i lowkey fuck with how there’s no jobs and rent is infinity money and food is infinity money and fun activities are infinity money and every kind of side hustle is completely flooded and everyone’s angry and mean all the time
farcical, repeatedly trying to get medical experts to say this guy’s head might have gotten chopped off by accident, failing to do so, and just pushing that story anyway and there’s nothing anyone can do about it
Been in a dour, dark mood today and woke up from an ill-advised nap to my roommate blasting what I’ve discerned is music from “Epic: The Musical,” a 9-part musical retelling of The Odyssey popular on tiktok that sounds heavily Lin Manuel Miranda inspired
Surging sense of seeing this to [film] criticism. Critique (and “critique”) as a token of financial capital overshadowing any real engagement or thought that may or may not be present. Just thinking
I should really restart and finish that book on architecture x financialization. The thesis, that the Financial / Capital aspect of arc. has at this moment in history completely eclipsed the artistic, cultural, and practical aspects, seems applicable to basically everything