Here’s the problem with memoirs: readers may find themselves interested in different facets of the story than the author is interested in. This was a common theme in reviews of my two memoirs (along with “why does he use so much profanity?”), and I find it a pretty common complaint I have when reading a memoir.
And so it is with Sarah Wynn-Williams’ Careless People.
I was awakened by the dog barking at 2:30 AM. This was followed by pounding on my front door. I stumbled downstairs to see what was going on, but, it being the middle of the night, I could only see the person on my porch backlit by streetlights.
“Who is it?” I said.
“SECDEF, Motherfucker!” came the response. And I knew Pete Hegseth was on my porch again. Reluctantly, I opened the door.
So JK Rowling is back on her bullshit and they’re doing a new Harry Potter series because somebody thinks they can make money off it, and I’ve seen a lot of, “sure, Joanne is a hatemonger, but what about the beloved Potterverse!”
Land of the Dead— I had, for some reason, heard bad things about this and never saw it. I guess the conventional wisdom was something along the lines of “Romero shouldn’t make a big budget zombie movie.” Hard, hard disagree here.
I’ve seen significant discussion recently among writers about leaving Amazon. I did this (kind of! See below!) a few years back, so I thought I’d share my findings.
A few days ago, I was walking down the street near my work when I found myself behind someone listening to music on a bluetooth speaker. This isn’t that unusual. What is unusual was that they were listening to the Carpenters.
At least I thought it was the Carpenters. I cocked my head. Had they ever covered Rainbow Connection?
When I got back to my desk, I found that they had, in fact, covered Rainbow Connection. And then I started listening to a whole bunch of covers of Rainbow Connection, and I found that this is an incredibly difficult song to do well.
Ah, Tubi. You are a neverending banquet of shitty horror movies, and I love you for it!
This review is for people like me who have a real soft spot for bad horror movies. That is to say, people who see a title like Bigfoot vs. Zombies and go, “Oh, yeah, I’m in.”
I am a member of the generation that got its American history from Schoolhouse Rock. It omitted a lot of things and sanitized many more, but the songs were good.
Especially “No More Kings.” It’s propagandistic and ignores the native population of North America’s existence, but the idea that New England led the way in rejecting a monarchy did stick with me. (Yes, I know that one of the reasons they rejected the monarchy was because the monarchy wasn’t genociding the native population as quickly as the colonists wanted.)
Of course, now we have a monarchy again. (This is the effect of the Supreme Court’s decision in Trump v. US, which held that a president has “absolute immunity” for “official acts,” which of course means just about anything.)
Like in the 18th century, New England needs to lead the way in throwing off the shackles of monarchy by seceding from the United States of America.
This whole post is going to be rife with spoilers. So if you haven’t finished Season 2 yet, come back when you do!
Saturday I went to the Tesla Takedown protest at the Prudential Center in Boston. At 56, I was one of the youngest people there, and almost everyone there was white. I don’t draw any conclusions from this—it was just interesting to me. I associate protesting with the young, but the young were mostly not in evidence.