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  1. A year ago, cultural luminaries like Salman Rushdie, Noem Chomsky, Wynton Marsalis, etc. released a letter decrying the damaging effects of our current manner of public discourse. It’s a complex and nuanced issue that gets drowned out by the bleating anti-cancel-culture and politics as team sports crowds, but the problem is real. Perhaps this movement for better and more open public discourse just needed a succinct and cogent rallying cry. If so, I nominate the above.
  2. Their satire of white evangelical church culture is pretty good. Whenever they step outside of their wheelhouse, they turn into typical conservative whining snowflakes. The shift from inward looking, insightful social commentary to outward looking, shallow political kvetching seemed to happen mid-late Trump era, when everything else is the world seemed to get worse.
  3. As a fellow member of the Surly Georgia crew, I think this thread shows a misunderstanding of how polite Deep South racism is. Black/white day-to-day interactions are more constant and pervasive than other parts of the country, so there’s a requisite amount of politeness. Once the ugliness goes public, it’s a different story. The flow of information has changed. Dig around here for a few minutes (https://gahistoricnewspapers.galileo.usg.edu/) and you find pretty casual and glowing descriptions for lynchings 100ish years ago. Old Deep South newspapers are fascinating reading. Southern racial violence has always wanted a sense of respectability and decorum. You can’t dress this one up once it’s been broadcast everywhere. The DA sweeping this thing under the rug is pretty much the historical job description for a Deep South DA. It keeps the unseemly part of it at arm’s length. Once it’s out, in this day and age, those two are toast. We’ve all seen the footage and it’s pretty unambiguous; southern racists don’t want to feel like they’re racists anymore. As a relatively recent transplant to GA who let my free trial to Racism Quarterly expire, the toenail stuff was lost on me. It makes me wonder how much racism goes on in my daily interactions that goes right over my head.
  4. No, you’re right, but now we’re on a bit of a tangent.
  5. 2nd Pfizer in early April; breakthrough in late July; I’m a college professor, so I’m exposed to lots of disease vectors; last week my doctor said to get it in maybe early January. I might get it a little earlier if I travel for the holidays.
  6. Jesus: “Make a tree good and its fruit will be good, or make a tree bad and its fruit will be bad, for a tree is recognized by its fruit. You brood of vipers, how can you who are evil say anything good? For the mouth speaks what the heart is full of. A good man brings good things out of the good stored up in him, and an evil man brings evil things out of the evil stored up in him. But I tell you that everyone will have to give account on the day of judgment for every empty word they have spoken. For by your words you will be acquitted, and by your words you will be condemned.” Proverbs: The mouth of the righteous is a fountain of life, but the mouth of the wicked conceals violence.
  7. I decided to spend the evening playing with my son rather than watch bad football. Just checking in now. I’m pretty pumped to see us hanging with Kansas.
  8. I could have used a trigger warning before reading this. Please be mindful of your beleaguered college professors before discussing the realities of student engagement in classes. Especially as we reach that time of year where students realize they haven’t turned in a single assignment. There are problems in higher education, and a certain bizarre madness at some institutions/departments, but the real problems aren’t the stuff that make for good culture war headlines. Focusing on the culture wars suggests that this new institution likely won’t address the real problems. Higher Ed indoctrination isn’t a real thing — we aren’t trying to do this and we couldn’t indoctrinate even if we tried. I’m supposed to get them to understand the content of my classes and turn them into communists? I’ll need a course release for that. But I hope they’re wildly successful, if only to create more academic jobs in a tough market. And maybe this new school would be open to my idea of starting a BS in Solipism. I could use that sweet department chair money.
  9. More classic and weird smut: When that person whose heart I long to stop with the click of a revolver put his hand or hands under your skirts did he only tickle you outside or did he put his finger or fingers up into you? If he did, did they go far enough to touch that little cock at the end of your cunt? Did he touch you behind? Was he a long time tickling you and did you come? Did he ask you to touch him and did you do so? If you did not touch him did he come against you and did you feel it? …When you were with him in the dark at night did your fingers never, never unbutton his trousers and slip inside like mice? …At every fuck I gave you your shameless tongue come bursting out through your lips and if I gave you a bigger stronger fuck than usual fat dirty farts came spluttering out of your backside. You had an arse full of farts that night, darling, and I fucked them out of you, big fat fellows, long windy ones, quick little merry cracks and a lot of tiny little naughty farties ending in a long gush from your hole. It is wonderful to fuck a farting woman when every fuck drives one out of her.
  10. This wenche thikke and wel ygrowen was, With kamus nose and eyen greye as glas, With buttoked brode, and brestes rounde and hye; But right fair was hire heer, I wol nat lye. Or: I was afraid to raise my eyelids, but looked out and saw perfectly under the lashes. The fair girl went on her knees, and bent over me, fairly gloating. There was a deliberate voluptuousness which was both thrilling and repulsive, and as she arched her neck she actually licked her lips like an animal, till I could see in the moonlight the moisture shining on the scarlet lips and on the red tongue as it lapped the white sharp teeth. Lower and lower went her head as the lips went below the range of my mouth and chin and seemed to fasten on my throat. I could feel the soft, shivering touch of the lips on the supersensitive skin of my throat, and the hard dents of two sharp teeth, just touching and pausing there. I closed my eyes in a languorous ecstacy and waited – waited with beating heart. And of course: Come, my love, let’s go to the field; let’s spend the night among the henna blossoms. Let’s go early to the vineyards; let’s see if the vine has budded, if the blossom has opened, if the pomegranates are in bloom. There I will give you my love. The mandrakes give off a fragrance, and at our doors is every delicacy— new as well as old. I have treasured them up for you, my love.
  11. He should have dropped an “I’ll show you what it’s like.”
  12. I was having a good time putting together a bookcase with my son and forgot about the game. Then my wife decided to “help.” Now the bookcase in pieces, my son had a nice cry from being snapped at by my wife, and everyone is annoyed at each other. It seems like an appropriate time to check in on the game.
  13. Suggestion: turn off notifications for rep. It removes a lot of the bad social media aspects of this place. If you need affirmations, just stare deep into your eyes in the mirror repeating how beautiful you are; if you need to feel bad about yourself, kickoff is in a few hours. Being constantly reminded every time someone thinks I wrote something smart/dumb/funny/sad isn’t good for clear thinking.
  14. Here’s a medical doctor admitting that COVID is fake and it’s all direct energy weapons. Busted.
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