The carpenter did a sloppy job of building the staircase.
2024 February 23, Paul MacInnes, “‘Some of the sloppiest writing I’ve ever watched’: how True Detective’s creator turned on his own show”, in The Guardian[1]:
Among the key criticisms: the writing in the finale was “some of the sloppiest … I’ve ever watched”, while the show in general was a “hot mess of faux character archs [sic]” which made “repeated heavy-handed attempts” to show that “Man=Problem”. (Now that’s a tattoo-worthy phrase if ever there was one).
2025 January 8, Arwa Mahdawi, “AI-generated ‘slop’ is slowly killing the internet, so why is nobody trying to stop it?”, in The Guardian[2]:
The likes of Liv may be gone from Meta for now, but our online future seems to be getting sloppier and sloppier.
My Greek is not the tongue of Homer or Aeschylus but a sloppy ungrammatical sabir lacking Attic salt and tending to a saccharinity which sets my teeth on edge.
