kids need more rights.

the troubled teen industry needs to be regulated off the face of the earth and the architects behind every camp should face jail time and billions of dollars in fines. the parents who sent their children to them should have parental rights revoked

RFK jr saw the international child slave labor rankings and felt our relativity low position reflected poorly on the health of our nation

Every time I see someone talk about Claude I think about how they switched from female to male names as soon as they wanted the robots to seem like experts vs personal assistants.

it’s incredible that we’ve invented a technology that is frighteningly good at generating plausible english sentences and my phone is still like, “did you mean ‘I lorb you?’”

block sir tony blair from politics

This is the current director of Pompeii. I could not be more furious and I believe he could not be more wrong. www.westernwheel.ca/weather-news...

every time someone's like Claude deleted this or Claude convinced a teen to kill themselves I picture a mischievous french guy

what if I’m just a side character in a christopher isherwood novel

just realized that everything I am wearing (minus the unmentionables and the loafers) is early 90s brooks brothers

Common misconception but the state motto of New Jersey, “It’s-a me!” is actually English.

I replaced the hideous button at the throat of my cobalt opera coat with the bell half-sleeves with a divine little bauble I discovered in an old button shop in the garment district. Extremely pleased.

Maybe when I’m unemployed this summer I’ll get back to my various correspondence…

can’t believe I forgot Rome’s birthday this year 😔

How it is, there is no telling

this service’s “secret?” they’re messy, imperfect humans figuring out life for the first time, just like the rest of us🫶

the irony is increasingly tedious

Hmmmmm I wanna go into policy???? Fr fr?

First graded paper since I started grad school after a few years of teaching…. Not elated by my high marks. Not unhappy with the mistakes I made. I think… I think I’m more interested in grading his grading? He’s much nicer than I am. No wonder my students are scared to receive my revisions!

First grad school grades are in— I did really really well and feel almost absolutely nothing, mostly just have some questions about APA style? Confused as to why I didn’t get more points off? Glad to see I haven’t grown beyond my overachiever complex. 🙄

feeling lively aka lying in the garden shade and ranting about welfare policy on my public instagram story

“If you don’t embrace AI you’ll be left in the dust” like yes that sounds lovely one dust please

At this point the only reason to call it the Labour Party is it lasts too long, hurts like hell, and people keep popping in and out to check on your genitals.

Disney Promises ‘Star Wars’ Fans A New Era Of Blind Stabs At What They Seemed To Like Before https://theonion.com/disney-promises-star-wars-fans-a-new-era-of-blind-stabs-at-what-they-seemed-to-like-before/

acf.gov now runs a big red banner at the top of each page, prompting you to click and report fraud so that the government can “stamp out” (implied widespread) abuse of welfare funds. this is new!

three hours at the ER vet last night + they’re filming Dexter in my building + im really behind on grad school stuff = constant, mid-high anxiety running out of anxiety meds bc tech error was just the cherry on top

Fuck it. I don't have a job right now. I'm sad and tired and busy. I published these two to very little fanfare several years ago and I'm opening them up as PWYW. finally: A View From The Bottom and Lolita Isn't Dead rufflejax.itch.io/two-zines

This is peak "pretending sports doesn't exist" content with "can't explain the sudden poor play of her Louisana College Kittens"

Every time Matt Damon takes on a period role he ends up looking like a third baseman for the Phillies.

“Waffles’ blood pressure was fine” - not a sentence you hear in a human ER!

it is spring and the ladies of the f train and lower-east manhattan are fucking killing it with these outfits!

Free idea for the chicken nugget companies: a goalie shaped chicken tender. If we can make dinosaurs…!

Sometimes just looking at a picture of an empty rink, I feel this rush of exhilaration—my lungs are suddenly full of a cold freedom. I fucking love hockey and I miss playing it so much.

I am impatient of all misery in others that is not mad.

revisiting this short, bittersweet piece

On life and death this old man walked.

where’s that Star Wars article I really love about killing an entire planet and the decay that is empire

Dave Filoni really understood the assignment (neglect, parentification, enmeshment) and delivered a gothic masterpiece of family system dysfunction. Exquisitely delayed gratification, not one detail lost.

this weekend I’m gonna make my boyfriend binge the final season of clone wars and try to stifle my sobs so he can hear the dialogue

no ADHD meds today = got zero policy research done, failed yet again to get that package to UPS, gobbled up TWO plombir cones for lunch, reorganized half the middle school library stacks :)

a seventh grader just finished the 850 page conclusion to Paolini’s Inheritance cycle in a single night. checked out the book yesterday, checked it back in today. !!!!!!

this morning, mamdani’s team got in touch with me to float a new tax proposal: if your net worth exceeds $5 million and you dress badly, you’ll be hit with a 10% annual levy for “visual pollution.” i would be in charge of deciding if the outfits are bad.

I am gonna be so hungover tomorrow but god I needed tonight

does ANY song EVER come close to courtney’s ”hold on to me” ?

Flo’s “dream girl evil” is extremely Courtney Love

my partner had plans and our dog is tired from daycare so I have spent the last hour BLASTING Courtney Love and Kurt Cobain, & related, and shouting along very badly as I make my way through a very dry white — I am in my Element

god I fucking love hole

is it possible to make him so mad he just quits? like he has a big tantrum and just leaves? in my dreams…