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“You’re like fine wine” doesn’t really parse as a romantic phrase to me, and the process of alcohol intoxication sounds more like a metaphor for a bad hookup, of which I’m sure the drink has been the cause of many, than it does a burgeoning romance. “It’s fun while it lasts but I’m throwing up in the morning.”)

The comedian Sam Morril had a bit where he said that sex in a relationship is like a baked salmon darne, where you feel nourished and satisfied afterwards, having eaten something that was healthy and good for you. Whereas casual sex is like a takeaway kebab or burger, where you are absolutely loving the experience in the moment, but then feel disgusted and ashamed of yourself immediately afterwards.

Georges Cadoudal, a Catholic Royalist guerrilla fighter during the French Revolution, was arrested and sentenced to death in 1804 after a failed assassination attempt on Napoléon. On the guillotine, as he was reciting the "Hail Mary", he stopped at "Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray for us sinners, now". As the priest who assisted him encouraged to finish the prayer, he answered: "Why? Isn't now "the hour of our death"?"

My sides. Programmer humour over a century before the invention of the computer.

Has your mum had anything professionally published before?

The claim in the book is heavily qualified, I was hastily summarising.

Why didn't Candace Owens just join the Left?

She did, originally. The competition for black female influencers was too stiff, so she jumped ship.

A bathroom with a lock.

About halfway through The Age of Diagnosis.

I went into the chapters on "long Covid" and autism pretty much knowing what to expect, and I wasn't disappointed. But I was genuinely surprised to hear that cancer screenings exhibit no net increase on all-cause mortality.

Before seeing it, I was expecting a rather gritty survival movie, sort of like The Revenant IN SPACE! When I finally got round to watching it, what surprised me about it was its lightness of tone and comedic elements. In principle that's the sort of thing that should survive a first watch, but on the second watch I was disappointed that I didn't find it nearly as funny as the first time round. A lot of the quippy dialogue sounded positively MCU-tier to my ears.

This was beautifully written and I'm glad you're in a good headspace. Wishing you all the happiness you obviously deserve.

According to Wikipedia, since Smollett's hoax the only things he's appeared in were movies he directed himself or documentaries about said hoax.

Not to mention that even after all the controversy, Simon & Schuster were still publishing his memoir. If there's no such thing as bad publicity, he could well have lived very comfortably on the royalties until he found a job as a diversity consultant or something.

Hunter did crack in the white house while hooking up with Obama's daughter.

Excuse me?!

I'm getting a serious "two movies, one screen" effect reading about this. Cofnas's painstaking demonstration of the plagiarism Arday committed is irrefutable. The claims Arday made about his personal history are so ludicrous that I can't fathom how anyone ever believed them, and the fact that so many of them were quietly softened or retracted by organisations associated with Arday in the last few years is a tacit admission that he was a fabulist. Not even the Guardian believed he was really a victim of racist harassment. I assumed (perhaps naïvely) that everyone would interpret his resignation as an admission of guilt. Likewise his penchant for threatening his critics with legal action or reporting them to the police.

But when the Journal reported on his suicide, the comments were full of people mourning him who apparently believe that he was a nice, well-meaning academic hounded to his death by a racist right-wing misinformation campaign, and that he was innocent of all of the allegations made against him.

I cannot understand it. Is this how he will be remembered? Not as a cheat and a fabulist, but as a martyr for the noble cause of DEI? Is his Wikipedia article being updated as we speak to reflect that narrative? Poor Comrade Ogilvy, a noble goodthinker cruelly snatched from us in the prime of his life.

I described the Henry Nowak case as an anti-scissor statement, in which there's absolutely no way one can possibly spin it which is remotely favourable to the progressive worldview. I thought this was another example of the same. But I underestimated the vindictive ingenuity of progressive journalists. All they had to do was keep hitting the "NATHAN COFNAS IS A RACIST" button, and enough people arrived at the desired conclusion that there's nothing to see here.

I assumed that, where the Guardian goes, the Journal follows. Maybe not.

You know it's over when you're a black autistic sociology professor who writes about intersectional issues, and not even the Guardian will go to bat for you.

A "death of despair" in either case.

I think Scott's reputation as one of the all-time greats is almost wholly unearned. Alien is a masterpiece and Blade Runner is brilliant, but aside from those two, can you name a third film he directed which rises above the level of "pretty good"?

