Link Log 13
2026-04-26
Blake Whiting is perhaps the most prolific historian of our time. You're never gonna believe how he does it!
Okay, so I thought the whole Artemis II thing was kind of stupid and didn't pay any attention to it, but this article changed my mind on it a bit. Yeah, once you go outside of Earth, you reach the upper limitations of everything we know, do, are, feel, think, and whatever other all-encapsulating word you want to say. Do we really have to send rockets up to the moon and spend billions of dollars to figure that out? Apparently yes. The thing with poetry or art or whatever all-encapsulating word you want to say is that all of experience will always be right behind our eyeballs. I get wanting a sense of wonder, of wanting to explore and further understand being-in-time, but I don't know man, just spend all day by yourself doing nothing; it achieves the same thing.
The Onion finally bought InfoWars and they publish the breakout story on 4/20. Something in me wants to say "yay! That's so cool!" But honestly, like, what does it do for anyone? What does satire really accomplish anymore? I'm so exhausted with people thinking that irony is the only means to say something true in the face of propaganda. Can't someone be funny and not have to make a broader cultural point about it? Or just be stupid for no reason? The world's broad definitions of truth are in and of themselves bullshit because we have this consensus now that truth is this fluid thing. It's fucking not, okay? Fuck the Onion. Fuck science. Fuck sex-positivity. Fuck transcendental humanism. Fuck comedy. Fuck any spectrum and continuum you can think of. Fuck moral relativism. Fuck renegades. And most importantly: fuck you, the girl reading this.
An interesting article about little red dots at the far edge of the universe. The author speculates that they could be "baby pictures" of a supermassive black hole, but these observations are so new that no one can come to a straightforward conclusion. Tsk tsk, typical astrophysicists.
This guy built a 1:2,400 model of New York City out of glue, acrylic paint, and balsa wood. He works as a truck driver and over the course of 20 years, created a piece of art so astonishing it got to be put in a museum. This is the dream right here. All that stuff about being famous or whatever is absolute trash when you look at something like this. Stuff like this makes me want to stay alive, just a bit longer.
Sick set from edv3ctor. Post-punk techno. Get with it, skids.
This article had me at India. But after reading it, something about it feels fishy. Wired is obviously infiltrated with glowies, but it seems to me the baited reaction is so weirdly placed temporally speaking. Really, as I'm going through this week's log, the anti-AI sentiments are growing; and if it's like any trend or movement of ideas, it's to manufacture a narrative to serve someone's interests. My theory: when Anthropic openly refused to let the Department of Defense use its models for piloting drones, that's right when the anti-AI sentiment started really boiling. Clearly, the sub-vocal feud happening between Trump's administration and the transcendental autists in Silicon Valley is getting a bit more dicey. The glowies think that if they can get enough people to hate this stuff, they'll stop using it enough to give the feds leverage to twist these corpos' arms enough to let them do their bidding. You guys know about the subterranean data centers they built back in 2013, right?
Have you been Klages-pilled yet, Anon?
Frank Hurricane: The Last Folk Singer. The true embodiment of Modern Americana; I look forward to listening to some of his music.
HowToBasic is still going at it, guys. He taught me how to make a cheese sandwich this time. Thanks, HowToBasic!
Skub means "push" in Danish. Fun daily puzzle game. Push a ball and boxes to get the ball to hit a target.
Where Hope Goes To Die: Don't worry guys, it's not some sad article or documentary. It's a new release from heavy metal band Despite Exile. Listen man, if hope is dead, then Italian metal lives on, okay? This was a good album; it's got a solid mix of death metal and metalcore, enough to give any metal fan particular to a certain subgenre enough to feel satisfied. What, you haven't been keeping up with the Italian metal scene?
Having a slow afternoon? Here's a playlist from rare phonk to get you through it.
Clearly I've been on a music discovery kick lately. Always a joyful time to have that in my life. Anyway, check out this Memphis rap mix. I remember seeing this stupid shit a while back and learned the lore behind this meme. In Memphis, the way they say "shorty" is "shota" and the latter just so happens to be the same word used to refer to a Japanese term I'd rather not explain here. Man, internet people are so fucking disgusting. Not me, though, Anon. I'm cool.
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