The Never-Ending Story – This isn’t really sci-fi, but it breaks my heart because Falcor dies. I think he dies. Right? I mean really this movie is fucking weird if you think about it for a second. And it’s sad. So there’s that.
Pretty much everything that can be done within the medium of television had been done by 1970. The variety show, the family drama, the crime
I got sad the other day and it felt great. Obviously, the juxtaposition of these sentiments is counterintuitive and, I suppose, although it’s always trickier
(Contains profanity, sexual content, substance abuse.) It started with oxycontin. Well, the opioids started with oxycontin. I guess “it” really started with feeling like I
I hadn’t conceived of all of this forethought as a “plan,” but it seemed from the way they fast-tracked me up the treatment chain that it did indeed amount to such.
These are the two themes that coalesce while reading Command and Control: 1) The nuclear arms race was pure madness and 2) it’s incredible that there was never an accidental detonation.