Your mother is problematic. Your father is problematic. Your son is problematic. Your aunt is problematic. The cashier at the local Tesco is problematic. You've probably bought a cookie from a bakery made by hands that have done unspeakable things. Every chocolate bar you've ever eaten has probably killed a 7 year old child slave in Cameroon. The gas that drives your car is fueled by engines of death. Every person who has ever smiled at you in the streets has committed some act that if you knew about it, would make you profoundly dislike them.
We have all been bad, small, petty, unlikeable, cruel, downright mean. Authors are not special "problematic" beings, they're just more public. Part of being an adult is recognizing that without mercy for our fellow human beings, and ourselves, we'd all be condemned to death. Reading fiction should help us understand that we're all irreparably tainted with evil, every system is corrupted, every line is broken.
And like, that's okay. That's what it means to be alive.
Next week's historic commission will hear plans to demolish this 1930s house on Cesar Chavez
This and the few adjacent empty lots at chicon were recently sold so will likely get redeveloped soon
The graffiti mixed with the upscale french fashion ad goes hard
We didn’t “lose” physical media.
We walked away from it.
The shops still exist. The discs, the vinyl, the collections, all still there waiting.
Streaming is easy.
Owning something is meaningful.
If you miss it… support it.
I’m just gonna say it: YouTube’s AI captions absolutely reek.
I have moderate hearing ability. I feel terrible for the deaf that also have to put up with this half-ass slop.
We don’t have to live like this.
We have got to do something with all the parasitic marketers that follow our elders around. I received none of this junk mail before my parents used my address.
It seems the marketers follow the elderly and it’s disgusting.
@WalkerATX@fox7austin Austin used to have its own culture. It’s been hollowed out and sold off to the highest bidder that also cares nothing for “Keep Austin Weird”
I was asked how many generations live in my house. I had to think for a moment but 3. 3 generations. I think I’ve attained the old family dream. Grandparent living alongside grandchild, learning from one another.