Extra Evil - Triple Take

Today’s Fortune: Invest in BAE.

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Newsreel

A surveillance bill may enable extra freedom.

Iran launched eight billion heart attacks.

New York found impartial jurors on Mars.

Your worst cousin’s mad about Warhammer.

Ukraine’s fortunes hang on Mike Johnson’s searing charisma.

Space trash hit the first of many houses.

Today's Mood

War Journal

Spring feels better. Much better. Enough so that I suspect some kind of seasonal syndrome each year, before recalling April has semester breaks without family trips. In any case, I’m on ramps.

Old bit of backstory: I had a City Hall wedding. Impressively fast ceremony, especially for a government effort. Even the NYPD took breaks during the arrest to dig for truffles. But City Hall was all business.

The process has charm, like a theme park line. You imagine the arc of the other couples waiting. Are they headed to a log flume? Superman: Ride of Steel? A yellow-tinted lazy river? Life offers a million paths, and you’re rarely on the one you thought.

I’d make one small addition. There should be a Remnant II setup while you wait. You’d learn if your teamwork can go the distance.

As reactionary clickbait piles to the sky, a new genre of hack polyamory jokes emerges. It’s bizarre to watch in real time. Decades of open mic trash is taking form. We are witnesses to history.

The Present

Battle of the Year is a mission to make backflips unwatchable. [1900HOTDOG]

This Marihuana recap is finally relevant. [1900HOTDOG]

Don't mumble during inauguration. [Exclusive Evil]

I never thought vengeance could be so embarrassing. [1900HOTDOG]

Everything Abridged makes waves in the soul. [My Book]

The Past

I’ve asked before, and I’ll ask again: Is It Satire?

The Future

I’ll get fancy when the semester winds down. For now, it’s another week of the usual. Which is still a lot of text.

Not Brought to You By

Let’s go mainstream. Remember this?

Like half my generation, I love every second of this failure. It’s a river of joy in a chaotic world. And it takes me back to my education.

To build up a portfolio, I dipped my toes into ad courses at SVA. My ivy stint was more about learning flips. Instuctive time, where I learned the insider version of why this is stupid.

My best teachers had five or so cards for ads’ worst recurring problems. If your work fit, they taped it under the card. Ending the conversation.

The worst card was “bullshit.” Not simply lying. But anything that felt like an obvious lie. People have a harsh, visceral response to lazy fibbing. It’s the fastest route from a nice open office desk to browsing Indeed.

Though you just might become legend.

Creativity: D
Persuasion: F
Sanity: D-

One Sentence Reviews

Sleep: Fun, but a bit bloated. (2.5/5)

Battle of the Year: Why not cast Andrew Tate? (1/5)

Necrot - Lifeless Birth: The riff remains potent. (4/5)

Striker - Ultrapower: Scratches an ich I didn’t know I had. (3.5/5)

White Chicks: A bottom five film in American history. (0/5)

Open Question

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