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Actually I wouldn’t be surprised if Musk launches a conservative news network with Carlson as its head. Coz we are in that kind of world now.

Oh, I thought he was jailed. I guess big hopes. The motherfucker will find a home in Newsmax or OANN and elevate those pieces of shit. Plus its not like Fox is running out of vile assholes still at helm.

Yo what the fuck is wrong with Indians?!

> [Yet again: Man held for urinating on NYC-Delhi flight](
http://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/articleshow/99736995.cms?utm_source=contentofinterest&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=cppst)

Wont be surprised if all airlines stop service alcohol to India bound flights. Maybe its not such a bad thing, and i am saying this even as a person who likes drinking on flights so I can actually sleep. But jesus this is getting ridiculous.

Oh no *Indian Matchmaking* and *Sima from Mumbai* are back for a third time just when we thought we had run out of bad shows to binge on.

You know all the while I was reading *tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow* I had the image of Ian and Poppy in my head. I don’t know if the characters from the TV show inspired the book or the book inspired the TV show but the similarities in how the relationship between the lead characters evolve over time is so similar yoh could argue one has copied from another.

Twitter is a great example of Stockholm syndrome playing out in real time at large scale. It truly is fascinating how much bullshit people can endure because they can’t get off it.

Finished *Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow* this afternoon and honestly even before I hit the mid point I knew it was going to be a movie because it read like one. One nit against all these newer authors I have is all their books invariably read like movies. While I greatly greatly enjoyed the book, felt it tries to do much and didn’t need to be movie-ish. But still a very lovely book!

Did some research and now my goal this spring leading into summer is build a pollinator garden for which I have a perfect spot that we didn’t know what to with.

Very interesting and I definitely to investigate more into this [www.washingtonpost.com](https://www.washingtonpost.com/climate-solutions/2023/04/22/long-grass-helps-bees/)

> The ‘no mow’ movement could transform our lawns

This year I am trying to read more books and slowly go back to my younger self who used to be a voracious reader up till mid twenties. As I am reading books today I am slowly realizing even though I was going through books one after another, I dont quite remember any of them anymore. I mean its been almost two decades all right, but I was hoping I would remember broad story arcs of those books, and I am coming up short sadly. Is this normal?

I keep saying *Love in the time of cholera* , *One hundred years of solitude*, *The Uprooted* and more are some of my favorite books ever (yes, I am partial towards books that spans generations and time), yet if you ask me what *is* the story of those books I am stumped. I don’t remember. All I remember is absolutely being in love with those books *then* and thats the memory I have, not the content of the book itself!

Now I feel like I have a choice. I *could* go back and re-read those books again? Why not read *Asimov* again? Or *Rohinton Mistry* whose books I used devour (as grim as they used to be)? Or *Salman Rushdie* who’s *Midnight Children* and *Shame* gave me so much joy? Heck, I don’t even remember majority of *Freedom at Midnight* or *O Jerusalem* anymore.

Yet I am afraid that if I go back and re-read those books I might end up hating them now and I am not sure if I am ready for it. I am no longer the same person that I was two decades ago. I fear that the same books that brought me joy once may annoy me now and I might end up hating them, and even worse hating *myself* for ever liking them in the first place!