Rabbit, rabbit! Too late in the day to suggest it as a serious practice, it struck me that given the quantity of sheer alternative untruth flying around the public sphere these days, the most topsy-turvy thing one could do on April Fool's Day is tell the truth.
I like knowing about both Ghil'ad Zuckermann's work with language revival and the fossil beds of the last day of the Cretaceous.
I Married a Monster from Outer Space (1958) is the weirdest combination of feminist horror and stupider-than-ass '50's paranoia tropes. I'm glad Thomas Tryon went on to have a writing career.
I like knowing about both Ghil'ad Zuckermann's work with language revival and the fossil beds of the last day of the Cretaceous.
I Married a Monster from Outer Space (1958) is the weirdest combination of feminist horror and stupider-than-ass '50's paranoia tropes. I'm glad Thomas Tryon went on to have a writing career.