I also wonder if, despite all efforts to pretend the Covid pandemic wasn't real and if it was it was exaggerates by woke alarmists, a critical mass of people remember a virus that didn't care about your feelings. Or your credit score. Or how popular you were on social media.

...This photo of Ant with the Headless Chickens in 1990 is by Jonathan Ganley; the Headless Chickens story is by Russell Brown.
Our thoughts are with his family, and many friends. 2/2
www.audioculture.co.nz/articles/inc...

I wish I knew so I could make sure it never happened again. But it really is so on-brand for out cultural moment that three men took that material and turned it into a smirking load of faux-subversive camp that didn't even have the courage of its nastiness.

That's an interesting read... but if I think OF EWS as a Christmas movie I think of it as more of a collective catharsis where your frustrating and exhausting holiday season is nothing compared to a really horny Tom Cruise failing to get his high bourgeois patriarchal spite itch scratched.

Isn't this one of those "If you have to ask..." things?

While at the same time, "My DMs are wide open to any lefty rat-fucker who wants to kiki and spill some scalding hot tea. Hurry up - my keyboard doesn't interview itself."

If my memory serves, one reason it took so bloody long to get an Ikea here is that corporate has a very long and detailed check list for store sites - including access to public transport. 350m from a train/bus station is ideal.