The implosion at Ripley’s reeks of Mozart.
In the gaping void that is the revenue model for English-language news content about unspeakable tragedy, there are lots of previously ignored feature story possibilities of potential benefit to Coffee or Die and Kyiv Post, but editors there have decided it is at best fiscally irresponsible – at worst it is thinking inside the box – to let such such opportunities be reported.
Malcom explains:
We all remember James from Day 29 and Day 3012.
If in the warzone of Ukraine your instinct is to cut loose and part with whatever pride you can salvage, then fair enough and on your e-bike. But know that in doing so, it’s entirely likely that elements of what attracted you to the other side of the burning bridge in the first place, and indeed all the reasons you even care enough to be upset in the moment, are going to congeal and ferment and blow spitballs at the back of your head forever3.
Unclear. Ambiguous. Anonymous. Classified. Day 345-ish (February 2, 2023)