If you’re like me, and enjoy giggling at the stuff stupid people say in public, you should see all the google results that discuss the “Paleozoic diet.”
Until you’ve tried sous vide trilobite, don’t knock it, dude.
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Apropos of absolutely nothing, this is my all-time favorite Apple ad.
Joseph Conrad, who had seen a revolution or two, put it this way:‘A violent revolution falls into the hands of narrow-minded fanatics and of tyrannical hypocrites at first. Afterwards comes the turn of all the pretentious intellectual failures of the time … The scrupulous and the just, the noble, humane and devoted natures, the unselfish and the intelligent may begin a movement—but it passes away from them. They are not the leaders of a revolution. They are its victims—the victims of disgust, disenchantment—often of remorse. Hopes grotesquely betrayed, ideals caricatured—that is the definition of revolutionary success.’
Liberal democracy, for all of its enormous and inherent flaws, is not a thing to be discarded lightly. The only alternative so far, in modern society, is fascism—and I see lots of fascists at both ends of the political spectrum, lots of would-be commissars and commandants, who would be happy to step into the vacuum. We’ve been here before, between the world wars. Economic crisis, political stalemate: despair at liberal democracy is exactly what they brought on, and fascism, too often, was precisely the result. The hazy dream, the purifying fire: not these again, not these.
Why I Resigned the Paterno Chair - The Chronicle Review - The Chronicle of Higher Education
Why I Resigned the Paterno Chair - The Chronicle Review - The Chronicle of Higher Education
A very long, thoughtful, and often interesting essay in which Bérubé never explains, at all, in any way, why he resigned the Paterno chair. I wish he had.
Via @pinboard on Twitter, the Nunavut coat of arms
I’m friends with our subject librarian, and I had talked to her about the visit. She had mentioned that there were some shelves of discards that the library still hadn’t gotten rid of. So after my students and I ooh-ed and aah-ed over the discoveries from the stacks, we headed up to her office. She took us back to the discard shelves and pulled a few books for us to look at. “Oh, and there’s this one,” she said, handing me a thick vellum-bound book. She had pulled it because she thought we’d like to see its binding. My jaw dropped when she handed it to me and I looked at the title page: it was a Latin bible published in 1591. On the discard shelf.
- A knife on a bottle
- A fork on a glass
- Chalk on a blackboard
- A ruler on a bottle
- Nails on a blackboard
- A female scream
- An anglegrinder (a power tool)
- Squealing brakes on a bicycle
- A baby crying
- An electric drill
“Numerous academic studies have found no truth in the stereotype about men being better map readers than women. But some conclude that men design maps for other men, and that women read maps differently, using landmarks and fixtures to navigate, rather than broad spatial cues (large areas and flat lines). Nancy Chandler has been producing highly successful ‘3-D’ maps of Thailand for the past two decades. They look crowded and chaotic but feature hand-drawn landmarks and useful text, as well as colour coding for different attractions. Her maps are bought and used predominantly by women.” — here, with more mappy goodness