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The Year of Glad
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Man literally looks like a goddamn Boglin.
The grotesque visage of a Boglin, a goblin-themed rubber hand puppet from the 1980s with garishly colored skin, deep wrinkles, and misaligned eyes.
November 15, 2025 at 1:41 AM
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A diagram from the patent application on a patent owned by Sony for a TV where ads won’t stop playing until the viewer stands up and yells the name of the brand in the ad.
November 13, 2025 at 7:24 PM
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It’s not impossible to come up with a fun pitch for a public domain Betty Boop horror movie. That just wasn’t it.
November 12, 2025 at 12:40 AM
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He probably has the city of Chicago confused with the band. A lot of those guys had pretty long hair, back in the ‘70s.
A group photo of the band Chicago, taken in 1971. All seven of the guys have hair that’s between neck and shoulder length.
November 5, 2025 at 7:39 PM
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Sockeye salmon are kind of blue-ish when they’re out in the ocean.
A woman wearing red rubber gloves and a blue rain jacket holding a sockeye salmon in its ocean coloration: a blue back and a silver belly.
November 5, 2025 at 2:27 AM
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Charged for exercising your right to free speech? You’re in good company.
A photo of Eugene V. Debs.
October 29, 2025 at 5:08 PM
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The meme with two muscular arms clasping hands in solidarity. Text over the one arm reads, “Is a hot dog a sandwich?” Text over the other arm reads, “Is a burrito a sandwich?” And text over the hands reads, “This thing,” referring to the tortilla-wrapped hot dog from Cait’s post.
October 29, 2025 at 3:31 AM
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Or, to put it another way: this is the weather station on top of Mt. Washington. It’s anchored to the ground with chains so it doesn’t blow away.
A photo of the weather station on top of Mt. Washington in New Hampshire. It is an old wooden two-story building, attached to the ground with three heavy chains to keep it from blowing away.
October 29, 2025 at 3:08 AM
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The problem is that Blake doesn’t believe in dinosaurs, so they don’t believe in him, either.
A clipping from an old parody newspaper article about baseball players. This is a section about former Mets left fielder Mookie Wilson, which says “When I'm in a slump, I comfort myself by saying if I believe in dinosaurs, then somewhere, they must be believing in me. And if they believe in me, then I can believe in me. Then I bust out.” There is also a black-and-white headshot of Wilson in his Mets uniform, smiling.
October 29, 2025 at 2:50 AM
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I know, right? They’re trying to squeeze a bunch of development grant money out of the state, too. Bunch of ghouls.

There’s a little zombie museum, and a bust of Romero. Hope they end up somewhere decent.
October 26, 2025 at 12:04 AM
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George Orwell, in “The Road to Wigan Pier”:
Trade since the war has had to adjust itself to meet the demands of underpaid, underfed people, with the result that a luxury is nowadays almost always cheaper than a neces-sity. One pair of plain solid shoes costs as much as two ultra-smart pairs. For the price of one square meal you can get two pounds of cheap sweets. You can't get much meat for threepence, but you can get a lot offish-and-chips. Milk costs threepence a pint and even 'mild' beer costs fourpence, but aspirins are seven a penny and you can wring forty cups of tea out of a quarter-pound packet. And above all there is gambling, the cheapest of all luxuries. Even people on the verge of starvation can buy a few days' hope ('Something to live for' ', as they call it) by having a penny on a sweep- stake. Organized gambling has now risen almost to the status of a major industry. Consider, for instance, a phenomenon like the Football Pools, with a turnover of about six million pounds a year, almost all of it from the pockets of working. class people. I happened to be in Yorkshire when Hitler re-occupied the Rhineland. Hitler, Locarno, Fascism, and the threat of war aroused hardly a flicker of interest locally, but the decision of the Football Association to stop publishing their fixtures in advance (this was an attempt to quell the Football Pools) flung all Yorkshire into a storm of fury. And then there is the queer spectacle of modern electrical science showering miracles upon people with empty bellies. You may shiver all night for lack of bedclothes, but in the morning you can go to the public library and read the news that has been telegraphed for your benefit from San Francisco and Singapore. Twenty million people are underfed but literally everyone in England has access to a radio. What we have lost in food we have gained in electricity. Whole sections of the working class who have been plundered of all they really need are being compensated, in part, by cheap luxuries which mitigate the surface of life.