Black Rain? It was okay. Gladiator? Haven't seen it in full since I was a child, remember thinking it was pretty good. Ditto Black Hawk Down. Matchstick Men was elevated by a predictably great Nicolas Cage performance, but was ultimately a pretty shallow and predictable conman movie. The Martian was a lot funnier than I expected it to be, but I watched it for a second time a few months ago and found that I didn't enjoy it nearly as much as the first.

Obviously there are stacks of other films in his filmography I haven't seen, but of those I have, none are even approaching the standard set by Alien.

Wake up babe, new euphemism just dropped.

I must have watched that movie five times and I never noticed that. I might suggest putting the third paragraph in spoiler tags for people who haven't seen it though.

Terribly sad. Of course it was good to see him exposed for cheating and lying, and he made the right move by resigning his post, but I certainly didn't wish ill upon him. He may have lied and cheated, but to the best of my knowledge he never really hurt anybody.

I once stayed in an Airbnb where the host provided coffee and freshly baked scones every morning, probably the nicest Airbnb I've ever stayed in. But in general, you're right.

Well, some genes certainly are "good" in the sense of an objective value system. If given the choice, no one would choose a genetic predisposition to schizophrenia or ovarian cancer. All things being equal, people without such genetic predispositions are genetically superior to people with them.

In terms of beauty, progressives believe that what people find beautiful is contingent and socially constructed. This is true up to a point, and yet there are obvious commonalities in what's considered beautiful between vastly disparate cultures. Show me a culture where the average man finds middle-aged women more sexually desirable than women in their early twenties, or in which short men are seen as more desirable than tall men, and then we can talk about how malleable beauty standards really are. In pretty much every culture, most straight men are attracted to young petite women with symmetrical faces, healthy BMIs, narrow waists, wide hips and large breasts, while most straight women are attracted to tall men who are older than them with symmetrical faces, strong jawlines, wide wingspans and broad shoulders. (The fact that so many of these traits are clear proxies for reproductive fitness seems so obvious as to hardly even be worth mentioning.) Black guys place a larger premium on big asses and Asian men place a larger premium on slimness, but if you were to find the ideal female physiognomy (as rated by straight men) for every country in the world and compare them, I daresay they'd exhibit far more similarities than dissimilarities.

One of the ways Scott demonstrated the lunacy of the "social model of disability" is by pointing out that being blind would be disadvantageous even if one got stranded on a desert island, in which the concept of "social accomodations" simply wouldn't apply. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, with the corollary that being beautiful is only socially advantageous if there are beholders around to behold you. If you were stranded alone on a desert island, it wouldn't make a blind bit of difference if you were a 2 or a 10. But the nearest equivalent thought experiment is: if Sydney Sweeney was teleported to another part of the world completely at random, would she be seen as more desirable than the average woman there, and could she convert that into social capital?

Beauty standards do vary from culture to culture, but my guess is that Sydney Sweeney would be considered unusually desirable in just about any culture in the world. This seems as close to "good in the sense of an objective value system" as makes no difference. Stranded alone on a desert island, being sighted is always preferable to being blind. When moving to a new town where you don't know anyone and barely speak the language, a petite young woman with a symmetrical face, healthy BMI, narrow waist, wide hips and large breasts will always have an easier time of it than a woman with none of these traits. I mean, is this even controversial? What's the difference between "my appearance would provide me with a competitive advantage in essentially any social environment" and "I am objectively attractive"?

I could see you liking Clutch, Eyehategod or Crowbar, and probably a lot of bands in the "stoner rock/metal" wheelhouse, although I'm not very knowledgeable about that subgenre. Possibly the Mastodon album mentioned above (this song should give you a feel for it).

It occurred to me the other day that there might well be people who don't know what "BnB" in the name "Airbnb" means.

Fair.

It's a difficult question to answer, as the genre has become enormously stylistically diverse over the last four or five decades. Of the nineteen metal albums listed above, I think only five used blastbeats in any capacity, and only seven could be described as "technical" under even the most generous definition of that term. (Paso Inferior sounds downright primitive, like the guitarist only learned how to play the day before.) Maybe if you tell me some non-metal bands you like, I can recommend some albums that might serve as gateways.