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It’s A Goddamned Mirage, Charlie Brown

Die Hard Advent Calendar 31-Day Edition 1. John McClane 2. Fellow Passenger 3. Flight Attendant 4. Couple embracing at baggage claim 5. Argyle 6. Nakatomi Desk Clerk 7. Joseph Yoshinobu Takagi 8. Holly Gennaro 9. Harry Ellis 10. Ginny (Holly’s Assistant) 11. Lucy McClane 12. Paulina 13. Hans Gruber

1. So I have some thoughts on Trump's ass obsession, Abraham Lincoln, Sir Mix-a-Lot, Sigmund Freud, Norman O. Brown, disinhibition, cognitive decline, sublimation, Freudo-Marxism, Norman Podhoretz, Christopher Hitchens and a few other things.

(You can often change what the recipient knows; you may sometimes change what the recipient believes, but that is not something to depend on.)

But this is a problem that happens in life and in law: you can’t communicate so well and so precisely it changes what the recipient wants, and if you are dealing in the world of voluntary acts, there is no message that likely to change what has or will happen.

There is a house — I want to say in Brookline — which was purpose-built with a room where the suspected-deceased owner could be stashed, to await decomposition long enough for his family to be sure, before his burial.

I think the same anti-burial alive legislation was introduced annually for ten years or something in 19th century Massachusetts. Supporters included anti-embalming folks, the spiritualists who weren’t sure death was ever real at all, and opportunist grifters funded by rich true believers.

I am not a historian, nobody will even tell me what history is made of, or where it lives, but I often find it reassuring to think of how people feared being buried alive, formed political and social movements around that fear, and even demanded legislation to prevent it. Then it all stopped.

Kingfisher & Wombat@tkingfisher.com · 2mo ago

I know I ask for this at least once a year, but can some nice historian reassure me that the world has ALWAYS been this stupid?

I approached April with one project left to accomplish for work that pays me, and three projects left before I could start doing work ENTIRELY for myself. It’s October, and of the four additional projects I’ve been dragooned into, two are done, and I’m holding the product of one in my hand.