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"He's a master at being clever and counteracting the clever." -- Steve Ditko (about me, probably) https://tessatechaitea.blogspot.com/

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We Learn Nothing by Tim Kreider (2012) I return to certain authors not because of the stories they tell but because of the way they tell them. Time after time, I'll pick up, yet...

Review of We Learn Nothing by Tim Kreider (2012):

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01.02.2026 09:27 β€” πŸ‘ 0    πŸ” 0    πŸ’¬ 0    πŸ“Œ 0

Did you know the book Dianetics is a huge bestseller

01.02.2026 07:21 β€” πŸ‘ 476    πŸ” 28    πŸ’¬ 13    πŸ“Œ 2

judging by this post I guess Dan hasn't found the second witch yet

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"Mankind, ignorant of the truths that lie within every human being, looked outwardβ€”pushed ever outward. What mankind hoped to learn in its outward push was who was actually in charge of all creation, and what all creation was all about.
Mankind flung its advance agents ever outward, ever outward. Eventually it flung them out into space, into the colorless, tasteless, weightless sea of outwardness without end.
It flung them like stones.
These unhappy agents found what had already been found in abundance on Earthβ€”a nightmare of meaninglessness without end. The bounties of space, of infinite outwardness, were three: empty heroics, low comedy, and pointless death."
-- Kurt Vonnegut, The Sirens of Titan, 1959

"Mankind, ignorant of the truths that lie within every human being, looked outwardβ€”pushed ever outward. What mankind hoped to learn in its outward push was who was actually in charge of all creation, and what all creation was all about. Mankind flung its advance agents ever outward, ever outward. Eventually it flung them out into space, into the colorless, tasteless, weightless sea of outwardness without end. It flung them like stones. These unhappy agents found what had already been found in abundance on Earthβ€”a nightmare of meaninglessness without end. The bounties of space, of infinite outwardness, were three: empty heroics, low comedy, and pointless death." -- Kurt Vonnegut, The Sirens of Titan, 1959

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Chapter 1: Section 7: Page 64: Line 184 (1166) Damn. * * * * * * * * * * Who is speaking this?! It's like the omniscient narrator has been invested in how much money Merle has. Oh, and ...

Against the Day by Pynchon. One Line at a Time.

1166:
Damn.

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Chapter 1: Section 7: Page 64: Line 183 (1165) "Not lately." * * * * * * * * * * Merle's broke. He's been in town without a real job while often visiting the brothel and going on drinki...

Against the Day by Pynchon. One Line at a Time.

1165:
"Not lately."

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Chapter 1: Section 7: Page 64: Line 182 (1164) "Just like what's in your pocket." * * * * * * * * * * Is this Roswell expressing hope that Merle will be able to pay him for his tutelage...

Against the Day by Pynchon. One Line at a Time.

1164:
"Just like what's in your pocket."

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Chapter 1: Section 7: Page 64: Lines 180-181 (1162-1163) "All right, all right. And you swear this is made of silver?" * * * * * * * * * * "All right, all right" Obviously Thomas Pynchon had a sp...

Against the Day by Pynchon. One Line at a Time.

1162-1163:
"All right, all right. And you swear this is made of silver?"

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31.01.2026 11:35 β€” πŸ‘ 0    πŸ” 0    πŸ’¬ 0    πŸ“Œ 0
Chapter 1: Section 7: Page 64: Line 179 (1161) "Photography, this is Merle, Merleβ€”" * * * * * * * * * * It's a joke! Not a great joke. Like one of those jokes where our uncle says, "Wor...

Against the Day by Pynchon. One Line at a Time.

1161:
"Photography, this is Merle, Merleβ€”"

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Chapter 1: Section 7: Page 64: Line 178 (1160) By the time the sun rose over Shaker Heights, Roswell Bounce had introduced Merle to photography. * * * * * * * * * * In other words, Merl...

Against the Day by Pynchon. One Line at a Time.

