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Ever make mistakes in life? Yeah, me too. Let's just make them into happy little beard spirit animals. See? They're beard spirit animals now.

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"...as we took the floor at the Catholic Club disco or the end-of-term dance, we didnβt hear any songs that talked about the slow attrition of mistaken commitment. Songs where the heart resembles nothing so much as a knob of lard tossed into a skillet and skittering around on the hot steel, squeaking and fizzing as it gradually diminishes to nothing." Thanks, John Burnside
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Can't get enough of this song. Thanks, Callum Dorris for recommending such a proper jam.
God of the "M" Train
βIf I were a woman living in New York City, Iβd never have the time to shave my legs.β
This is the first of many thoughts manifested in my frontal lobe.
I swivel my head around on a lazy Susan, spinning with possibilities:
Men with long hair, kissing women with short hair.
Vacuum cleaners in garbage bags.
βWhat would this look like from atop a tall building? Probably not much different than an ant colony, just more color and less productivity.β
βEveryone here has parents. They arenβt just here, rendered within this finite momentβββstand-ins cluttering my now. They were each created and cared for by other people. They wonβt just evaporate the moment we part. Theyβve existed and exist.β
I look around for eye contact. Trying to connect, to understand, to find here but we are all somewhere elseβ absent from the here and now. Replacing the present with premonition. Locked in on where we want to be, dead set on where it is we are going.
βRarely ever are we where we are.β
HereΒ is just a passing tone.Β NowΒ is a pragmatic particle on its way to the next word. This moment only happens to exist as something between two destinations. Itβs the dark flash of nothing beneath and between the burning afterimage ofΒ thenΒ and the materialization ofΒ there.
Standing up I cling to a greased metal pole with the closeness of a girl named Cinnamon and the familiarity of an NYC fire fighter.
I loosen my grip for a moment and pretend to be surfing.Β βCowabunga duuuuude.β
I make up stories for each one of my fellow passengers. I give them names. Iβve decided where theyβre going, why theyβre here and whatβs for dinner.
βDistance with the illusion of intimacy is a dangerous form of self-delusion.β β
I am God of the M Train, at least for a few city blocks.
Itβs hot. The air is stagnant and oddly still for a place so restless with motion.
Exhales hang thick and heavy like a coal trainβs smog, weaving in and out, patternless like the melody of a Coltrane song.
Inhaling the detritus of some elseβs ignored and long forgotten time I wonder,βWas this air circulating for my father and his father to take in decades earlier? Am I breathing in what my ancestors breathed out?β
It tastes like primates trapped, and all types of friction. The metallic taste of my grandfatherβs lungs coats my tongue.
A lot of people look sad. Like,Β reallyΒ sad.
βDo they feel lonely like me, surrounded by so many people with no one to talk to?β
βItβs probably hard to feel important with everyone else always around. Maybe relatively small rations of βbehind-closed-door-importanceβ would be achievable here but not the variety youβd let out of the house. That kind is reserved for people who donβt ride the train. Itβs sheltered inside black Towncars headed uptownβwindows up and tinted. Itβs trapped inside small pockets and places maintaining its bigness by avoiding its own definition.β
Instead, I look around and imagine everyone on the day they bought the shoes they are wearing. For some that was hours ago, for others itβs been years. But, the small spark of joy, of a want fulfilled, of something new and all for themselves makes each one of them smile, and for a moment, for one tiny fraction of a second, not one of us is sad.

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First, an unexpected email from one of my favorite humorists/writers, John Hodgman, and now we're Twitter bros. While completely overplayed, I feel this is an appropriate occasion to use the term #humblebrag for the first and very last time.
Here's a brief and reasonable list of reasons why someone might find themselves in the Trans-Allegheny Lunatic Asylum back in the 1800's.
Loved that this week's episode of This American Life featured John Hodgman's piece on Flight vs. Invisibility:
John Hodgman
Flight versus invisibility? This question is only for you. Whichever you pick, you'll be the only person in the world to have that particular superpower. You can't have both. Which do you choose?
I started wondering about this a few years ago. I'd bring it up at parties, dinners, wedding receptions. It was more interesting to ask than where people worked or where they went to school, and clearly more fun to answer. Like a magic word, shazam, flight versus invisibility would instantly change an evening's character, opening passionate conversation and debate.
