Yesterday a new Hefty Legend was named champion of Fat Bear Week. For the last bunch of summers I've kept the bear cam on in the background the way my grandpa used to listen to AM radio. It's a real good time. Here's something I wrote about it a couple years ago. www.mic.com/impact/bear-...
A salmon twisting in a bear’s jaws shouldn’t be this hypnotic, but here we are.
A fuck-up rich kid who gets old, withered, bald, a much younger second wife, in and out of financial scams and then buys a pro franchise, because if you are rich enough your midlife crisis can be even grander than a convertible, and anyway you're a *champion*, you are a winner and a beloved boy.
I wrote about the rough time that Ding Liren has had since winning the World Chess Championship, which was an excuse to write about the rigors of elite competition, social media and AI, and the human condition. hugemantis.medium.com/ding-liren-i...
There were signs that something might be troubling Ding Liren before he had even won the World Chess Championship. At a press conference…
In every interview I've seen with John Fisher he is such a limp, nervous, & uncomfortable guy. He is simply not built for any of this. That he was a wash-out loser as a businessman & an incurable abscess growing off his family name is evident in so much of his behavior, his instincts, his ambitions.
I’m as proud of Flaming Hydra as anything I’ve ever worked on. www.kickstarter.com/projects/the...
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Watching so many people get some kind of erotic, Hollywood thrill in the "genius" of the pager bombs is really some of the most terminally deranged shit I've ever seen.