"Wandering Boy" by Randy Newman does something like what you're describing.
This may be the most Dutch thing I've ever heard. (I'm Dutch.)
I did not say money is capitalism. But I will say creating a new currency without first abolishing capitalism will just lead to more ways to do capitalism.
Both things can be true: cash is a scam and so is crypto. The reason I despise crypto is because they just reinvented capitalism, when the old one was working just fine (in the sense that capitalism is not a broken system: it is functioning just as designed, benefiting the ruling class). So now we've got two ways they're scamming us.
Thicker hips without HRT?
Hey y'all, transfemby here. I've yet to start HRT (not sure I want to rn), but I really wish I had thicker hips. Today was a shitty dysphoria day about it, and it made me realize how bad I want this. Do you have any recommendations on how to achieve wider hips (and/or hourglass shape) without HRT?
Again giving some love to this emerging genre botanica. This record is such a cozy, hopeful vibe.
"Warm organic arrangements shatter icy electronic chatter to form clear sonic artworks."
"The US two-party system functions like a ratchet, with the Republican Party steadily pulling public policy and permissible discourse to the right while Democrats, in seeking to acquire power by chasing the political center, serve as a mechanism that prevents policy and discourse from shifting back."
Best description of the Dems' role in the shifting of the Overton window.
The cyclist, who suffered a broken nose, was initially treated at the scene by the ambulance driver.
A Host for All Kinds of Life by Green-House
Excerpt from the album notes:
In an era of rampant, man-made climate chaos, “solastalgia” (the longing and distress experienced by individuals as a response to environmental change/degradation) has emerged as a useful, semi-viral concept — a catch-all term for the pervasive sense that the world as we know it is far from well, and only growing less so. But, for many of us, a problem, a trap, an ineffable hollowness, exists at the very crux of this concept/premise: how can we mourn (or even sense the loss of) that which we have never known? Especially for lifelong urbanites estranged from nature, who nevertheless grasp the severity and complexity of the problem—how might they remember? How might they mourn? Perhaps indirectly—that is to say, in an exploratory and non-dogmatic fashion—Green-House, a project birthed by Olive Ardizoni and now officially a duo project featuring long-time collaborator and confidant, Michael Flanagan, seeks to address this gap in understanding.
https://green-house.bandcamp.com/album/a-host-for-all-kinds-of-life
しりべつのほとりにて by phritz
This emerging genre called botanica/petalcore feels very solarpunk to me.
https://phritz.bandcamp.com/album/-