Spectacle and opportunism are the twin engines that drive the contemporary art market, so it's never a surprise when it reaches an incredible new low as it did this past week when Johnny Depp’s debut "art" collection sold out for $3.6 million in a matter of hours. [Note: I have a policy against writing about things that exist solely to seek attention or money and possess little inherent value. And while Depp’s work falls squarely into this category, the mechanism that brought it into the public eye is deserving of conversation because it reveals so much about the public’s relationship to art and the art establishment’s disdain for the public.

Embedded is your essential guide to what’s good on the internet, written by Kate Lindsay and edited by Nick Catucci. For the first time in a long time, there has been a spark of excitement in the air—and it’s not just the first burst of spring weather. It’s thanks to Hate Read, the pop-up newsletter from Deez Links writer .I’ve mentioned Delia in some recent newsletters, but that’s how good Hate Read has been.

“Hell is–other people.” ~ From the play No Exit by Jean-Paul Sartre (1944) “Some things are in our control and others not.” ~ Discourses by Epictetus (circa 108AD)  “You can please some of the people all of the time, you can please all of the people some of the time, but you can’t please all of the people all of the time.” ~ John Lydgate of Bury (later adapted by President Abraham Lincoln)

If I’m ranking the best trails I’ve ever hiked, Lake Ann would easily be top three. The backpacking route I did in Armenia, the Rose Lake Cliffs and Caribou Rock Trail in Northern Minnesota in the Fall, and the Lake Ann Trail in the North Cascades, but in no particular order.  I work as an overnight sea kayaking guide in the summer—the constant work in the outdoors means aside from work trips, I don’t get out much in the summer.

The show picks up where it left off. We see Tommy in that field, with Grace-ghost trying to convince him to kill himself. Tommy screams and puts the gun to his head. The screen goes black and we hear him pull the trigger. But there is no bullet. The gun is empty. Despite this Tommy theatrically falls onto the ground, into the mud as if he had actually shot himself. His eyes look glassy, his pupils slightly dilated.