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I saw Marty Supreme last night. My take: it looked amazing, and the performances were top-notch, but it was a 2.5 hr movie about terrible people doing terrible things -- there wasn't one sympathetic character. If you're going in expecting a feel-good sports movie, this isn't it. That said it was well-done and certainly thought-provoking.

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I find this all so depressing.

Gwyneth Paltrow’s Goop was the glossy prototype for a whole genre of anti-science “wellness”: vibes dressed up as expertise, anecdotes sold as evidence, and branding that implies rigor while quietly sidestepping it. What’s depressing is how neatly that mindset maps onto parts of the MAHA movement—where “doing your own research” often means curating a feed that confirms what you already want to believe, and where actual research (method, replication, peer review, boring constraints) is treated like optional window dressing.

Different aesthetics, same operating system: distrust institutions, elevate personal testimony, flatten complexity, and replace standards of proof with gut feeling and moral certainty. And because it’s packaged as empowerment—“listen to your body,” “question everything,” “they don’t want you to know”—it can feel virtuous even while it erodes the basic idea that reality has referees.

It’s all awful because it doesn’t just spread bad claims; it trains people to stop caring whether claims are true.

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