Lists

• If I could, I would filter all internet feeds with these keywords...
• Things I will probably never get a chance to do
• Important and Lesser-seen films

If I could, I would filter all of my Internet feeds with these keywords...

People and subjects I despise, am sick of hearing about, have no interest in, and want to know nothing about.

Please keep in mind that I am equally hostile to hearing from these subjects, or in defense of them, as I am hearing criticisms or negative critiques of them. I want them out of my head entirely.

This is a list in progress; I assure you that I am just getting started.

• 2026-02-22: Olympics
• 2026-02-19: Grammies
• 2026-02-19: Emmies
• 2026-02-19: Golden Globes
• 2026-02-19: Tony Awards
• 2025-10-11: Bad Bunny
• 2025-08-30: James Bond
• 2025-08-28: Taylor Swift
• 2025-08-15: Sam Altman
• 2025-08-15: Doja Cat
• 2025-08-15: Chappell Roan
• 2025-08-15: Donald Trump, "Make America Great Again" or any reference to anyone being a "communist" unless they self-identify as an actual communist
• 2025-08-15: Elon Musk
• 2025-08-15: Mark Zuckerberg
• 2025-08-15: Sydney Sweeney
• 2025-08-15: Charlie Kirk
• 2025-08-15: Ben Shapiro
• 2025-08-15: Justin Peterson
• 2025-08-15: Joe Rogan
• 2025-08-15: The View
• 2025-08-15: Any kind of asinine TikTok "challenge" resulting in someone getting hurt, maimed, or killed, unless that someone is someone on this list, in which case please disregard all of this and let me know immediately, especially if there is video footage.
• 2025-08-15: Any discussion of things which are "woke," or "anti-woke."
• 2025-08-15: Any video described as someone being "destroyed" or "annihiliated" by some other idiot's words
• 2025-08-15: Generation Alpha
• 2025-08-15: Gen Z / Zoomers
• 2025-08-15: Millennials
• 2025-08-15: Xillenials
• 2025-08-15: Generation X
• 2025-08-15: Generation Jones
• 2025-08-15: Baby Boomers
• 2025-08-15: The Silent Generation
• 2025-08-15: The Beatles
• 2025-08-15: The Eagles, the band
• 2025-08-15: John F. Kennedy
• 2025-08-15: Marilyn Monroe
• 2025-08-15: Madonna
• 2025-08-15: Red Hot Chili Peppers, the band
• 2025-08-15: Nirvana, the band
• 2025-08-15: Rolling Stones, the band
• 2025-08-15: Black Sabbath, the band
• 2025-08-15: Meghan Markle, Prince Harry, or any of the British monarchy.
• 2025-08-15: Skin care, or skin care routines
• 2025-08-15: All pharmaceutical commercials
• 2025-08-15: Manosphere, cucks, beta males, alpha males, sigma males, high value men, high value women, hypergamy, dating strategy, red pill, black pill, and all related terms and subjects.
• 2025-08-15: Andrew Tate
• 2025-08-15: Matt Walsh
• 2025-08-15: Anime
• 2025-08-15: The DC Universe
• 2025-08-15: The Marvel Universe
• 2025-08-15: Any and all media indicating the impending collapse of civilization or economy, including prepper bullshit except for product reviews

