It’s clearly not midsummer anymore, but my compatriots require full 72 hours to toast the nightless night, so the solstice celebrations are always scheduled to commence on a Friday to allow for this, so most of them are still celebrating. Wherever you may roam, enjoy this fleeting moment, try not to drown and rejoice as the days are already shorter than last week! November is around the corner!
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This could be the title of many blog posts, actually, but today’s focus shall be on why young, white, dead women hold such a fascination for us. Countless novels have a storyline of a “beautiful, young girl (college-age is best, because even when dead, she must perform both the roles of a sexual object and a virginal family girl) disappearing” and everybody being very worried and a national manhunt ensuing.
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Did you ever wonder what’s inside Bill Gates‘ brain? Me neither, but the good people at Netflix did, and studied this topic for a documentary called “Inside Bill’s Brain”. Yesterday, I stumbled upon this innocently-meant paean dedicated to the genius who eradicated polio and brought about the microcomputer revolution, and immediately hoped for a sequel. In the light of latest developments my interest in Bill’s brain has considerably increased.
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Summer sneaks up on us in many unpleasant ways, including having to share a park with joggers who wear tiny shorts. Even when, at closer inspection, said joggers turn out to be mere children in their early 30s and thus still capable of exposing their lower limbs, emotional distress is unavoidable and immediate. How can it be The Season again? How am I not prepared? Why am I not learning anything, ever?
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I’ve been rubbish at reading lately for no particular reason. Actually there are many I am sure particular reasons, but I drifted off some time ago and have had a challenging comeback to my usual devouring of almost everything that comes my way. It also seems that the less time I have for reading, the more I somehow manage to read.
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Everything is overdue: spring in Brussels, my blogposts. But then nothing interrupts my dolce far niente like the woke brigade performing another not-very-thoroughly-thought-out, yet very public character assassination/cancellation project. So I had to get up for this. In today’s edition: Coco Chanel was a racist. Chanel is racist brand.
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