I have squandered my resistance for a pocketful of mumbles Indulge me briefly here while I return to Second Breakfast's origins: a few words on cultural narratives, technology, and aging athletes. Because tonight at 8pm Eastern (after I get home from ballet class), I'll probably tune
"Well, at least Mussolini made the trains run on time." Except he didn't, of course. Mussolini sought to convince the world that fascism delivered Italy into a technologically efficient order; and the story was part of the dictator's careful (and successful, even) crafting of
I'm not really sure what to say. But phew, I sure as hell won't turn to ChatGPT to compensate, because my god, I'm grieving – "election grief is real" – and some advanced text predictor that promises to compensate for my "loss for