Thursday, March 19, 2026


U.S.A. Out of the Gulf.

 



I fear the narcissistic power personality crisis disorder will be global and permanent. 

 




 Three pictures of late morning. Still no word from the place where Trudy died. We saw a peregrine on one fire escape and I saw a merlin on the other one. The air is polluted today at whatever number it is. We don't need to look at parts per million in the midst of a global genocide.



 Everyone can be replaced with someone else.


 Borges, huh, ok but what about Kentridge? Well, yeah, that's in my small stack, but I also got Joe Brainard on hold. 


 The whole body of the sentient world is cheering for the Trumpanyahu-Epstein epic fury regime's failure. The fear now is the epic fury regime will go nuclear. Meanwhile, a peregrine hawk came to the fire escape as the Obamachron goes on.

Wednesday, March 18, 2026


 Four days since Trudy died, and not a word from the place. The place does not care. The place makes a lot of money and they don't care.