0126: Wild

Finally saw my first 2026 film, Sir David Attenborough's Wild London, where he & his team take their remarkable skill of taking random nature footage and turning it into a ballet of educational art, and apply it to their own backyard, in a city of 9 million people.

It was a true gem on which to open my account for this year.

Review of ‘Wild London’ (2026) ★★★★

It's just so weird to see David Attenborough among, y'know, other people. But then a fox approaches him while he sits in a lawn chair, he holds out his hand, and everything is right again, even among…

I've had some kind of stomach -- bug? maybe it's just gas? Ague? Grippe? Chest-burster? Malaise? I still don't know -- thing this weekend, which has left me a little unsure of what I'm supposed to do. And watching what's happening in the States really makes me think that we might not be going back there for a good long while.

The world as we know it is falling apart, and if we were still in the States we'd be handling all this a hell of a lot differently, but now that we're here, I feel... no small amount of survivor's guilt. Our first (and only) priority has been to give our kid the best shot at growing up happy and successful (by any metric he decides on), kind and curious, and he's only just about to turn six; he's already asking questions about Minneapolis and what's happening, and we're starting to have to figure out how to break this stuff to him.

This house is aware. Historians and professional writers & researchers make up the family business. We can't ignore what's happening. Sometimes we let a day go by because it's too rough to discuss, but we know that's a luxury we have because we're not in it ourselves right now.

Survivor's guilt.

I'm going to bundle up and go look at some art with my wife, just to get away from the news for a while. After that, I might go for a walk in the park and look at some urban wildlife.

Hug the people you love if you can. Help the people who need it.