Help spread the word about the more than two dozen U.S. soldiers that have refused to fight.
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originally posted by zagg
The FlickR Community keeps on growing. It's awesome, it reminds me of the first few months of Typepad, with people taking a few small extensions to an otherwise oversaturated medium (in this case moblogging) and going in completely new directions.
With that in mind, I introduce Flickr: Photos tagged with name this frame. The idea is that you take a picture of a movie screen or your TV, and people guess what movie it is. I've waggled my first over at hello.
Mushrooms graduated through evolution to become acute survivors that recycle life after devastation. About 250 million years ago, after a massive extinction from a meteorite, Stamets says fungi inherited the Earth and "recycled the post-cataclysmic debris fields."
Mr. Ramone's guitar style was basically sui generis, though he did not use those words to describe it; it was "pure, white rock 'n' roll, with no blues influence," he once said. "I wanted our sound to be as original as possible. I stopped listening to everything."
Hurricane Risk for New Orleans: "if that Category Five Hurricane comes to New Orleans, 50,000 people could lose their lives. Now that is significantly larger than any estimates that we would have of individuals who might lose their lives from a terrorist attack. When you start to do that kind of calculus - and it's horrendous that you have to do that kind of calculus - it appears to those of us in emergency management, that the risk is much more real and much more significant, when you talk about hurricanes. I don't know that anybody, though, psychologically, has come to grip with that: that the French Quarter of New Orleans could be gone." (Nb. this excerpt from a fascinating 2002 American RadioWorks documentary does not refer specifically to Ivan.)
For years [the National Museum of Natural History] displayed artifacts in old-fashioned dioramas with mannequins of Indians in sparse hunting gear. As part of its renovation, it has been tearing up those exhibitions. This summer it dismantled the hall in which they resided. It has also returned to tribes many items that had been collected and donated by scientists. One of the most famous was the brain of Ishi, who for years was believed to be the last Yahi-Yana of Northern California. His brain was sent to the Smithsonian by an anthropologist and remained in museum storage for 83 years. It was returned to his kin from other tribes in 2000.
The new National Museum of the American Indian avoids the anthropological approach in an effort to correct past museum practices by reflecting "authentic voices of native peoples themselves". (bugmenot, washingtonpost.com)
Have you ever been to London? Paris?
No. No. I like to be moving on the ground on my own schedule, looking at what's around me. Being in a plane is like being pushed from one place to another through a tight metal tube.
As poet laureate, don't you think you should be better acquainted with European poetry?
Think of all the European poetry I could have read if we hadn't spent all this time on this interview.
NYT Magazine: Questions for Ted Kooser, recently named poet laureate of the United States.
Merlin Mann's 43 Folders is brilliant, full of lifehacks for geeks.
Ultimately about learning how you work, where you get bogged down, and how your brain wants to operate. Once you develop the tweaks for your own contexts and special situation, you’re golden.
If you were to teach a college course in literature, what would you require your students to read?
Well, absolutely Eileen Myles. Diane di Prima, her life as well as her work. I would make them read Darcey Steinke's Jesus Saves, just to traumatize them a bit with reality. Let's throw in Dorothy Allison as well. Let's have the course be the female experience in literature. Contemporary female experience. Well, white contemporary female experience. But I want more than that anyway. Herculine Barbin: being the recently discovered memoirs of a nineteenth century french hermaphrodite. So incredible. Stephen Elliot's A Life Without Consequences, about growing up a ward of the state of Chicago, in and out of group homes, on the street. The Race Traitor anthology which challenges notions of whiteness and was sort of mind-blowing for me, having been raised in a very racist environment and constantly searching for new ways to unlearn and to understand that experience. Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar for sure and why not some poems too. I would teach the poetry also of Meliza Banales. Donna Allegra's Witness to the League of Blond Hip Hop Dancers. Kathryn Harrison's Thicker Than Water. The scraps of text in the art of Raymond Pettibone. The surreal erotica of Ian Philips. Marci Blackman's Po Man's Child. Dodie Bellamy. ArieI Gore's teen memoir Atlas of the Human Heart. I guess I would throw in Nickel and Dimed, for all my problems with that book. We would talk about the problems. And The Outsiders, of course. Doesn't that sound like the best class?
The German Language Council's nationwide contest to find the most beautiful German word has closed. The results will be announced in October. According to the BBC article, 'entries are being judged by a panel that includes authors, musicians and film-makers, and Volker Finke - described as Germany's most eloquent football manager.' Who's the least eloquent football manager, then? I'm also fond of Orhwurm, literally 'ear-worm', that is, a wholly annoying tune you can't get out of your head. I'm thinking of absolutely anything by the Carpenters here.
The party of Lincoln and Liberty was transmogrified into the party of hairy-backed swamp developers and corporate shills, faith-based economists, fundamentalist bullies with Bibles, Christians of convenience, freelance racists, misanthropic frat boys, shrieking midgets of AM radio, tax cheats, nihilists in golf pants, brownshirts in pinstripes, sweatshop tycoons, hacks, fakirs, aggressive dorks, Lamborghini libertarians, people who believe Neil Armstrong’s moonwalk was filmed in Roswell, New Mexico, little honkers out to diminish the rest of us, Newt’s evil spawn and their Etch-A-Sketch president, a dull and rigid man suspicious of the free flow of information and of secular institutions, whose philosophy is a jumble of badly sutured body parts trying to walk. Republicans: The No.1 reason the rest of the world thinks we’re deaf, dumb and dangerous.
This cool New York Times graphic tracks how many times speakers at the Republican and Democratic conventions use certain words, including "war," "jobs" and "girlie men."