What the hell should i listen to now

The nakedness of woman is the work of God. Excess of sorrow laughs. Excess of joy weeps. The roaring of lions, the howling of wolves, the raging of the stormy sea, and the destructive sword, are portions of eternity too great for the eye of man.

The fox condemns the trap, not himself. Joys impregnate. Sorrows bring forth. Let man wear the fell of the lion, woman the fleece of the sheep. The bird a nest, the spider a web, man friendship. What is now proved was once, only imagin'd. The rat, the mouse, the fox, the rabbit: watch the roots; the lion, the tyger, the horse, the elephant, watch the fruits.

The cistern contains; the fountain overflows. One thought, fills immensity. Always be ready to speak your mind, and a base man will avoid you. Every thing possible to be believ'd is an image of truth. The eagle never lost so much time, as when he submitted to learn of the crow. Think in the morning. Act in the noon. Eat in the evening. Sleep in the night. He who has suffer'd you to impose on him knows you. As the plow follows words, so God rewards prayers.

The tygers of wrath are wiser than the horses of instruction. Expect poison from the standing water. John Lennon was famously shitty to women for much of his life; physically and mentally abusing his first wife, his son and second wife Yoko Ono, as well as numerous others.

However, with newer and less famous artists like XXXTentacion it would be far easier to drop them from the public eye. More people just need to realise that supporting someone like this is as good as condoning their actions.

But clearly some people are. And pretty worrying considering how much influence Onfroy has over his male fanbase. This kind of thinking not only excuses abusive behaviour, but normalises it. I simply need not to listen to music I choose not to listen to, in a very physical way, from psyche to belly to rote musculature.

Or at least down in Gehenna. They will come at me one after another, song after malformed song, for days and months and years and decades. It will be a playlist of eternal aural misery. Of soul-damned disharmony. Of long-due euphonic comeuppance. There will be no snacks, no piss breaks, and no skip button.

They are melody made torment, choruses made grief, hooks of despondency and woe, a steamy squirt of maudlin pandering. Listening to Counting Crows makes me want to eat my appendix raw—along with a delicate zinfandel, a sack of roofing nails, and a hearty swipe of deli mustard. Likelihood that a ram-horned demon will enter the room and force me to sniff sweaty dreadlock every time "Mr. Jones" yowls into the mix: HIGH. Not to mention girls with atrocious breath who never actually put out, beaches swamped with spilled petroleum, surfers who went under due to the Greg Brady tiki curse, and the falsely benevolent California sunshine that delivered an archipelago of neck melanomas to an entire generation.

The Beach Boys are the sonic equivalent of having a dog whistle implanted in your medulla and then honked on by a didgeridoo player with protean bong-tested lungs. The limp, brutally Caucasian, cheese-larded background for a thousand muggy Staten Island Tuesday nights.

Not to mention Captain Jack and Mrs. Alternative nerdom at its most annoying, twee, and self-indulgent. Fauxllectual tunes about sweaters that sound as if they were written by the Song-O-Mator Dorm ditties for dorm hermits. Dice rock for dungeon masters.

Dance jingles for serious overbites. Each and every song is like being stabbed in the face with a frozen venison steak. Tysons Corner, VA has 2 large popular malls, it is currently undergowing a huge construction project to put a metro station in. A side effect of that the normally free parking at the malls will now be apid parking.

I'm curious how this will affect customer numbers. A comparison will be difficult since it is a multi year project.

Not covered in the excellent podcast was If there was none in the face of reasonable demand people who want to drive to shopping etc. Real estate would be put to its economically best use.

This would speed the flow of traffic one more lane and no cruisers in search of a space , solve the problem of non-paying parkers and eliminate the need for costly enforcement. I think that converting some of our more expensive cities to " almost no parking" cities would ultimately be desirable.

I don't think it should be done all at once, though. It would make more sense to slowly reduce the parking requirements for businesses and new construction over time. One way to do this would be to reduce the parking requirements according to how close to a major transit point it is.

So after a few years of stepwise adjustment which ought to be retroactive to existing occupants , you might reach a point at which a restaurant might require ten parking spaces, but a restaurant two blocks from a subway stop might require only six spaces, and a restaurant immediately adjacent to the subway stop might require only a drop-off space and a space for a delivery truck. You could also require that the spaces be non-free to receive the benefit, which would give the mid-point restaurant a choice between providing ten free spaces or six paid ones.

I'd love to be able to summon a driverless car to my door, but I don't think it would work well for people transporting children. It's one thing to step into a car and tell it, "Take me to this address", and then get out and tell it, "Send a car to pick me up in four hours". It's another thing to completely install two or even three car seats before departure could take 15 minutes each!

And that hassle doesn't even include the value of a car as a storage device for extra diapers, wet wipes, and even a spare change of clothes for days when a "just dropping something off, so surely I don't need to take the diaper bag for such a quick trip" turns into "ugh, how did you catch diarrhea?

And since you don't need a car anymore, you could extend your house right over that driveway for a significant storage boost. Still, you do make good points. I think driverless cars are an inevitable part of "the mix", but probably not the whole solution. Frankly, I can't wait! Holding the baby does not work in a crash.