The adoring young children of the BBC’s kindly old animal lover “Uncle Max” would surely be surprised to discover he spent most of his life
I asked him if he had a diagnosis He said “breathing” I told him I could totally relate to “Leave Me Alone” That sometimes I
I’m a fan of high-minded analysis of low culture. Chuck Klosterman’s early work comes to mind. Or maybe Overthinking It. So for me, it’s a
“I knew being good at something, and I knew brotherhood.”
Some form of life could have developed electromagnetic communication technology, or even near-lightspeed travel, flourished for a million years, died off a million years ago, and we still won’t hear from them for another million years .
No, there’s never anything on, because there’s not supposed to be. Except for the tube itself, of course.