Louise Watkins 'couldn't believe' the incident at the Principality Stadium's Tom Jones and Stereophonics concert
"Those are the headlines.... by God, I wish they weren't."
Seth Daniel's Death Spaniels. I like it.
People like to talk about the “epistemological crisis” brought about by the Internet, but sometimes it feels more like an ontological crisis, a rend in the very fabric of being itself, as if we are on the verge of entering a Who Framed Roger Rabbit-world where cartoons will walk among us. A game-show host billionaire president beloved by Nazis living in a dark tower with his name stamped on it in Midtown? A Black rapper turned Hitler-lover? An army of electronic trolls” that use frogs and toads as their ensign? It’s all getting so stylized as to approach caricature.
People register this sense of reality-breakdown all the time in different ways: following the news, it’s become cliché to speak of an invisible writers’ room composing a kind of show.