beautiful and exploitable. But otherworldly joy is hard to staple to water, ethical or otherwise. Perhaps that gap makes me focus on disdaining the product and everyone involved with it.
Whining aside, it’s a very visual idea, and the look has that same uncanny gloss as a lot of vastly cheaper ads. That feels like a bit of a bunt.
Creativity: C+
Persuasion: D
Sanity: F+
One Sentence Reviews
Casino Royale: Best one-off Bond theme. (4.5/5)
How to Undress In Front of Your Husband: Almost makes you root for censorship. (1/5)
Open Question
Signing off
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F+ is my favorite grade. In our lifetimes some ghoulish corporation will bottle and monetize "essential" breathing air. Obviously there will be pricing tiers: the richer the customer, the purer the oxygen.
OK, so Alex gave me the first chuckle of the day around six this morning and your very first line in the news reel about WP may have given me the last chuckle of the day so thanks!