While this post is mostly about Lav she wasn’t very camera friendly today, while Wally-the-tart went and did this. So here’s Wally.
Lavander is much better. She recovered about 10pm last night, taking some pellets and running around after treats. Her “down time” was a bit longer than we’re used to for a problem we can treat without the vet and I was sure we’d be on the phone first thing, but no, she’s fine.
This happens to one of the rabbits every few months and we’ve very good at spotting it. We tend not to panic and call the vet but monitor the bun and treat as needed. Most of the time they get better and we save on vet bills, but because we’re quick off the mark we never know if the rabbit would have recovered fine on their own.
Wally went a bit off last week. He suddenly changed his behaviour and didn’t want any treats, so we initiated the usual plan of giving him a tummy massage and then watching. Within an hour he was fine. Would Lav have been fine had we not been around yesterday? Did she need the emergency feed and motility medicine? Impossible to say.
It’s getting close to six years since we got these two rabbits. Wally was 1 and Lav 6 months, so given the 10-12 year life expectancy they’re over half-way. Once they die we’ll probably take a break from the bun life, as radical as that might seem. They give us a lot, but they’ve also taken a lot these last 14 years.
We’ve been enjoying the second season of Ludwig. I’ve particularly enjoyed how David Mitchell and Anna Maxwell Martin play a relationship dynamic that formed when they were eight years old and which they’ve clearly snapped back to now they’ve been thrust back together by the plot. It’s the sort of thing that could fall into parody but Maxwell Martin nails it as a woman who never had the little miss bossy-pants fully crushed out of her by the patriarchy.
I was thinking I’d love to see a prequel set in the 1980s when they were kids and then it occurred to me they could do that with this cast just acting as children. I mean, they’re halfway there already. Which then took me down a clickhole of Dennis Potter’s Blue Remembered Hills which looks much odder than I remember it.
Ours is the tragedy of the silent stars
PGR sees himself in the silent movie actors left behind by the march of technology when he entertains “the thought of mugging into a phone camera and a ring-lamp." Much nodding from me but he takes it in directions I need to spend more time with.
Our attention, our very sanity, is the last fungible resource remaining to us, and we’re burning through it in a way that makes our dalliance with hydrocarbons look like a practice run. You can slow down, perhaps, but you can never stop running—because even if you’re not trampled, you’ll be left in the dust which is the true final product of economic efficiency.
I liked this in the conclusion:
Readers of my own generation may recall a line from a movie, which—rather ironically, particularly in hindsight—is given to an artificial intelligence: “A strange game. The only winning move is not to play.”
Not playing is something I often realise I should be doing.
From MVRDV, the same irredeemable tossers who did that idiotic Marble Arch Mound in London. This is the sort of crap I feel is better to ignore that to give the oxygen of outrage, but I suspect these charlatans are going to continue to launder public money with their techno-solutionist garbage spectacles unless we sneer hard and laugh at them. Nice to see this piece is taking the cynical approach. They deserve nothing less. Sorry for your loss Rotterdam.
- Australia turned the duck curve into a platypus — The duck curve is the variable cost of electricity during the day when you have a mix of variable renewables and gas. This is a nice short video explaining how batteries have solved the variable bit. (Speaking of, I’ve been thinking we should lobby for data centres to be scrapped in favour of battery parks. Same local job outcomes with fewer shite effects.)
- Feminism for a World on Fire by Natasha Walter review – hope amid the hopelessness — This looks really interesting, a companion to Solnit’s The Beginning Comes After the End maybe?
- Misogynistic views are biggest red flag for violent extremism, report finds — I’m not sure why this is being described as an “extraordinary” link. Misogyny is a pretty extremist position in itself.
- TIL Fibonacci numbers can convert miles to kilometres
- Salt In The Blood — Danny’s back? Or at least not writing behind a Substack gate.
- RIP Dolly P — The very best of what America can be.