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the letterboxd review, a hybrid literary genre equally born of the recipe blog personal essay and the desire to receive reddit gold,

the part of BDSM that is catholic isnt the part where you spank people and put them in cages it's actually the elaborate social scaffold of consent and concensus which is an outpouring of scholastic liberal modernity and a continuation of the iconographic project (making mysteries explicit, thus corrupting them). stepping on trade's dick can still be protestant. it can still be protestant

that landlords feel comfortable stipulating "no overnight guests" in ads is a little much. we've let them get too comfortable!

i consent, she consents, but we still need to ask the guy who's "been meaning to" patch up my drywall?

Ripley's What If I Didn't Go Home and Just Kept Driving

Sometimes the cruelty is just a happy accident of the rent-seeking behavior

"Assume ignorance over malice" sure but assume profit motive over ignorance too

i made a low effort scan of donna tartt’s afterword in ‘we have always lived in the castle” by shirley jackson in the folio society edition. enjoy :)

unfortunately none of the preeminent contemplatives throughout all of recorded history have taken the extra step of engaging in placebo-controlled double-blind studies to determine whether meditation is actually real. so we have to rely on anecdotal data at this time

smoking my bong i equipped with an eject button and someone knocks at my front door only to hear the faint yet distinctive thud of a body hitting the ceiling

"the meteoric rise of--" oh the rise was meteoric? like the things that famously crash downwards? into the earth, extinguishing life? is that what you think 'rise' means?