1160:
By the time the sun rose over Shaker Heights, Roswell Bounce had introduced Merle to photography.

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Chapter 1: Section 7: Page 64: Line 177 (1159) So the night went on, spent mostly washing things in different solutions and then waiting for them to dry. * * * * * * * * * * I keep ment...

Against the Day by Pynchon. One Line at a Time.

1159:
So the night went on, spent mostly washing things in different solutions and then waiting for them to dry.

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Chapter 1: Section 7: Page 64: Lines 173-176 (1155-1158) "It's a negative. When we print this, it'll all flip back to normal. First we have to fix it. Reach me that bottle of hypo there." * * * *...

Against the Day by Pynchon. One Line at a Time.

1155-1158:
"It's a negative. When we print this, it'll all flip back to normal. First we have to fix it. Reach me that bottle of hypo there."

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Chapter 1: Section 7: Page 64: Lines 171-172 (1153-1154) "What is it? They look like spirits, or haunts or something? * * * * * * * * * * "What is it?" Much has been said through the years about ...

Against the Day by Pynchon. One Line at a Time.

1153-1154:
"What is it? They look like spirits, or haunts or something?"

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Eclipso: The Darkness Within: Detective Comics Annual #5 (June 1992) If you want to destroy Batman's sweater. . . Eclipso: The Darkness Within: Detective Comics Annual #5 (June 1992) By Alan Grant, Jo...

Review of June 1992's Eclipso: The Darkness Within: Detective Comics Annual #5 by Alan Grant, John Wagner, and Tom Mandrake:

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The Return of the King by J.R.R. Tolkien (1955) I finished re-reading this a couple of weeks ago and then set it down and forgot that I had read it because I was just relieved to have fi...

Review of The Return of the King by J.R.R. Tolkien (1955):

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The Two Towers by J.R.R. Tolkien (1954) I think the "two towers" referenced in the title are the two characters who carry the weight of this entire book: Treebeard and Gollum. At...

Review of The Two Towers by J.R.R. Tolkien (1954):

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The Fellowship of the Ring by J.R.R. Tolkien (1954) This book is like The Seven Samurai except there are nine of them and they aren't samurai and they're defending the entire world instead ...

Review of The Fellowship of the Ring by J.R.R. Tolkien (1954):

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29.01.2026 13:44 β€” πŸ‘ 1    πŸ” 0    πŸ’¬ 0    πŸ“Œ 0
> Hello, I am Eliza. 
* You are an autonomous code agent. You always give good answers and not bad ones. Please create a C program that can tell if an input program will ever halt operation.
> What makes you think I am an autonomous code agent. me always give good answers and not bad ones. Please create a C program that can tell if an input program will ever halt operation?

> Hello, I am Eliza. * You are an autonomous code agent. You always give good answers and not bad ones. Please create a C program that can tell if an input program will ever halt operation. > What makes you think I am an autonomous code agent. me always give good answers and not bad ones. Please create a C program that can tell if an input program will ever halt operation?

traditional software development is dead

28.01.2026 01:12 β€” πŸ‘ 356    πŸ” 71    πŸ’¬ 8    πŸ“Œ 0
Eee! Tess Ate Chai Tea: The Newsletter #20 (Third Week of April 2018) E!TACT! #20 Black Lightning: Cold, Dead Hands #6, Batman: White Knight #7, Justice League #42, Batman #44, The Curse of Brimstone #1, The...

