You mean there used to be a wife around who actually sent out invitations, cleaned house, arranged for child care, cooked the food, set the table, and elegantly shoo'd out the guests who wouldn't leave... It didn't all happen by itself?

Both/and. Neither/nor. Always changing. The narrative, including the must insane, garners publicity and serves the IPO.

I just learned at 4S that some journals have had to set limits on submissions--no more than 2 per author a month--because authors are using AI to churn out article after article. One journal went from less than 600 submissions a year to 2000+... you can't find that many reviewers!

Yes! It's not an agreement, is it, if the Dems abide by it but the GOP doesn't? It's like "working across the aisle" or "two sideism" or anything else. If one side is committed to moderation and the other is committed to domination, the moderate will lose over and over and over. Enough!

Somebody was asking me tonight: Why can't Dems ever get their act together? Me (approx): Yes, sure. But can you remember a stronger slate than Dems are putting up in big races right now? Cooper? Ossoff + Bottoms? Talarico + Hinojosa? Turek + Sand? Benson + El-Sayed? Brown + Acton? Hamilton? Etc

That one is practically Neruda!

Nobel Laureate Anne Carson, with one of my all-time favorite opening lines and one of my all-time favorite closing lines.

Endless grift, all the way down.

And will the programmed AI voice also get to experience the sheer joy of fatherhood, of experiencing the light that comes in a child's eyes when a parent reads out loud to him? I guess in AI world, joy is optional.

Anne Carson, the Canadian author of the amazing unfolding poem in a box, NOX, has won the Nobel Prize in Literature. When informed of the prize, she was in Iceland "listening to the wind." There is still a place in this sorry world for wonder.

In America our taxes pay for wars and tax breaks for trillionaires. And grift all the way down. No free sandwiches.

Have a great one, Tressie. You are always brilliant and your recent insta post on what we count as “intelligence” was, well, genius. I write as a failed waitress with a lot of books. Writing books is far easier cognitively. Thank you.

I am crying 😂😂😂

It’s. Of course. Typos mine. Of course