Ho, ho, ho, it’s Halloween! Or, at least, it goes something like that.
Here at UDD3R we’re totally not being digested by the cancerous billionaire funded doom-sewing media run-up to this contentious election between
a giant douche and a turd sandwich. No, no, not us. Instead, we’re enjoying our GOD given first amendment right to speak openly and freely on our billionaire-backed and mechanically curated social platforms. That’s right, if you’re reading this, you have been personally chosen by the algorithm to engage with this here magazine. Wow. To think of the amazing things that bring us all together. :)
Speaking of bringing people together, our October issue tackles many things cozy and fall. More than other seasons, in autumn there’s some intangible mystery to life. Where things don’t really add up, but that’s okay. Our October issue captures that. Columns discuss leaving or watching friends leave, or the obvious-to-everyone intersection of Feminism and Charlie Brown. Our feature piece tries to make sense of the maddening maelstrom of notifications we get in one day alone, meanwhile I’ve written a piece on why I like hangovers. Shit, we even have a cod recipe from the Queen of Cod herself!
We’ve never thought about themes for our issues (or even published issues until two months ago!) yet it seems we’ve captured something here. Cod and change are afoot, whether we like it or not. Yet regardless of the change, we’ll all still be silly people on this large silly planet — and that’s something we show well.
-Nic, Editor in Chief
October 31st, 2024
P.S. Unlike the Washington Post, we’ll use our udderly massive reach to not not endorse a presidential candidate. Here at UDD3R, we’re not a fan of limp-dick, racist, rapist fascists, we endorse (potential Brat) Kamala Harris.
