Honestly, this just feeds into all of my priors on the intellectual rigor of business books.

Personally, I have not spoken to a single American in the past 3 weeks (besides my parents) who plans to vote for Harris. You might say that's because I live in Ireland and my parents are the only Americans I regularly speak to, but I still think it's telling.

When I pregnant, they checked all my MMR immunity, and discovered I'd lost my immunity to Rubella. Which is not something you want to learn when your pregnant (It was fine, and I got my MMR redone 6 weeks after giving birth)

An Irish friend asked me to explain American student loans while we were drinking. I did my best, and his summation was "But that's still socialism! It's just inefficient, expensive socialism!"

I feel like you could make a very strange ghost story out of this fact.

I mean, The Muppets tried their best back in the day (this is from the Star wars Episode of The Muppet Show, which ends with everyone singing "When you wish upon a star")

Apparently not at the NYT. Just writing right into the abyss, over there.

Hell, I write policy papers for a non-profit, and even I hold out hope that someone, somewhere, will read what I have written and be even slightly influenced by it.

And I feel like Wuthering Heights should have ended about a quarter of the way through, as Lockwwod realised to his horror that this story would never end, and faked his own death or something.

Anvil, the band famous for not being famous (thanks to thr documentary Anvil: the story of Anvil), has managed to exist in some form since 1978, outliving many attempts at countries.