Edie Sedgwick (and a silent Andy Warhol) on Merv Griffin show in 1965 is a mindboggling time capsule of who we were 50 years ago. Her accent no longer really exists, making her sound like a foreigner even though she's a descendant of a signer of the Declaration. The self-awareness of the "ridiculous" nature of what they're doing is telling.
Very rare to hear her talk at any length, her parts in Ciao Manhattan were mostly dubbed by an actress since she died during production.
I'm mentally deducting 20 from my assessed IQ of any person pointing out that now that Maduro is kidnapped, the Russians will be able to justify kidnapping Zelensky and the Iranians, Netanyahu.
Who cares what any of them can justify? International law is imaginary and the relationships between nations, arbitrary (not anarchic, as all the actual humans involved participate in the structure from beneath a nationalist hierarchy, you can call it anarchy if you want but no human experiences such anarchy, so have fun if you believe it's anarchic out there on the open ocean, or up in the sky above the nation-states, where no human dwells).
