Our News Team @ 11 with host Snot Flickerman

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Cake day: October 24th, 2023

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  • Write to the nth power, the n - 1 power, write with slogans: Make rhizomes, not roots, never plant! Don’t sow, grow offshoots! Don’t be one or multiple, be multiplicities! Run lines, never plot a point! Speed turns the point into a line. Be quick, even when standing still! Line of chance, line of hips, line of flight. Don’t bring out the General in you! Don’t have just ideas, just have an idea (Godard). Have short-term ideas. Make maps, not photos or drawings. Be the Pink Panther and your loves will be like the wasp and the orchid, the cat and the baboon. As they say about old man river:

    He don’t plant ‘tatos
    Don’t plant cotton
    Them that plants them is soon forgotten
    But old man river he just keeps rollin’ along

    A rhizome has no beginning or end; it is always in the middle, between things, interbeing, intermezzo. The tree is filiation, but the rhizome is alliance, uniquely alliance. The tree imposes the verb “to be,” but the fabric of the rhizome is the conjunction, “and. . . and… . and. . .” This conjunction carries enough force to shake and uproot the verb “to be.” Where are you going? Where are you coming from? What are you heading for? These are totally useless questions. Making a clean slate, starting or beginning again from ground zero, seeking a beginning or a foundation—all imply a false conception of voyage and movement (a conception that is methodical, pedagogical, initiatory, symbolic…). But Kleist, Lenz, and Biichner have another way of traveling and moving: proceeding from the middle, through the middle, coming and going rather than starting and finishing. American literature, and already English literature, manifest this rhizomatic direction to an even greater extent; they know how to move between things, establish a logic of the AND, overthrow ontology, do away with foundations, nullify endings and beginnings. They know how to practice pragmatics. The middle is by no means an average; on the contrary, it is where things pick up speed. Between things does not designate a localizable relation going from one thing to the other and back again, but a perpendicular direction, a transversal movement that sweeps one and the other away, a stream without beginning or end that undermines its banks and picks up speed in the middle.






  • Ackshually, most Apple varieties are patented.

    Apple companies put in tons of effort in developing new varieties, and to keep control of their “intellectual property” they patent them.

    Here, for example, is the now expired patent for the “Apple tree Cripps Pink cultivar.”

    https://patents.google.com/patent/USPP7880P/en

    So, sadly, not actually open source unless you’re dealing with a variety with an expired patent.

    Further, traditional apples grown in the “Johnny Appleseed” type of way (from seed) resulted in mostly inedible apples, which is why things like the alcoholic beverages Apple Cider and Applejack were so popular at the time.

    These days, to ensure apples are indeed tasty and edible, as well as tasting the same every time, they are generally clones much like bananas, instead of grown from seed.



  • Musk clearly never had a shred of dignity because of that story where he was thrown down a flight of stairs for making fun of another childs father’s suicide. He was not yet a teenager then, even. Hard to grow up with dignity with the type of father who would marry is own step-daughter after raising her.

    Zuckerberg we have less evidence for his youth and teen years, but by college he was building a site that was originally meant to rate how attractive women were, a la the Hot or Not of days of old. He would go on to say of the people who entrusted their data to him: “People just submitted it. I don’t know why. They ‘trust me’. Dumb fucks.” That scene from The Social Network where the girl wants him to know women don’t like him not because he’s a nerd, but because he’s an asshole is also relevant.

    Bezos’ Amazon has literally always had a history of being so brutal to its employees that they famously cried at their desks, all the way back to pre-2010. Bezos has always been like this. His adopted father Miguel Bezos was likely a wealthy “refugee” from Cuba, running because, well, he couldn’t handle a world where the poor were on the same level as him. Further, before meeting Bezos, his mother had serious issues with alcoholism and separated from Jeff’s biological father who actually sounded pretty cool in some ways, as a guy who played unicycle hockey and tried to get into circus performance art.

    Trump was similarly broken by his parents at a young age. Fred Trump was arguably worse than his son because he was actually halfway intelligent, but he taught Donald every terrible thing he knows. Trump’s lack of dignity or personal reflection is related directly to Daddy Issues.

    None of them ever had a chance to grow up with a shred of dignity because they grew up in wealthy households whose parents pushed fucked ideologies on them early on.


  • My favorite memory of the Bush years was in 2008, around June, and I saw a “These Colors Don’t Run” sticker that had been on this dingbats truck for so long… the colors had indeed run and the flag was barely visible.

    It was early in the morning, the truck was parked, no one was around, so in meme-of-the-time fashion, I whipped out my sharpie and scrawled “O RLY?” on the faded ass sticker.