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Kanye put some DMs on Truth Social which suggest this was all coordinated with Elon...until it wasn't. He was also originally meant to just get a 12 hour ban, until he spun out of control. The sad thing is many are still going on about his brave, truth-telling words, but his days of being a useful foil for the GOP are over (for about a month, anyway - if he survives that long). His last tweet, or one of his last, was a photo of Elon looking like the stuffed pig that he is. You could tell Elon was upset by it too. Speaking of pigs, and worthless media:

@Vee Oh the memories of his consistently annoying Fix days, with the T-Paw love and Sam's Club boostering. I think at CNN he melted more into a general blandness and phoniness that makes the channel so uniquely repulsive, but even then he felt like a relic, something Holly Hunter and Albert Brooks would have hooted at in Broadcast News. I'm sure he'll find some other outlet to grin at while the world burns - Semafor must be hiring.

That's great news. Jane is always a bonus for any show smart enough to hire her.

We've probably already had this topic before, but it's not as if we have much new to talk about anyway. If this is a duplicate feel free to lock it. My pick would be a scene I've talked about repeatedly, in a story I despised, with two characters I despised - scene-killing teenage bimbo Kimberly, and Michael Pavel, whose days as a mafia enforcer and miscarriage-causer were ignored by the show because of how he looked in tight tops. They were in a quadrangle from hell with her mother, Rae, and her husband, Seneca (a very gross pairing, "psychological" reasons or not). For New Year's 1980, the foursome go the the Crystal Palace, where Michael discos to the wonderful Fame staple "Red Light" with Delia. The writing for Delia at this time could lead me to give you even more complaints, which I will spare you for the moment. Anyway, even if it's broken up in this episode, it's a delightful sequence, even moreso because of Rae and Kimberly seething with jealousy the entire time. And it's a side of Delia, and Randall Edwards, the show ignored far too often in favor of having various sanctimonious Coleridges scowling at her. Starts about 15 minutes in.

TSJ is starting to resemble Josh Taylor. I hope he won't ruin his face the way Taylor did.

There's a danger to too much focus going on a candidate saying stupid things, if it drowns out the whole rest of the race and numbs voters to the danger they are facing. This happened with Trump in 2016. I'm hoping it won't happen here. Speaking of morons, this is the man the Beltway has spent the last few years fawning over and painting as the brave, noble mastermind of Congress. And they will just keep right on.

Thanks @Faulkner that's lovely.

I think it was @Vee who showed me an article earlier this year where she said she wasn't touring anymore. I'm still shocked, but not as shocked as I would have been. Still, I'm heartbroken. Christine was the main one who got me into Fleetwood Mac. I was watching their reunion special, The Dance, which led me to pick up some cassettes and CDs. While the appeal of Stevie and Lindsay was undeniable, Christine's songs, and the clarity of her voice, are what I found myself appreciating most. There is something of a Lennon vs McCartney feel with takes on Stevie and Christine, which is unavoidable, but also dismisses McVie's role in the band. She wasn't just the pop-oriented alternative to a dreamy Stevie or a driven Lindsey. She was one of the main forces who kept the band together, not just in the Rumours years or in the agonizingly slowly cocaine comedown of the '80s and early '90s, but in the much leaner years, when Stevie and Lindsey were hustling in LA and Fleetwood Mac had never heard of them, when Fleetwood Mac was a nonentity in the US and in the UK that group Peter Green used to be in, when they were a group who spent more time suing impersonators than hitting the charts. Christine's incisive, brilliant pop-rock songs were, along with Bob Welch and Danny Kirwan, what reshaped the band, and when they left, she kept on going, reshaping, evolving, while never needing to truly evolve because she had been there, right and good and fantastic, for so much of that time. If you listen to her songs on Mystery to Me and Bare Trees, they are phenomenal, timeless, raw, and always touch my heart. As she always did and always will. Homeward bound, Christine.

I also thought Joe Barbara was very hot, and I felt like there were moments of humor and tenderness he brought to the part, which probably helped me get past the more barbaric bits. Still, I can see why Paulina fans may have hated the relationship.

At this point I could probably buy it more than Amelia and Josh as Victor and Nikki's kids.

Agreed. If people being sick and dying wasn't so profitable you wonder what might be. You hear about Cuba supposedly having several vaccines for different types of cancer, but I'm never sure how accurate that is as I know some are vested in pumping that country up.

Always gotten kind of a bad vibe from him, so no loss.

Rest in peace.

https://www.digitalspy.com/soaps/neighbours/a42081518/neighbours-kate-keltie-breast-cancer-diagnosis/

I think Emmerdale has been trying harder than EE of late, but trying doesn't matter when the end result is mostly poor, outside of a few scenes.

She probably just figures anyone can return from the dead on a soap (and it's not like AW is going to return, much as I wish it would). I wonder sometimes how she must have felt when Jake was moved away from Paulina for good, romantically, especially as this was around the time she had gained weight due to her pregnancy. I've been going through old tapes to get rid of - a lot of AW Soapnet episodes, no hidden treasures, sadly - and was reminded once again of how much I connected with Cali Timmins as Paulina. Wonderful as Judi was, if I had been watching AW in those years, consecutively, I think I would have had a really hard time accepting Judi in the part. (going through them also reminds me of just what a fantastic cast AW had in the late '80s and early '90s)

This is so heartbreaking. How I'll always remember her. Coco deserved better, and so did Irene: