THE FIRST SONG IS A THOUSAND YEARS IM DYING

THE FIRST SONG IS A THOUSAND YEARS I’M DYING

At first Netflix said, come write for us. We’ll save your cancelled shows and write about whatever niche story you want. Our algorithm says people will watch it!

Then a few years later they said, regardless of our promises or contract obligations we are cancelling shows after two seasons without telling anyone. Turns out no matter how loved a show is, we get less subscriptions after the second season.

How many subscriptions did we bring you? Netflix won’t say.

So writers started writing two season shows. Just give us two seasons, Netflix. Like you promised.

Then Netflix said, oops sorry! Turns out your show didn’t premiere at #1 and the views in the first day weren’t what we wanted so we’re cancelling your second season.

What were the numbers? How many people watched our show? Netflix doesn’t say.

Then, they did something extra special. They started taking shows and splitting their first season into two halves. Inside Job was not two seasons. It was one season split in half.

Oops! Sorry! The second half of your first season didn’t do as well as the first half, so now your show is cancelled!

Why? How many people? How much money? These companies are making cash hand over fist and they refuse to tell people the truth: people loved your show. Loved it. But some corpo exec wanted an infinite money making machine. Do you know how long shows are in production for before you watch them? Years. Like, 5+, even 10+ years. And Netflix gives it less than a week before they decide whether you’re getting cancelled.

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Iris (Hold Me Close)

Also this thing is hellishly dead

So it keeps stopping and returning to Lost In The Woods

Ain’t no mountain high enough

Ain’t no valley low enough

So I live on a farm

Not a commercial farm, but we have a barn, and we have livestock, and we have plants, so it’s a farm

I am the de facto bird expert, because I know the most about bird, and I am therefore the de facto bird doctor

Which is not fun

So I’m sitting here with an upset stomach, babysitting a Cochin pullet that had several injuries, and thinking about the many things I need to to to make sure the rest of the pullets don’t get injured