Talk about looking at the past with distorting rose-colored glasses!

Hey, Imaginary Percentages, cool!

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To generate Complex Demographic on a Cartesian plane.

While filming Citizen Kane, director and star Orson Welles likened making a movie to playing with a toy train set, and that playful inventive spirit shines all throughout the movie.

They commodified it and sold it back to Satan on a t-shirt.

Oh yeah? Well I can see colors!

Just look at the guy… he’s carrying ALL of the Ace Hardware bling!

These stairs, if not an A.I.-generated image, were designed and approved by true-blue, card-carrying entropists.

RADIO RAHEEM! THAT’S THE HYPE, YO!

I’ve always been into freeform radio stations that color outside the lines, college stations like WPRB from Princeton, WFMU from NY/New Jersey, KFJC near the Bay Area, etc., have discovered a ton and a half of stuff that’s way off the beaten path and has caught my ear.

Here’s a good example I picked up around twenty years ago from KFJC, it could have been any one from too many choices to count, but for some reason this was the first song to pop into my mind right now.

If memory serves, I believe it’s a field recording taken in the Sahara Desert, a nomadic people from around Morocco or Tunisia, and can only imagine the magical environment, close my eyes to try and visualize the crisp dry Saharan air at night, a large bonfire, the sky exploding with stars above, and this trance-inducing, mystical chanting.

Halima Chedli Ensemble - “Touhami Dikr”.

Are these real stock picture models like Harold/distracted boyfriend, or are they AI-generated?

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Back in the 90s and pre-internet, I knew nothing about numbers stations. One time I borrowed my dad’s hefty portable radio, which he used for listening to Vin Scully doing the play-by-play of Dodgers games, but it was the off-season, so I took it for a few months.

Back then I lived in a cabin right on the edge of my town, and I’m a night owl, so I was utterly alone one night at around 2am, when I came across one of these numbers stations right in the act of doing its’ thing with a robotic female voice, just for a few minutes before regressing to static noise.

The whole experience spooked me, it stayed with me. On subsequent nights I scanned the dial again and again, to see if I could stumble across this thing again, but I never did catch it live again. It was years later that I found The Conet Project website and finally knew what the hell that transmission was about, sort of.

Nancy…
Adam…
Susan…
Nancy…
Adam…
Susan…

HELLOOOO TULSA OKLAHOMA!!!
TONITE I’M GONNA ROCK YOU TONITE!!!

137 times more powerful than the Electromagnetism you try and use to tear them apart, behold the Strong Pasta Friendship Force!

“But why?”
“Because we have to stretch the goddamned season from 12 to 24 goddamned episodes, that’s why. We have to go back because we have to burn airtime meandering in pointless circles, that’s why. That and Mystery Box™️!!!”

For a long time it was Huevos Rancheros, but that got nudged into the #2 spot when I discovered Eggs Benedict.

Where’s that bottom image from? I can’t place it, but if I was a betting man I’d say that’s from the flash-forward in the finale of the penultimate season of LOST, when the doctor is back in the real world, popping pills and swigging Jack Daniels.

In other words - everything she accused the “others” of being.
What was it that she called them, again? I can’t be bothered to look it up, let’s see if I can remember…

Empathists? Philanthropists? Something like that.

EDIT: altruists!

I’m afraid they might be a whole bunch of oldies but goodies:

2001: A Space Odyssey.
The Empire Strikes Back.
Miller’s Crossing (the third movie written and directed by the Coen brothers, from 1989).
A Bridge Too Far (from 1977, a sprawling, star-studded epic about the Allies and their costly, ill-advised and ultimately unsuccessful Operation Market-Garden in WWII).
A Bout De Soufflé. (Godard’s seminal French New Wave cannon blast).
From Russia With Love.
The Spy Who Loved Me.