But what surprised me more was how quickly everyone would choose, as though they'd been thinking about it for a long time. Everyone knew exactly which superpower they wanted and what they would do with it. Their plans weren't always flashy or heroic. In fact, they almost never were.
Man 1
If I could fly, the first thing I would do is fly into the bar, check out what's going on there, fly back home. I would attach my baby to me and fly to a doctor's appointment at 11:30, fly right back. And then I think I would fly to Atlantic City.
Man 2
I would imagine, like, if it got around that I had the power of flight and it was a rare type of thing, I mean, there would definitely be flight groupies. I would imagine. So they're going to be just like, oh, yeah, I just slept with the flying dude. You know? People are just like, oh, score.
Woman 1
I'd go into Barney's. I'd pick out the cashmere sweaters that I like. I'd go to the dressing room. The woman says, how many items? I'd say, five. I'd go into the dressing room. I'd put those five sweaters on. And I'd summon my powers of invisibility in the dressing room. I'd turn invisible. I'd walk out, leaving her to wonder why there's a tag hanging from the door that says five, and no person inside.
John Hodgman
So you'd become a thief pretty quickly.
Woman 1
Immediately. Until I had all the sweaters that I wanted, and then I would have to think of other things to do.
John Hodgman
Typically, this is how it goes. People who turn invisible will sneak into the movies or onto airplanes. People who fly stop taking the bus. Here's one thing that pretty much no one ever says-- I would use my power to fight crime. No one seems to care about crime.
Man 3
I don't think I would want to spend a lot of time using my power for good. I mean, if I don't have super strength and I'm not invulnerable, then, I mean, it would be very dangerous. If you had to rescue somebody from a burning building or something like that, you might catch on fire.
Man 2
Just having flight I don't think is necessarily quite enough, because you don't have the super strength.
Man 4
I'd still be weak when I got there, I guess. I don't fight crime now, and people without superpowers do. Sure, in theory, yes. But you know, I'm not a-- I mean, what can I do with this? Either one of those is, you need a whole package. There's not much you can do with any one thing. I'd go to Paris, I suppose.
John Hodgman
That's not being a superhero.
Man 4
Well, maybe I could be a Going to Paris Man, that sort of a superhero.
John Hodgman
Going to Paris Man is not a superhero. And I have to say this drove me crazy a little bit. We are, after all, talking about superpowers. Why not take down organized crime, bring hope to the hopeless, swear vengeance on the underworld, if only a little bit?
I proposed a variety of sample scenarios along these lines, such as, how would you handle a mad genius taking over the Empire State Building, or a group of terrorists hijacking an overseas flight? And what I learned is, some people should simply not be fighting crime.
Woman 2
Well, first thing that occurs to me is, like, I would sneak up behind them very low with a knife that they didn't see and slice their Achilles tendon. Oh, no. I'd somehow shove a sock in their mouth or something like that, and wrap some tape around their mouth, so that they can't yell out. It might not be a sock. It might just be some napkins or something. I can't keep all of this in my head. I'd have to keep a bag full of stuff with me. Knives. Socks. Tape.
John Hodgman
Do you think you'd be tempted to enlist a teenage helper?
Woman 2
Um. You know, I think a helper would be good, a helper with a complementary power.
John Hodgman
There's no others, anybody else with superpowers.
Woman 2
Oh, it would just be a teenager hanging around me? No.
John Hodgman
People who consider invisibility always want to know, do I have to be naked? People who choose flight want to know, how fast? Almost all asked, who would win in a fight, Mr. Invisible or Flying Man?
And so I had to lay down some rules. Invisibility means the power to become transparent at will, including your clothing, but anything you may pick up is visible. Flight means the power to fly at any altitude within the earth's atmosphere at speeds up to 1000 miles per hour.
But even then, they start looking for loopholes, hidden catches, superpower fine print. They start negotiating their dreams with me.
Man 5
Now, when you're flying, if you're flying at 1000 miles an hour at 100,000 feet, are you comfortable? Do you get very cold?
Man 6
Let's say I'm in this room and I'm invisible. And I'm walking around this apartment and I'm invisible. Do I have to be completely quiet, or you guys will, like, hear my footsteps? Because that's a pain in the ass. And also, someone has to let you in.
Man 4
Can I carry someone? Can somebody go on my back?
John Hodgman
Can you carry someone on your back now?
Man 4
Little people. Little people, yeah.
John Hodgman
Then you can carry little people on your back.
