As introduced here, these Warm Recollections are random cullings from thirty years of notes files…
In a TV pitch, don’t tell them what’s going to happen. Tell them what it’s about, and how they’re going to feel.
Some of the trickiest discussions are between those who value making their points as fully as possible at the time, versus those who value concision, with details to be thrashed out later. Even people who fundamentally agree can wind up at odds through this fundamental difference in pace.
One of the things that most makes me want to slap anti-maskers is their “Oh, I can’t possibly do an hour-long domestic flight wearing a mask”. Try a long transatlantic flight without a cigarette, you whiny little shits.
Ideology becomes dangerous when it seeks only to be consistent with itself, not reality.
I love silence. Because it’s never really silent. It’s the quiet machineries of the world, ticking over. You can hear them, when everybody shuts up.
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Whenever an antimasker makes a comment like "I can't breathe in a mask", what they've done is confused themselves with a normal person when they are, in fact, either a) a pathological liar or b) catastrophically ill in a major way, respiration-wise, get to a GP as fast as you can without blacking out
Heathrow to Singapore with no cigarette...I was ready to kill someone