October 24, 2025 at 4:14 AM
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It’s not their fault! They heard the threads here were full of illegal aliens and wanted to see whether it was true.
Artwork of a sexy Alf, muscular and shirtless in all his glory.
October 17, 2025 at 11:27 PM
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This one opened me up to all kinds of different things I’d never previously encountered or considered.
This image is the cover to the album “Casa Babylon” by the band Mano Negra.
October 16, 2025 at 10:25 AM
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A screenshot of the fictional Bodega Bay Inn from the Puppet Master film franchise, portrayed here by a scale model of Castle Green in Pasadena, California hanging from wires in front of a seaside cliff to create a forced perspective illusion.
October 11, 2025 at 3:37 PM
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From the old TOS. Singal distributed the private medical information of a minor, related to their transition, without their consent.
October 3, 2025 at 6:29 PM
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Hell yeah, brother. My viewing for tonight:
The movie poster for “The Lair of the White Worm,” a typically restrained effort from director Ken Russell.
October 3, 2025 at 1:00 AM
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So as to not copy your answer, this is another black-and-white movie that really stuck with me:
A screenshot from the 1962 movie “La Jetée” by Chris Marker. The protagonist and his girlfriend are visiting a hall of taxidermied animals in a museum, and in this shot, he is looking at a preserved shark, frozen forever with its mouth open in a baleful grin.
September 24, 2025 at 2:56 AM
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A screenshot from the 1990 movie “Hardware,” showing the movie’s robotic antagonist. It has a skull-shaped head painted in the pattern of an American flag, little red glowing eyes, a slender multi-jointed neck like one of those desk lamps, you know the kind, and various lengths of black hoses and tubes connecting its bits together.
July 11, 2025 at 1:15 AM
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On Reddit, reading the airplane story about him:
Image text follows: Half an hour into a New York to London flight, passengers in business class noticed a woman with a crying baby being brought through the curtains by a flight attendant. They looked on in mild horror as they saw the attendant direct her into an empty seat next to... James Corden. Expecting a huge celebrity hissy fit to kick off, Corden's cabin-mates were impressed to see that he didn't say a word or make any sort of complaint. He simply put on a pair of noise-cancelling headphones, pulled an eyemask over his eyes, and turned away from her to sleep. Image text follows: Pretty decent of him, right? When the plane landed though, passengers were surprised to see Corden remain seated as the woman with the baby struggled to open the overhead locker. And even more surprised when she turned to Corden and said "For fuck's sake can you at least hold the baby while I get the bags down?" The woman was his wife. The baby was his baby.
July 11, 2025 at 1:07 AM
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It was a deeply stupid time, and it’s difficult to articulate how disappointed I am to see it all happening again.
A panel from the Bush-era comic book Ultimate Captain America, written by Mark Millar, wherein Cap, looking deranged amid a world of blood and fire, bludgeons someone to death with his shield while screaming, “Surrender??!! You think this letter on my head stands for France?”
June 19, 2025 at 1:20 AM
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The flip side of that, though, is that Quitely not being able to make deadlines meant that we also got some terrible Igor Kordey art during that same run. No hate for Kordey because they gave him about fifteen minutes to draw the whole issue, but man is it ever ugly.
A page from New X-Men #124, where there’s something very wrong with the faces. Everybody looks like they drowned some time last week and just got pulled out of the river five minutes ago.
June 18, 2025 at 2:57 PM
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In the interest of completeness, I dug out my copy of the Biographical Encyclopedia of the Negro Baseball League. There isn’t a whole lot more info in their entry for Mr. Jackson, but for what it’s worth, here it is.
May 21, 2025 at 4:33 AM
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A photo of the man himself. He certainly doesn’t look like a bozo.
May 21, 2025 at 4:24 AM
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Nice to see that he’s made a smooth transition into adulthood.
A panel from a Jack Chick tract, showing armed, delinquent teenagers in the hall of a high school, wearing shirts and tattoos promoting sex, drugs, and evolution.
May 3, 2025 at 9:46 PM