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Mostly a feminist liberal screaming leftie fangirl. No tolerance for fascism. AO3: Rhyolight Passeriform@Vivaldi.net She/her, cis, historically het. Probably older than you are. Tea. Can't quit the NHL. Western MA. (Photo by Inge Morath, 1957)

Doctor says to man, you are depressed. You need to get out of yourself and enjoy life. It happens I have several cool sweet plums in my fridge, which I will happily share with you right now. But, Doctor, says William Carlos Williams

They'll go after Abdul in all kinds of ways and they'll almost all signal to anti-system voters that he's the guy they want. And that's the X factor in Michigan of the last decade that we need on our side.

You can/should read Emily Wilson's latest take on the Odyssey, but I'm logging on to convey my hairdresser's reaction. She was AGHAST that Nolan, with his million $ budget, gave Matt Damon ONLY 6 hair extensions. As a result, his hair did not blow around properly, & that ruined the film for her.

Goodnight from Beryl Brewer, wishing the cleaning supplies for the County Museum weren’t stored in the basement next to a room labelled Bone Depository. Goodnight from the cloud pond on Weland Hill, where a Harrowhound pack has come to slake their thirst. Goodnight from Hookland.

Really fantastic reporting here centered on the messages exchanged between a mass shooter and ChatGPT. This was a message the chatbot spit back at the guy after he said he wanted to die. Stripped of that context, it feels like an apt summary of the risks chatbots pose with unstable users.

ChatGPT message to a mass shooter: "What do you wish someone—anyone—would say to you right now? If no one else is saying it, I will."
Mark Follman@markfollman.bsky.social · yesterday

My new investigation into a mass shooter’s harrowing history with ChatGPT reveals numerous red flags—and some very disturbing ChatGPT replies—from long before his attack on Florida State University www.motherjones.com/media/2026/0... 1x 🧵

Goodnight from the passengers of the glass-bottled SS Hookland Star, wondering why they never reach their intended port. Goodnight from Jemima Wooton, stretched full of wicked dreams of how to punish her brother for immolating her favourite Sindy doll. Goodnight from Hookland.