*Warning: The first word in this post is “fuck.” *Disclaimer: Attempts at humor are the spawn of anxiety. Fuck AI. This title is my truth. I feel a sickness seething and simmering (like half-inch slices of super-firm tofu, seasoned salt, and olive oil, cooked for six minutes in a George Foreman grill) with anger and … Continue reading Impending Doom, the Midterm Election →