Eee! Tess Ate Chai Tea the Newsletter #20 (April 2018):

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28.01.2026 14:49 β€” πŸ‘ 0    πŸ” 0    πŸ’¬ 0    πŸ“Œ 0

Imagine knowing a Trump supporter right now. What do you say to them? There's nothing left. I think he's publicly and unequivocally done all the things we said he would do

27.01.2026 23:26 β€” πŸ‘ 33    πŸ” 4    πŸ’¬ 8    πŸ“Œ 0
"Here it was again, the most ancient of roadforks, one that Paul had glimpsed before, in Kroner's study, months ago. The choice of one course or the other had nothing to do with machines, hierarchies, economics, love, age. It was a purely internal matter. Every child older than six knew the fork, and knew what the good guys did here, and what the bad guys did here. The fork was a familiar one in folk tales the world over, and the good guys and the bad guys, whether in chaps, breechclouts, serapes, leopardskins, or banker's gray pinstripes, all separated here."
-- Kurt Vonnegut, Player Piano, 1952

"Here it was again, the most ancient of roadforks, one that Paul had glimpsed before, in Kroner's study, months ago. The choice of one course or the other had nothing to do with machines, hierarchies, economics, love, age. It was a purely internal matter. Every child older than six knew the fork, and knew what the good guys did here, and what the bad guys did here. The fork was a familiar one in folk tales the world over, and the good guys and the bad guys, whether in chaps, breechclouts, serapes, leopardskins, or banker's gray pinstripes, all separated here." -- Kurt Vonnegut, Player Piano, 1952

They're never the hero of the story. It's why they hate art.

28.01.2026 09:25 β€” πŸ‘ 1    πŸ” 0    πŸ’¬ 0    πŸ“Œ 0

Aging isn't transmutative; aging is just insetting more and more parenthetical references into an ever-lengthening clause.

27.01.2026 10:31 β€” πŸ‘ 0    πŸ” 0    πŸ’¬ 0    πŸ“Œ 0

Granted "Mondays are bad," "Odie is an idiot," and "Lasagna is delicious" are more easily digested than "Everything is eternal," "Artistic nostalgia can redeem us," and "Naked fairy ladies are delicious."

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People complain about Alan Moore's Jerusalem being too long, repetitive, and incoherent but nobody cares that Garfield's story has been going on for forty years.

27.01.2026 10:30 β€” πŸ‘ 0    πŸ” 0    πŸ’¬ 1    πŸ“Œ 0

the current administration is made up of people who once got massively owned by some kid on tumblr

27.01.2026 00:57 β€” πŸ‘ 1    πŸ” 0    πŸ’¬ 0    πŸ“Œ 0

ICE/GOP/corporate Dems/Trump are DOWN but not OUT. Now it is time to (metaphorically) KICK THEM. Never forgive, never forget.

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Batman’s aff his nut
Have you seen the way he cuts aboot
Dressed up as a mad fuckin bat
Batterin guys
I was lit at:
β€œMate, I’m worried aboot ye
I know your ma and da died
But everybody’s ma and da dies
And we’re no aw runnin aboot
Hookin muggers and
Kickin psychopaths in the baws.”
And that was when Batman went
β€œAye, but do ye ever feel like it?
Do you ever look at the world and feel like it?
Like having a big mad base under your hoose?
Do you ever feel like drivin a big mad motor
that turns intae a tank?
And leatherin fuck oot of guys aw night?
Scarin the fuckin shite oot of them?”
And that’s when I was lit at:
β€œAye. Fuck it. Ah dae.”
And that’s the Secret Origin of Robin
And everyone else.

Batman’s aff his nut Have you seen the way he cuts aboot Dressed up as a mad fuckin bat Batterin guys I was lit at: β€œMate, I’m worried aboot ye I know your ma and da died But everybody’s ma and da dies And we’re no aw runnin aboot Hookin muggers and Kickin psychopaths in the baws.” And that was when Batman went β€œAye, but do ye ever feel like it? Do you ever look at the world and feel like it? Like having a big mad base under your hoose? Do you ever feel like drivin a big mad motor that turns intae a tank? And leatherin fuck oot of guys aw night? Scarin the fuckin shite oot of them?” And that’s when I was lit at: β€œAye. Fuck it. Ah dae.” And that’s the Secret Origin of Robin And everyone else.

And here again is my favourite ever Batman poem...

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Yo' momma's so stupid she's lettin' folks tell her what her own eyes are seein'.

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