Man 4
Done. Flight it is.
John Hodgman
This is all part of what I call the five stages of choosing your superpower. Sometimes this process occurs in just moments. For example, subject A, a tallish man with glasses, wedged into a cramped barroom corner, begins as they all do, with stage one, gut reaction.
Man 7
Initially, I would think perhaps invisibility.
John Hodgman
Next comes stage two, practical consideration.
Man 7
Because you have the ability to walk around work, perhaps show up at one point, and perhaps like go away for a little while, and turn invisible, and then come back and listen to what they say about you. You have the power to spy on your exes. And that would all be enlightening and fun and, in fact, a little bit perverted. And--
John Hodgman
You hear that doubt in his voice? That's the beginning of stage three, philosophical reconsideration.
Man 7
That would-- I believe it would immediately turn into a life of complete depression. You wouldn't be able to really share it with anyone, you know? And I know there'd be some problems with, like, the perversion thing.
John Hodgman
Stage four, self-recrimination.
Man 7
Invisibility leads you-- leads me, as an invisible person, down a dark path, because you're not going to want to miss out, when you're invisible, on-- you know, no matter how many times you've seen a woman naked in the shower, you're going to want to see it again, because there's always a different woman, right? And there's like a lifetime of that. And that's not acceptable behavior, no matter whether you're invisible or not.
John Hodgman
And finally, stage five, acceptance.
Man 7
Yeah, I'd have to go with flight.
John Hodgman
So who chooses invisibility and who chooses flight? In my experience, though there are lots of exceptions, men lean towards flying, women to invisibility. And many brood anxiously over their choice, switching from one to the other and back again. And that's because, more than the ability, say, to burst into flame or shoot arrows with uncanny accuracy, flight and invisibility touch a nerve. Actually, they touch two different nerves, speak to very different primal desires and unconscious fears.
My friend Christine chose invisibility.
Christine
One superpower is about something that's obvious, and the other is about something that is hidden. I think it indicates your level of shame.
John Hodgman
How do you mean?
Christine
A person who chooses to fly has nothing to hide. A person who chooses to be invisible wants clearly to hide themselves.
John Hodgman
Do you feel that you want to hide yourself?
Christine
I want to-- I'd like to not-- I'm not going to answer that question.
Woman 3
It all has to do with guile. Wanting to be invisible means that you're a more guileful person. If you want to fly, it means you're guileless. And I think the reason that I'm so conflicted about flying versus invisibility is that I have guile, but I really wish that I didn't.
John Hodgman
Flight is the hero-- selfless and confident and unashamed. And invisibility, the villain. Almost everyone I talked to called invisibility the sneakier power.
Man 8
Flying is for people who want to let it all hang out. Invisibility is for fearful, crouching masturbators.
Woman 1
First of all, I think that a lot of people are going to tell you that they would choose flight, and I think they're lying to you. I think they're saying that because they're trying to sound all mythic and heroic, because the better angels of our nature would tell us that the real thing that we should strive for is flight, and that that's noble and all that kind of stuff.
But I think actually, if everybody were being perfectly honest with you, they would tell you the truth, which is that they all want to be invisible so that they can shoplift, get into movies for free, go to exotic places on airplanes without paying for airline tickets, and watch celebrities have sex.
John Hodgman
Anyone faced with this choice, in their heart of hearts, will choose invisibility.
Woman 1
Yes. Or they have this sort of inflated, heroic, mythical concept of themselves, and that, in fact, they're not really giving it very much practical thought.
John Hodgman
In the end, it's not a question of what kind of person flies and what kind of person fades. We all do both. Perhaps that's why, when I put the choice to myself, I'm hopelessly, completely stuck. At the heart of this decision, the question I really don't want to face, is this. who do you want to be, the person you hope to be, or the person you fear you actually are? Don't rush into it. Think it over. Which would you choose?
He told me it was a "light bulb". I wondered to myself, "Is this a 5 year old's keen observation of the male thought process, or really just further confirmation that boys think private parts are funny to draw?"
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So, so, so good. That's it.
Original prints from the artwork frat accompanied the re-release of "Between the Heart and the Synapse", by @tinyatoms
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This song kills me every time. Absolutely brilliant and a must listen record from Jason Isbell, for sure. If you dig, I'd suggest checking out his interview with Terri Gross on NPR's Fresh Air podcast as well.

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