Things I will probably never get a chance to do

• Be unmasked as an impostor.
• "Frown on" something. "The gigatron stomped across the bleak horizon, murdering millions and unleashing torrents of blood across the scorched land. The Dust Council frowned upon that."
• "Jet set," as a verb, or be part of the "jet set," the noun. This is highly improbable.
• "Summer," as a verb - the sort of thing a certain class does in the Hamptons, or Martha's Vineyard. As a life-long suburban jabroni, this is not an option available to me, on account of, my Marxist friends assure me, class struggle. More to the point, I am unsure what to do with crustless watercress sandwiches. Also I think if wine was served and I was given a taste to determine "corked-ness," they would see through the awkward pantomime of furrowing my eyebrow in concentration and then saying "fine," because I have no idea what corked wine tastes like. On account of being a life-long suburban jabroni.
• "Go on the lam." It just sounds like a lot of bother.
• Be described as "in the wind," although this is something worth expending effort toward because it sounds cool as hell. I wish I was "in the wind" right now.
• Be described as "at large." Although I have been described, sadly, as "large," and not in the good way.
• "Take a look-see." Although I have, on occasion, endeavored to undertake the yankee equivalent thereof.
• "Make the scene." Any scene. I would have been the guy Eddie Deezen attempted to shove into the locker in Grease.
• "Pound sand." I am unlikely to ever pound sand, the many entreaties to do so notwithstanding. I have, however, kicked rocks of my own accord.
• "Go on the Warpath." The french fries were undersalted, and now so-and-so is 'on the warpath.' This is a silly phrase.
• Be spotted "suckin' on a chili dog outside the Tastee-Freez." As a chili dog enthusiast and infamous consumer of chili dogs, this has always confused and agitated me.
• "Vogue," in the Madonna sense of the term. I tried to vogue once and blinded three ornery Teamsters by mistake, which was not, and I am emphatic about this, my finest moment. Worse yet, the Teamsters became ornery-er. Ornerier. That's actually a word, "ornerier." Check it out. Wow, that hurts to look at.
• "Kick it live." However, I have been known to: "break north," "shoot the gift" (was asked to stop), "flip the script," "drop science" (daily), "cold represent," "cold chill in effect" (also daily), "ill" (verb form; that is to say, be "illin'" - frequently).
• Be described personally, or have rhymes described as "phat," though I am routinely described as "fat."
• Be, or be described as, wearing garments which are "fly." I do not. Do that. My sartorial accoutrements are, at best, jejune; at worst, "itinerant-chic."
• Be described as "funky fresh and in the flesh," although I aspire to achieve this state before my demise.
• Be described as "on the loose," as in, "The Dust Council is on the loose!" I simply cannot envision any such scenario...
• "Speak out." I may speak. What the hell is the purpose of "out?" anyway.
• Ululate. If I am ululating, something has gone disastrously wrong with the fabric of reality itself.
• Use "too much garlic" or make a dish which is "too garlicky." Please, we defeated the communists once; we'll defeat them again. There is not enough garlic on planet earth, nor time enough in a single human lifespan, to use too much garlic.

Important and Underrated Films

These are films I think are important. Some of them are obscure. Some are films people have heard of but haven't taken the time to see. Some of them are flawed, but all of them are worth your time.

