Needs one more square on the right-hand side saying "YES".
Thankfully I'm avoiding most noisy university-sophomore politics in my content, whenever it pops up I quickly prune it out of my content feed.
Currently, the four main subjects on my watch history are particle physics, cosmology, Gobekli Tepe (and everything related to those ancient Taล Tepeler people), Sumerian cuneiform writing (courtesy of the extraordinary Professor Irving Finkle).
But to keep things on topic, I regularly have to block suggested channels and videos that start straying towards clickbait controversy, "Is Science Dying?" and "The Image NASA Doesn't Want You To See!", that sort of bullshit.
The goddamned algorithm, and those that feed it, it's mindlessly relentless constant mechanism, and I hate it, but there is so much treasure among the brushes and poison ivy one has to keep on hacking at, with the proverbial digital machete. There is so much legit gold in there.
But make it the Montemayor one, Part 1 being from the Japanese perspective, taking us along for a wild ride inside the fog of war.
The level of quality narrative is nothing short of outstanding.
Josef Slygazhvili
Well I'll be gol-darned... there ain't nothin' new under the sun anymore.
But at least I arrived at it independently... or did I? Maybe I saw this Bernie meme some months ago and forgot about it, but my subconscious didn't.
I can almost hear the cheesy "tough guy" slang of the time...
"It's coitans for you, Rocky, ya hear me? Coitans!"
"Step on it, Rocky, they're right behind us!"
"You'll never take me alive, copper!"
It says "breakfast", yet it also seems like it's still dark outside.
The faces do feel like it's 5am or something, who knows if they've even slept yet.
Oh my god, this new unexpected, poignant context takes the whole thing to another level.
However: the painting looks pristine compared to the room it is hanging in, so maybe it was placed there long after the building (the entire town, maybe?) was abandoned, for the photo. If so, it was a master stroke, as this image tells several profound stories on several simultaneous levels.
I'm trying to put this... thing, into words, and the one term that keeps on swirling in there, like Jupiter's red spot it won't go away, is spicy maths.
Maybe the turbulence was inside us all along / the friends we made along the way.
Then Einstein and Bohr broke everything again. Then Dirac and Feynman put it back together again. Now, we've basically got it all worked out...
accidentally