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Here are the cliffnotes: people are idiots, sometimes, on the internet. Unbelievably galling idiots. Men sledge other men, men harass and demean women, women harass and threaten other women, and women bully men. This is the sad fact of our nature as proved over and over by history’s greatest ongoing social experiment, the world wide web. This tendency for people to be disengaged from their brains when they hit ‘post comment’ as though they were a cockroach poisoned by one of these horrifying wasps, was once succinctly captured in this web comic, which so far for brevity, has not been surpassed.

A *Very* Informal Chat With Geoff Barrow of Portishead

I wanted to ask you how the [charity] soccer game turned out that you guys played a couple of weekends ago?

Yeah, it was really good. We raised a lot of money for the childrens’ hospice and stuff, and Daddy G, Roni Size played and a few proper football legends were there, and the weirdest thing: Kelsey Grammer was there.

No way. Frasier was there?!

Frasier was there.

Did he score a goal?

No, he didn’t play. He was just there. 

Of course!

elmolikesthings: About ten years ago I had root canal surgery in the chair at the dentist. Shortly thereafter I was in hospital with the onset of septic shock. It was the worst thing, just about ever. I woke up with bruises on my chest from where the surgeon had had to use his knee to lever my jaw open, which had started to lock. In any case I tell you this story because a) the dentist, fucking go there if you can before it gets to that point, and b) because the only good thing to pluck from this crucible of horror was this fantastic hallucination I experienced as the anesthesia took hold: I saw myself standing in an enormous, mist-filled green field looking into a tree line. All around me I could hear the envelope of silence, an almost audible sound of silence, which was suddenly broken when a band of horses thundered out of the trees towards me. I felt their wake brush me as they came within inches of my body while I stood there motionless and unafraid. A band of white horses, just like these. Except not from the sea, obviously. Then they were gone and silence returned until I heard the surgeon say, “bone-stretching.” After that it went back to horrifying, but the horse thing was, I think, the only truly transcendental moment of my life.  thisanimalisawesome:

elmolikesthings:

About ten years ago I had root canal surgery in the chair at the dentist. Shortly thereafter I was in hospital with the onset of septic shock. It was the worst thing, just about ever. I woke up with bruises on my chest from where the surgeon had had to use his knee to lever my jaw open, which had started to lock.

In any case I tell you this story because a) the dentist, fucking go there if you can before it gets to that point, and b) because the only good thing to pluck from this crucible of horror was this fantastic hallucination I experienced as the anesthesia took hold:

I saw myself standing in an enormous, mist-filled green field looking into a tree line. All around me I could hear the envelope of silence, an almost audible sound of silence, which was suddenly broken when a band of horses thundered out of the trees towards me. I felt their wake brush me as they came within inches of my body while I stood there motionless and unafraid. A band of white horses, just like these. Except not from the sea, obviously.

Then they were gone and silence returned until I heard the surgeon say, “bone-stretching.” After that it went back to horrifying, but the horse thing was, I think, the only truly transcendental moment of my life. 

thisanimalisawesome:

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