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As the Americans learned so painfully in Earth’s final century, free flow of information is the only safeguard against tyranny. The once-chained people whose leaders at last loose their grip on information flow will soon burst with freedom and vitality, but the free nation gradually constricting its grip on public discourse has begun its rapid slide into despotism. Beware of he who would deny you access to information, for in his heart he dreams himself your master.

– Commissioner Pravin Lal, “UN Declaration of Rights

This audio was playing the first time I saw the Modigliani painting tumblr just removed from my blog.  in the video someone ripped the painting across the breasts and hips.  tumblr also censored the Kroisos Kouros, a photo of me in a diaper putting a stethoscope on my little brother, also in a diaper, and a fresco from Pompeii featuring a fully-clothed Zeus Pantocrator.  k.

I finally asked my boss directly if he was hitting on me or not and he said he was just a supporter of the LGBT community.  which is probably why he wanted to share our bed at the conference, keeps singing savage garden songs to me, and sends me pictures from the beach and changing rooms.  whatever.  I’m not gonna make an ass of myself so that’s the last I’m worrying about this.  

in other news I may get to visit a shinto shrine for a new year ritual with a non-repressed poly vegan restaurateur and former tattoo artist and drag queen conversant in postcolonial theory and comparative religion.  as much fun as this combination of flirting and gaslighting has been I think I’m ready to stop wasting my damn time.

Go, said the bird, for the leaves were full of children,

Hidden excitedly, containing laughter.

Go, go, go, said the bird: human kind

Cannot bear very much reality.

Time past and time future

What might have been and what has been

Point to one end, which is always present

T. S. Eliot

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Dearly beloved, I present to you Svetlana Cartophelovna, a Boston Terrier mix with a 1000 yard stare. She has exactly enough nose to get your hand onto her head and no more, though it took her a day to stop hiding from me and two days to wag her tail. Her pagh is strong.

Bf brought her home “to meet and see if she’s a good fit” and had crocheted her a blanket that matched his hat before they fell asleep together on the couch. I’m just going to go ahead and accept that this dog is probably going to end up with SAT prep courses and tennis lessons.

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