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I'm actually a lot in love with Starbuck

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Sainsbury's Basket Contents

-A tin to carry allotment stuff in 

-One can of tomato soup

-8 Durex Extra Sensitive condoms

-12 Packs of Panini World Cup 2014 stickers.

Yeah, figure that night out, Nectar Card people

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Owl John is Scott Hutchison, Andy Monaghan & Simon Liddell. More info at: http://owljohn.com John is a homeless. John is a priest. John is a witness. John is a beast. John is a weirdo. John is a thief. John is a wino. Listen, bleed, weep. HOLY SHIT FRIGHTENED RABBIT SIDE PROJECT YES

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One of the best articles about racism I've ever read. It's not about the language, but the banal discrimination of the systems in our life.

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Shove yer vintage cupcakes up yer arse.

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We're all broadcasters now

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Depeche Mode - Corrupt. Anyone know a sexier song?

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I only ever watch porn for the soundtrack.

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Career illusionist Teller (of Penn & Teller) is cooking up a re-imagining of Shakespeare’s “The Tempest” using freaking MAGIC!

Read the heck out of this story.

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Vladimir Tyurin - Intellectual Market (1987)

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The tagline from a recent ad for the ubiquitous Beats by Dre headphones is “Hear What You Want.” This is quietly revolutionary. Today, for the first time in human history, we are not only able to break down the components of what makes a noise noisy; we’re also able to control sonic inputs at the level of the individual human. We’re able to customize our lives with music and podcasts and videos that stream to our ears alone. These playlists are often so intimately calibrated to our desires that even the errant sight of someone else’s soundtrack displayed on a screen—that guy on the bus clicking on to Mumford and Sons’ “I Will Wait”—can seem like a fairly extreme violation of privacy. Earbuds and headphones, though, don’t simply give us access to personalized soundtracks; they also filter out external noises, transforming sound waves from something implicitly communal to something stubbornly personal. As Trevor Pinch, a professor of Science and Technology Studies at Cornell, put it to me: “Sound has become more thing-like—it’s become more mediated by technology.” We may not have earlids; earbuds, however, get us pretty close.

Exactly a century and a half after Charles Dickens and Charles Babbage waged a war on noise, The Atlantic's Megan Garber explores how digital technology is transforming our relationship with sound in a gorgeous feature article.

(Also: Hurray for the reinvestment in long-form journalism!)

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Documentary name idea #1

The Age Of Self

About how the internet is turning us all into narcissists and that. Done by some fusty old dude. 

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Jokes I Wrote #1

I have an inferiority complex and a superiority complex at the same time. They're both battling for my ego.

I'm an incredible piece of shit. 

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I don't know why I love this tumblr so much but I do

#4eb186

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People still think of critics only as those writers who are telling you whether or not you should read a book or see a film or purchase an album. Bullshit. The role of the critic is, for me, about connection. How many books have you read that no one else you know has read? It happens to me all the time. There are simply too many books, too many authors, for any two people to have read the same exact list of works. How sad to let all your thoughts and feelings about a given text languish. Well, that’s where critics come in. Through them, I can finally have an enlightened conversation about literature. The critic becomes a stand-in friend so that I can contrast my response to a book against theirs.

In reviewing Dani Shapiro’s Still Writing: The Perils and Pleasures of the Creative Life (one of 2013’s best books on writing and creativity) and Wendy Lesser’s Why I Read: The Serious Pleasure of Books, The Rumpus's Jonathan Russell Clark offers a beautiful meditation on criticism itself.

Relatedly, some time ago I wrote about the role of the critic as a celebrator for Harvard’s Nieman Reports.

(via explore-blog)