For those interested, Fuses is online here—NSFW, obviously, but very much worth considering re: alternate ways to create images of explicit cis-het sex. Schneemann herself said “It is different from any pornographic work that you’ve ever seen— that’s why people are still looking at it! And there’s no objectification…

I’m taking suggestions below for a better recipe to use in a counter-mailer:

Let’s all have Stevie as our polestar and return to using flip phones. I too don’t like what the internet has done to people.

Goodreads and all of that are great services, but do not underestimate the power of a public librarian. Reader’s advisory, i.e., recommending books based on what you tell them you’re looking for, is a big part of what they do, and you don’t actually have to go to a library in person--just email the reference desk.

Full disclosure: I didn’t watch the clip--I just inferred from the photo.

I’m going with something like how Goat Boy sounds, but with a disheartening sheen of proto-fascism.

I’m going to set aside the commie side of me for a moment and suggest that Basquiat may actually have appreciated the addition of cornflakes to his work, though probably not the context in which the addition took place.

I renew my statement that this is a far better tattoo than Seven Rings.

Okay, so if AOC is to the left of the mainstream progressive wing of the Democratic party, and he wants to be to the right of the mainstream far-right wing of the Republican party, that means...he wants to be a hot shit open fascist? Am I reading that right?

As with BBQ Grill v. Seven Rings, I think that Fur Detective is a far better tattoo than what was intended.

I think she actually lucked out—”BBQ Grill” is a much better tattoo.

I would love a gender-reveal lasagna that is red. The baby’s gender could be something like “crack the seventh seal and unloose the sea of blood upon the world.”

Thanks for the Federici photo header.

Nothing about that subway is from the 1970s.

See, wouldn’t that be more fun? For us and for Ed Sheeran?

As noted, this is ultimately a strategic gambit of creating controversy to sell products, i.e., one more example of the cynicism at the core of capitalism.

If nothing else, the scripted presenter banter should be required to be in rhymed couplets. Bonus points for iambic pentameter.

And while we’re at it, unionize everything else, too.

I am sincerely overjoyed to see how much thought you’ve put into this. We need more cultural critics like you, Ancient Romans.

You know, I’m surprised that we don’t hear more about DLR these days, given that his brand of nonsense gabbing is now prominent in so many facets of American existence.