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imagination (1963) - harold ordway rugg

"chekhovs cat / schrödingers razor / occams gun"

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WHY COULDN'T IT HAVE BEEN HOBBY LOBBY

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honestly most of the Superman (2025) "discourse" just feels like

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Poverty IS a policy choice. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise.

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Tax the rich. Abolish Citizens United. Recognize the class war. Respect all labor.

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For info good juice

When a Character Is Grieving Someone They Never Got to Say Goodbye To

✧ They talk about the person in past tense… then correct themselves. Then stop talking entirely.

✧ They touch things that belonged to the person like they’re fragile, sacred, about to disappear.

✧ They hoard the last voicemail, last message, last anything. Play it. Don’t play it. Just knowing it exists hurts enough.

✧ They leave something untouched, an empty seat, a half-packed bag, a coffee order that isn’t theirs.

✧ They get irrationally angry when someone else seems to be “moving on.” As if forgetting is betrayal.

✧ They don’t let themselves cry all at once. It comes in pieces. Like they’re afraid too much grief will drown them.

✧ They over-apologize. For being quiet. For being distant. For not being okay.

✧ They become hyper-aware of time, dates, anniversaries, time zones, the exact moment everything ended.

✧ They get superstitious. Ritualistic. As if doing things "right" might reverse something.

✧ They smile when they talk about the person. But it’s brittle. And it never quite touches their eyes.

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No children are allowed in the Library of Congress.

It's not that kind of library.

In other words...

You are being lied to

again

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