Prediction: we’ll never find dark matter because it doesn’t exist.

It’s some large-scale quantum effect — resonances of other universes or something like that, seen only via gravity.

This, though, is my favorite song of the past five years if I had to pick. It feels like the future. And it’s deep with allusion and infused with the hyper-reality of our age. It’s not beholden to anything but floats above it, relentless in both its embrace of the inevitable and the critique of it having to be. And it does it all with a buoyant insouciance that no other artist can match.

It’s only in the new 10-minute Taylor’s Version of “All Too Well” (not the original album version), but the “You kept me like a secret, but I kept you like an oath” line is such great fucking writing. I rarely envy what others have penned because I am a damn fine writer myself, but that is such an evocative line that I wish I’d written it.

It’d only work in a song but damn does it ever. Because of misogyny and that she started out in country, Swift has been accused of being talentless by pure mediocrities, but she’s written (or co-written) more great songs than just about anyone alive.