- Tight squeeze.
- Nationalism and the destruction of reality.
- Ordoliberalism and the death of liberal democracy.
- Partisanship and extinction: It's great that we're social animals and all, and perhaps agreeing with whatever jive your tribe has fixated on is adaptive. Maybe cooperation in a group is a more important function than finding the truth in evolutionary terms. Here's why I doubt that. The unity of a group is largely achieved by exclusion, ostracization, war. Our solidarity is characteristically a function of our exclusions. We may kill everything down this road. Also, losing touch with reality on this level just cannot be adaptive. Your whole people will be destroyed by its fantastical prepossessions. You'll be denying there's a problem even as it kills you, etc. I think this is our formula for extinction, actually, the sort of adaptation that ends up killing your species, or which has killed most species that ever existed.
- Motherfucking Democrats.
- Motherfucking Democrats.
- Study for Untitled (Trust).
- The limited efficacy of facts.
- Far Right's new offensive against academia.
- AD.
- Bugger, said Pooh.
1)the first paul anka song i remember is "diana", which was a hit on the radio at the time - and i may have seen him on the ed sullivan show
ReplyDeletehttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ar-zZ21iW9w
2)now, 60 years later, anka is rewriting the lyrics to "my way" to perform it at the trump inauguration
http://radaronline.com/videos/donald-trump-inauguration-paul-anka-perform/
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