But for however briefly, PM Dawn was cosmic rays, man. Don't front--if you've read this far you know that song was the jam in '91-'92. It was catchy and infectious.
Ready to Die has always been in my present, the only one of them that speaks to me now exactly as it did then.
People who can't get that periods can be used in different ways and contexts are as annoying as young people who say “I don't know what that is” when a person or event outside their immediate experience is mentioned, as if that kind of ignorance could (and should) actually be a virtue.
With so many traditional Republican voices taken down a notch or two because they could neither “evolve” towards Trumpism, nor make forceful and compelling arguments against it, Trump loyalists and surrogates like McEnany and Hughes are not only positioning themselves as chief cheerleaders should their candidate win, but also in the front row of Hillary haters should he lose.
The decline of fossil-fuel based (post)industrial economy is a much more likely threat to complex society than the nuclear war that rapidly simplifies Mad Max's world.
An American Bangkok is essentially impossible now, as we've demystified the American City, as such. Every American city (even New Orleans) is essentially and thoroughly a neoliberal city now, where "government is run like a business."
Hillary pulling The Democrat Party rightward and Bernie pulling it leftward make it hard to know what a traditional Democrat or liberal looks like anymore.
Situating Trump and his supporters (who's listening is so much more important than who's talking) in this larger context, our time looks more like 1930s Europe than 1950s America.
He was the greatest at what he did, and he stood up for what he believed in. Too many heroes are dying this year.