»Three hundred people left The House that Jack Built. I think that’s very good, and it wasn’t Cannes.«

Now this spectral city will become the site for execrations and lamentations, now time itself will disintegrate and void itself…

“The thing about punk is that you’re allowed to talk about anything. Kids can talk about whatever they want. There’s nobody saying, ‘No, you can’t do that, it’s not punk.’”

Strangeness is everywhere, but strangers are only where we define them.

A stupid tweet by a nobody, meant as a parody, somehow goes viral and the internet offers up death threats.

When it all burns you’ll know – a writer was there at the first…

“If you love your family, you want family abolition for them!”

Iggy showed the error of human existence, the breathless nearness of death, and the lure of fun and action. He was like a much better-looking version of Schopenhauer.

It is human selection that turns a machine selection that is meaningless because of its compilation criteria into a (potentially) meaningful narrative.

The programs “sense” how the clients function, but not because AI is becoming more human—rather because clients now function as generically as programs.