[Kzyxtalk] Opportunities on Lousyworld.

[Marco McClean]

Subject: Opportunities on Lousyworld.

The recording of last night's (2020-03-06) Memo of the Air: Good Night 
Radio show on KNYO-LP Fort Bragg and KMEC-LP Ukiah is right here:
https://tinyurl.com/KNYO-MOTA-0375

The root canal on Wednesday went great. I didn't specifically request an 
all-woman endodontist team, because I didn't know I could, but that's 
what I got and was served well and gently and 
local-anesthetic-painlessly and perfectly competently and I'm fine, no 
surprises, thanks for asking. How are /you/ doing? And the kids? Oh, 
hmm, sorry to hear that. Sorry for your loss. I guess it's a little late 
in the game for you two to make more now, but the border army people 
have cage camps full of them, don’t they, that they rescue from the 
refugee criminals? Yeah, it is weird, but there they are, all 
housebroken and everything. All their shots. I'd imagine you could work 
something out. Yeah, good talking to you. My best to Karen. Take it easy.

Anyway,  at https://MemoOfTheAir.wordpress.com you'll find a fresh batch 
of dozens of links to not necessarily radio-useful but nonetheless 
worthwhile educational items I set aside for you while gathering the 
show together. Such as:

Video of why they dump all the fuel now before an emergency landing, in 
case you ever wondered about that.
https://boingboing.net/2020/03/05/when-nasa-crash-landed-a-jetli.html

To protect and serve. Say that out loud. (Click the sound on.) At least 
they served enough to not shoot the woman with the camera, at least 
there's that.
https://twitter.com/DrRJKavanagh/status/1235442619276288002

I've become used to this; it's get-over-able anymore except the earrings 
and the nose ring, which will never not squick me out, as you know, even 
if they're relatively little, as they are here. The makeup is only 
marginally weirder than anybody in any makeup at all. I mean, I can 
easily tell the difference between a little eyeliner-and-lipstick and 
this Princess Mononoke bloody-teeth mess, but it's not so much of a 
difference. It's like the difference between food with a bunch of icky 
fungus growing on it and food completely shot through and through with 
icky fungus, or the difference between random childish graffiti and 
childish graffiti obscured by some more graffiti on it till you can't 
even see the store sign anymore. But it's their body; they can do what 
they want with it. And I can wince and flinch away, and helplessly look 
again and wince again. And now I'm thinking: maybe this is what it feels 
like to have what they call a sexual fetish. Maybe I really want this 
and just can't deal with the feelings? ...Yeah, no. That’s not it. She 
looks crazy to me and I'm afraid of crazy people and it's as simple as 
that. I know that I must look crazy to some people, but I can't do 
anything about that, and mutilating my own flesh by hot-gluing feathers 
to my nose or sticking a clothespin through my tongue and/or 
paper-punching a zipper of earrings around one ear and painting greasy 
crap all over what’s left of my face is not going to help, I’m sure you 
will agree.
https://tinyurl.com/BlueBoogaBooga

On the other hand, this art is pretty cool, though I still would be 
afraid of someone dressed like these different animals and screaming at 
me, or of people dressed and painted like /anything/ and ganging up on 
someone and beating the bejeezus out of him for being unable to hold 
respectfully silent and still for an obviously-coming beat-down or 
taze-down or shoot-down for crossing a park five minutes after the park 
curfew, see above, and that's just one person in, what, eight billion 
now? So terrifying and fascinating at the same time. The space-alien 
archeologists who come too late to meet us, but not too late to recover 
our electronic records and video and strata of little plastic water 
bottles, tetraethyl lead, strontium-90, cryogenic cartoonist's heads and 
resource-war leftovers and ruins, will be /ecstatic/ about Earth. "What 
an interesting species," they will exclaim in their whistling/chittering 
language, assured of an eon of funding to unravel and endlessly 
interpret and re-interpret our mishigas, our brief candle, our finale 
rack, as Kurt Vonnegut put it... Ahem, right, sorry, painting, rerun:
https://www.boredpanda.com/amazing-animal-body-art/

-- 
Marco McClean, memo at mcn.org,
https://MemoOfTheAir.wordpress.com