• ...tick...tick...tick [1970] - About the first black sherriff of Colusa County. Jim Brown and George Kennedy, with an excellent soundtrack by Tompall and the Glaser Brothers. The resistance to change in the United States is one of the things which continues to frustrate me.
• High Noon [1952] - One of perhaps three Westerns even people who don't like Westerns should definitely see. Sometimes it is down to a single individual to do what's right. For years, I assumed this would be typical Western schlock; it is anything but.
• The Indian Runner [1991] - Sean Penn's directorial debut and finest moment. Intense, authentic performances by David Morse and Viggo Mortensen. Based on the Bruce Springsteen song Highway Patrolman from his bleak Nebraska album. Of all movies that exceeded my expectations, this one exceeded them the most.
• Made in USA [1987] - Criminally obscure, flawed, and reportedly butchered in the editing process, Made in USA is nonetheless a film which had a serious impact on me when I first saw it as a teenager. The 80's best road film, Adrian Pasdar, Lori Singer, and Chris Penn ride American highways through oblivion. Soundtrack by Sonic Youth, Timbuk 3, and World Party. It resonates today even more, since the basic themes of the film (environmental disaster) have only intensified in the intervening years. There is supposedly a director's cut out there held privately; I'd give my right arm to see it.
• Paris, Texas [1984] - Harry Dean Stanton's finest moment. This quiet, meandering, meditative film was introduced to me by an old friend. Also starring the always likeable Dean Stockwell.
• Easy Rider [1969] - You can watch the 1960s end in Easy Rider. I had assumed initially that this was a biker exploitation film. It isn't. I found myself terribly depressed by the end of it, but I felt like it had articulated something I was slowly realizing on my own. George (Jack Nicholson) explains something terrible about the world in the famous campfire scene which haunts me to this day. I am far from a conspiracy theorist, but the relegation of this film to "60s relic" really makes me wonder sometimes, as I believe that this film is in many ways a Rosetta Stone for understanding the American condition. Probably my single favorite film of all time, everyone's heard of it, but anyone who's seen it says they haven't seen it in decades and only barely remember it.
• Vanishing Point [1971] - Kowalski is driving across the Great Basin in an effort to deliver a muscle car from Denver to San Francisco in an impossible amount of time. What feels like a sort of action film takes on a strangely metaphysical character as the story unfolds. In a sense, a simple story of an outlaw individual against authority. In another, a comment on our world.
• Alice's Restaurant [1969] - Based on the famous song but expanded greatly, I like this film for a lot of the things it was criticized for: namely, the older screenwriter/director writing about this period of the 60s knowing it couldn't last. One of the things I like about it is the way it reminds anyone who might have excessively nostalgic feelings for the period that the existential reality of the draft was hanging over a lot of people's heads, taking a lot of the shine off of the era. For some reason, the Alice's Restaurant story has always had a strange (and serious) resonance with me, and to this day I am not entirely sure why. The church is symbolic of something but I can't put my finger on what.
• A Serious Man [2009] - The older I get, the more it feels like there are always wolves just outside the door. That isn't paranoia. I can hear them scratching, right now. The Coens are disproportionately represented in my favorite films of all time; this is one of their lesser-seen ones.
• Bob Roberts [1992] - Right-wing folk singer Bob Roberts is running for president. And he is a complete bastard. Watch out for Jack Black as a completely demented follower of the candidate. He might remind you of a sort of person you may have encountered of late. Tim Robbins is Bob Roberts, and his opponent, Brickley Paiste, is played by Gore Vidal.
• Brazil [1985] - I have an ugly and codependent relationship with Brazil. Don't watch Brazil with me. You wouldn't like me when I'm watching Brazil. A masterpiece. A movie I watch when I am in a very bad mood.
• Breaker Morant [1980] - The gifted Edward Woodward plays Harry Morant of the Bushveldt Carbineers, who are on trial for war crimes. A tense and involving courtroom drama by Bruce Beresford, Breaker Morant is about the "rules" of warfare, their selective enforcement, and "following orders."
• David Holzman's Diary [1967] - What a strange experience it was encountering this film for the first time. A "video blog" of David Holzman, from 1967. What I didn't know when I saw this the first time was that I was watching fiction. I thought it was an actual video documentary of a man's life. Great street shots and a memorable time-lapse shot of a 1960s television broadcast. Amusing, avant-garde, and strangely engrossing, I've never seen another film like it.
• Downtime [1985] - It is 1985 in Winnipeg. And absolutely nothing whatsoever is going on. A film made almost entirely of empty space; I don't fully understand why it is as watchable as it is. Indie, lo-fi, low budget, and you could call it proto-mumblecore except there's not much dialog at all, mumbled or otherwise. Not for everyone.
• Eggshells [1969] - A strange presence haunts a hippie crash pad. An early Tobe Hooper film, before he'd hit it big with The Texas Chainsaw Massacre. Lots of experimental film techniques. Not a horror film. I'm not sure what to classify this as, but it's an engrossing watch, especially if you are interested in Austin, Texas in the late 1960s. Pour one out for Ben Skabarsak, wherever he is now.