Wed, 09:20: Okay, just one last point I need to make about BROS and the largely misguided characterization of its underperformance—because I just saw THE WOMAN KING for a second time last night.
Comparing these two movies may seem like apples and oranges, but in this context, it really isn't. BROS may face homophobia as a barrier to its success, but anyone who is at all alert to the realities of American culture know that the special blend of racism and sexism that THE WOMAN KING faced (vocabulary word of the day: misogynoir—look it up) is no less potent. Case in point: just take a look at the predictable racists review-bombing the user reviews on MetaCritic, taking the user score down to 2.5/10, as compared to the critical score of 76/100.
And yet? THE WOMAN KING is *still* a certified hit, #1 its opening weekend, earning $65 million to date on a $50 million budget and its run isn't yet over. And what accounts for this as opposed to BROS underperforming, despite both of them facing bigoted resistance? It's simple: THE WOMAN KING is a better movie.

Wed, 11:45: Oh my god, enough with the Chrises!
Here at work, the *four* people named Chris we had in IT has been whittled down to three. But, we also now have two Chrises in Accounting; a Kris in HR; and a Chris in Repair and Maintenance. Fully *seven* Chrises (or Krises) on office staff now.
Plus I have two longtime vendor or broker contacts named Chris. One of them I stupidly believed for many years was a man, I only last week learned is a woman. 🤦🏻‍♂️
Should I even mention my brother? I mean, at least he's always had the decency to go by Christopher.

Wed, 16:02: It's interesting how aging changes your capacity for fear. I keep seeing people online worrying about Russia using nukes, and I truly can't be bothered to fret about it.
Don't get me wrong—I absolutely still fear death, and were I to face an immediate threat now I would be terrified. I just need it to be imminent for me to care.
In the past, I could read a book about a cataclysmic meteor impact, or learn about the dangers of "peak oil," and be unsettled literally for days or weeks. Now, I see rivers literally drying up and I don't lose any sleep over it. I'm just over here like, "Well, I had a good run while it lasted."
I mean, even I'm still young enough that I will see some shit (as we already have). I'm just not as afraid of it anymore. Being prepared is smart of course, but fearing hypotheticals is a waste of energy.
Conversely, I truly do not envy any youth staring down their futures in 2022. Sucks to be them!