Well, your version of the quote makes you a schmuck.

The universe is not moral, you have misquoted the good reverend in that way. He wasn't Immanuel Kant.

And if you are not actively forcing the path of white supremacist society to bend towards justice, something it bends far away from naturally, you have no right to his words.

Today, the "moral arc of the universe" quote is no longer a sales pitch for antiracism and justice work; it has been made into a whitewashed platitude commonly used to insist on a blatant falsehood: that the moral arc of white supremacist society will lead to justice, naturally.

Martin wasn't like Malcolm. Martin, knowing full well the disaster of trusting the white moderate to any degree, or the white liberal, used this phrase to persuade them that justice work was natural, when otherwise white society believes that white supremacy is natural. Because there is no such arc.

Compatibility in commitment to the bit is very important in a good marriage.

But it's nice to see him allowed to, y'know, smile and not sound like a stilted American.

And then coincidentally I rewatched The Hobbit, and when that wasn't the right vibe, The Matrix ... and it's like "I think we underestimate how this guy specializes in weird."

Maybe the pervasive AI dogfooding is a sign I'm wrong, because billionaires are just rich, not intelligent, but the bottom line is not that capitalists are smart, it's that they ruthlessly pursue what works for their own interests, however short-sighted.

Capitalists are selling you a self-shitting bed they will not sleep in, but which makes it easier for them to devalue the labor that cleans and makes their beds, and consolidate their power over it, and us, still further. Someone will still be driving their cars. And if we die, we die.

Fascists don't want to lead the world. They hate and fear the world, and they want to isolate a tiny backwards fiefdom of their own to rule over, against everyone else, while declaring themselves superior and issuing threats.

(Maybe in two years, if we're all still here, change my handle to @theologylibrarian.)

(I am, to be clear, extremely fortunate in my superiors, I love them, they're great. One of them, briefly, was my wife. Is still my wife, just took the directorship as an interim. Because I was the last one left. And God willing, after they make me, briefly, my own boss, I will go for the MLIS.)

(Yes, it's my library, I'm now the last person on staff who remembers quite a bit about it, whose bridge hasn't been burnt yet, and who has spent the requisite amount of time operating it to know how things work. I just need administrators to work for me. The Miles Vorkosigan problem, y'know?)

(Decommissioned library computer labs, a fount of extra parts.)

Oh, yeah. She brought home a spare USB keyboard for the Dell, I still have it as part of my larger multi-monitor workstation setup. We have options, but a busted laptop is still a busted laptop, when it comes down to it. And she shouldn't have to work like that!

(The Acer Mac-alike I got to replace my Dell, absolutely no keyboard problems. Other problems, but not the keyboard. IDK.)