I am telling the universe to hire me to write Lost Season 7.
My probably unpopular opinion is that there are very few truly unanswered questions by the end of LOST but people didn’t like the way those questions got answered.
I will answer all your “unanswered questions” about LOST for the next 7 minutes.*
The incident created a temporal anomaly that made pregnancies unviable at a specific point of gestation, which Claire had passed before she arrived and Sun left before she reached.
Don’t use the slogan “votes for women,” it turns off voters we need in order to win.
“We Shall Overcome” is too inaccurate. Don’t say it. It could mean anything. What *policy* is it advocating?
People, “abolish slavery” doesn’t actually mean ABOLISH slavery, which is impractical and undesirable. It just means slavery REFORM, so say that. We need those suburban pro-slavery votes ... unless you don’t WANT more humane slavery??
Satisfaction of one need brings not peace, but simply the awareness of the next, a coffle of human demands constantly promoted, one after the other, to eminence.
When I was running, my need was rest. Once I was rested, my need was warmth. Once warm, I was hungry. Once full, thirsty. Quenched, the injuries I had performed upon my outraged body presented themselves again to me, and I found I needed rest once more.
Outside was the cold, and so I was led by my chain of need, heeled as a trained dog, up the spiral staircase behind the alter, seeking some manger to serve as a bed.
It seems not only extremely possible to never hire Rahm Emanuel for anything, but easy.
So many seem to think that Biden winning means the job is done, when the truth is "the job" isn't a return to the old normal, but radically reimagining government from what it is now to something that actually works for people.
We clearly have a lot of work to do.
There are also many who seem incapable of realizing that even the worst version of Biden is better than an unsurvivable 4 more years of Trump, but never mind; the worse versions of Biden are pretty damn bad and we must demand much much much better. We don't have time for bad.
Julius clears his throat. “How long has he been going?”—gesturing toward the confessional, where Tennessee is still prattling (Julius tries not to overhear) about the boxes, and the generations of love, and bird and spade, and his lost boy gone forever….
“Hours. Never have I been so glad for Monseigneur Ex. He was getting on Pretty’s nerves, and Biscuit’s, too. They were trying not to show it, but … well. They weren’t trying hard. I sent him into the box to work it out there.”
“Well then, thank Christ for Monseigneur Ex,” Julius mutters.
“Yes, Jules,” Nettles says—indulgently, but he can hear telltales of concern. “But you were just about to tell about whatever happened to you today—weren’t you.”
You don't need to actively want genocide to create genocide, you know. You just need to believe a series of propositions that that will lead there; that make such an end first possible, then likely, and finally inevitable, even normal.
Which they do.
Which is *why* they do.
Incidentally, this is a big part of why listening to Trump voters is a terrible way to understand what drives Trump voters.
Trump voters are, observably, people who purposefully have chosen lies.
People who choose lies also choose to lie to themselves about their motives.
THE LORD OF THE RINGS: THE FELLOWSHIP OF THE RING is, in my opinion, very good. ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️½
Another one (after Shawshank) where I went in sure I would enjoy it, but not sure I would enjoy it as much as I had decades earlier (and also with trepidations brought on by more recently experiencing the unfortunate Hobbit movies)—but I liked it, I really really liked it!
Very clearly a labor of love on the part of everyone who had a hand in it, and with almost* every decision well-judged. Impeccable casting. Those miniatures, those costumes, that music ... man. Magic.