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Welcome! Welcome to Factually Pointless in the year 2026. And what a year it promises to be! It's not every day you get to see your adopted country bombing the city you were born in. But that, dear reader, is life, and one must learn to love it for all that it is and human beings for all that we are.

Anyway, it is what it is. One can take solace in that fucking bus driver having to swallow some disgrace.

Ok! That's it. That's my limit. This blog is not about that kind of bullshit anymore.

It is about stuff. Stuff that's the kind of thing I like.

Especially books! Strap in.

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Hope you strapped in tighter than a weasel's asshole, because it is time for Factually Literate 2026!

Again! FACTUALLY LITERATE 2026 MOTHERFUCKERRRRRRRRRZ

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Let us first discuss the Animorphs books. 

They are the peak of American serial fiction and proof that the nineteen-nineties represent the flowering apex of human civilization. Everything went downhill once Animorphs ended. 

All things. Down the hill.

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Thank you! That is all for today. Tomorrow I will very likely embellish this position, and tease the next book or books. 

Just a bit tired from a full day. Deep dreams in the night, a somewhat unsettling awakening earlier than I planned, processing with family, helping a friend move some stuff, moving books around the office, typing on my typewriter, playing some video games. Right now I just wanna watch some Deep Space 9 with Ezra.

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Oh! If you strapped in too tight, loosen slowly. Safety first. You'll have to strap in all the tighter next time around--or else! Or else.

--JL