i still think “i really believe if there’s any kind of god, he wouldn’t be in any one of us but just this space in between. if there’s some magic in this world, it must be in the attempt of understanding […] the answer must be in the attempt.” is the best line in the history
Unpopular opinion:
I rarely meet men in real life who are as remarkable as the ones written in movies, but I constantly meet women who are far more impressive than the women movies give us.
found a tumblr blog (been my fav since) that shares photos of clutters whether it's a messy room, someone’s unfinished art project, or a pile of clothes strewn across the roof of a car idk i think there’s something beautiful that comes out of disorder. it’s a proof that we tried
when someone asks me to go out and i say yes without thinking about my crippling savings account because time is meant to be wasted with friends and money is meant to be spent and the world is meant to be experienced and life is meant to be lived
Swap the phones for newspapers and this is a subway photo from 1920.
A sociologist named Erving Goffman described exactly this in 1963. He called it civil inattention: the learned habit of acknowledging that a stranger exists, then pulling your attention back so you don't intrude on them. A quick glance, then you look away. In a space packed with people you will never see again, looking away is the courtesy.
It's the quiet contract that lets a few hundred strangers share a tight platform without friction. You signal "I see you, you're no threat, I won't bother you." Phones slotted neatly into that ritual. They are the most convincing prop anyone has ever had for performing it.
The newspaper did the same job for a century. Subway photos from the 1920s through the 1970s show entire rows of riders vanished behind broadsheets, every face covered, nobody speaking. Radio got blamed for ending conversation. So did the Walkman. So did the cheap paperback before either of them. Each new object inherited the same eulogy: this is the thing that finally isolated us.
Connection on a subway platform was always rare. Strangers waiting for a train kept to themselves long before anyone had a screen to disappear into. The phone's real footprint is at the dinner table and in the living room, the places where idle attention used to have nowhere to go and now always does.
The behavior in this photo is a hundred years old. The object in everyone's hands is the only part that keeps getting replaced.
sourness is such a huge cornerstone of filipino cuisine and this article indirectly addresses how by describing how the filipino palate came to be. good short read.
https://t.co/ezveVp9xt2
obsession making 100x its budget in 2 weeks and backrooms opening like this against a star wars movie… hollywood may never let anyone over the age of 30 hold a camera again