It's Friday, January 23rd, 2026.

From Peach Fish Productions, it's the gist.

I'm Mike Peska.

I'll tell you what I won't be watching this Friday night.

Skyscraper Live is the Netflix special in which Alex Honnold,

a free climber, will attempt to climb the 10th largest building in the world in Taipei, and then

afterwards, tell me if he's done.

Sorry that I even have to care or no.

Tell me that he's alive, and then I'll try to erase it from the list of things I worried

about.

I can't stop a base jumper or a free climber from doing the things they do, but you would think

liability laws in Taipei might intercede and say, ah, if this goes wrong, not only is it not on

us, since in our courtyard, it will literally be on us, we're not going to do this. I really hate

this stuff, and there is a downside.

There was another story that I read that a base jumper recently skied off a 500-foot

granite cliff outside Lake Tahoe successfully, quote unquote, except I'm reading about it.

Others are reading about it.

And this is an attractive nuisance.

Or in the case of, say, the Golden Gate Bridge, which I bring up for a reason, a lethal beauty. This was the, I think, seven-part series in the San Francisco Chronicle, which chronicled all the suicides,

all the people who have looked at that bridge and said, oh, it would be so easy

and perhaps so poetic to end it this way. And the difference between a purposeful suicide

mission and a suicide mission by percentages or degrees or with a 10 second delay isn't as big

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