Sam Zucchi

Kid was born two weeks before Sinner Get Ready was released, and Perpetual Flame of Centralia became the only song that reliably soothed him. We listened to the album at least once a day for 18 months as a result.

Update on a previously reported story.

I mean, the mimetic nature of the echoes does neatly mirror the way in which all of these creatures take their lead from Trump.

"God made the ox to eat grass and the lion to not" which is why my toddler can bite me but not the other way around.

"The Lord gave (toddler goes to sleep at 7:30 p.m.) and the Lord hath taken away (toddler wakes up at 6:00 a.m.). Blessed be the name of the Lord"

It's got to be Richard III:
"I, that am curtailed of this fair proportion,
Cheated of feature by dissembling nature,
Deformed, unfinished, sent before my time
Into this breathing world scarce half made up,
And that so lamely and unfashionable
That dogs bark at me as I halt by them—"

In his Storm before the Storm, which covers the same period, you can see Duncan re-evaluate his opinion and portray the Senate response to the Gracchi as their attempts to roadblock necessary change in order to protect elite privilege.

Lawyer Murdered Client in 2013 to Delay Start of Her Divorce Trial, Prosecutors Say Prosecutors said the former lawyer, Gregory J. Moore, 51, had also sought to avoid court dates by feigning illnesses, getting into a car crash and calling in bomb threats.

whomst among us hasn't had a trial date creep up on them

Good morning I have listened to Annie Lennox singing The Holly and the Ivy a dozen times so far because my toddler demands only the strangest of vintages.

I wonder if you've ever read The Realness of Things Past by Greg Anderson? It's an attempt at historical anthropology on the ancient greek polis that gives a sense not exactly the day-to-day reality, but the perspective inside the heads of ancient atticans.

My toddler is going to swear some oath of eternal vengeance over this like Hannibal Barca did with Rome.

This new Canadian nationalism is playing with fire. Someone is going to ask for a "Canadiano with two shots of expresso" in Woodbridge and get reflexively murdered by a Nonno.

Always excited for the regular "Tarik and Andy talk about cultivating virtue" show.

Can't relate. Loved The Count as a kid and he still loves counting to this day.

I've been imagining a kind of Plutarch-like pairing of Alexander with Elagabalus in that both might best be understood as aesthetes put in positions of political power where they are truly able to exercise their creative vision.

Going to use this platform to record all the bowdlerized versions of songs I've sung to the baby.

E.g., to Nick Cave's 'The Mercy Seat': "I hear stories 'bout the baby/He is fat and kind of lazy/drives his mother crazy/with his many cries..."

Ever read Cyclonepedia? It's in line with your discussion of weird nonfiction, but (i) an artifact of the mid-2000s War on Terror and (ii) presented as an academic discussion on fossil fuels as a lovecraftian entity engaged in a conspiracy against life.

Blood Meridian.

The baby has a bunch of "this animal makes this sound" toys, but the rooster is malfunctioning and the sound comes out like noise rock.

We will be leaning into this and teach him that all roosters greet the dawn by bellowing out Sonic Youth.

Et in Arcadia ego.