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El Laberinto del Mentiroso


     “Any white person who brings the element of civilization has the right to take over this continent.” -Ayn Rand

Here’s the recording of last night’s (2016-12-30) KNYO (and, three hours in, also KMEC) Memo of the Air: Good Night Radio show ready to download and enjoy.

Or, thanks to Hank Sims of Lost Coast Outpost, you can get it this other way, which you might like better because it offers an instant-play option and isn’t surrounded by confusing flashing ads.

Further, here are links to a few not necessarily radio-useful but otherwise worthwhile items that I set aside for you while putting the show together, found mostly thanks to the fine websites listed to your right:

Enjoy this optical illusion. Then the work starts: Try to think of at least three other things about your life that this is a good analogy of.

The gummi candy lifecycle in reverse. Spoiler alert: gummi bears are little pills of concentrated wholesale surprised death.

The subways of New York.

The end of the el.

Mobius train. Or rather 8-track-tape train. (This is how 8-track tapes and broadcast cartridges used to work, back in the stone age.)

The Ballad of Can Opener Bridge.

What’s the little droid carrying that’s so important?

And now her mother is dead, too.

Yes, the amphetamine-fueled entertainment of the 1950s /was/ athletic and impressive, but I’m thinking of Debbie Reynolds in Albert Brooks’ /Mother/. Here’s the scene that stuck in my mind: the part about the /protective ice/. For twenty years now, whenever I open ice cream or sherbet, I say aloud, “That’s just the protective frost.” (Because I misremembered it and only just discovered that now. Not protective frost, but protective ice. I’m still going to say /protective frost/; you can do it however you want to do it.)

Let’s do space shots.

50 Girls 50. The 1950s version of /Passengers/.

The interplanetary transport network.

Meanwhile, Jeff’s Earth. (Use the highest YouTube quality your service will play.)

A perfect nose for you.

“He’s roaring justice on wheels!!! And here it takes all of his speed and power to smash a racket in /dolls/!!”


Ah, ah, ah, ah, stayin’ alive, stayin’ alive.

Evidence for ghosts, the same way as a funny cloud or a rare recovery or three heads in a row is evidence of chemtrails or miracles or ESP.


Here’s another, quieter, more personal version of awesome. I’m trying to understand this young lady and her troubles and her struggle. Not quite understanding, but trying, and admiring her bravery. (I didn’t know breast binding was even a thing. I’d read about foot binding.)

Dr. Scott’s electric corsets.

The Hague Congress of 1872.

Alternatives to RBF (resting bitchy face).

What’s wrong with this picture?

And what’s wrong with this one?

And what’s real anymore?

Lonely cock.

The real circus.

Real bricks.

Gerver’s sofa.

A Maldivian escape. Like anyone any of us know can afford to stay in a place like that, or even to miss work for the time it takes to get to an airport to fly there. Not to mention the slaves belly-dancing for them and rubbing their oiled bodies and arranging their precious artisanal meal micro-dioramas and servicing the /swimming pool on stilts over the glass-clear seawater/.

And fuck off, Jesus, the webcomic series.


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