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The 3 Gs of Halloween
Chances are good that somewhere within the groups of princesses and storm troopers, Dorothys and Spidermen that show up at your door tonight, there will be a couple of good, old-fashioned ghosts, ghouls, and goblins. Chances are also good that neither you nor they really know the difference between the three (story, link to identity of Jack, o' the lantern): http://blog.dictionary.com/ghouls-goblin-ghosts-halloween/
Lines in the Sand
King Faisal, during his brief reign as King of Greater Syria, third from left, 1919 |
Today's encore selection -- from The Prize: The Epic Quest for Oil, Money & Power by Daniel Yergin. In the immediate aftermath of World War I, Britain carved the new country of Iraq out of the defeated Ottoman (Turkish) Empire to protect its access to newly discovered oil fields and its imperial possessions in Asia. The new country is an illogical aggregation of factions -- Sunnis, Shiites and Kurds among them -- that are so hostile to each other it almost immediately led Britain to bomb some of its villages. The British recruited an out-of-work king to preside over the ill-fated land:
"During the war, London had encouraged Hussein, the Sharif of Mecca, to take the lead in raising an Arab revolt against Turkey. This he did, beginning in 1916, aided by a few Englishmen, of whom the most famous was T.E. Lawrence -- Lawrence of Arabia. In exchange, Hussein and his sons were to be installed as the rulers of the various, predominantly Arab, constituents of the Turkish empire. Faisal, third son of Hussein, was generally considered the most able. ...
"The British put Faisal on the throne of the newly created nation of Syria, one of the independent states carved out of the extinct Turkish empire. But a few months later, when control of Syria passed to France under the postwar understandings, Faisal was abruptly deposed and turned out of Damascus. He showed up at a railway station in Palestine, where, after a ceremonial welcome by the British, he sat on his luggage waiting for his connection.
Coronation of Prince Faisal as King of Iraq |
"Faisal's task was enormous; he had not inherited a well-defined nation, but rather a collection of diverse groups -- Shia Arabs and Sunni Arabs, Jews and Kurds and Yazidis -- a territory with a few important cities, most of the countryside under the control of local sheikhs, and with little common political or cultural history, but with a rising Arab nationalism. The minority Sunni Arabs held political power, while the Shia Arabs were by far the most numerous. To complicate things further, the Jews were the largest single group among inhabitants of Baghdad, followed by Arabs and Turks."
author: | Daniel Yergin |
title: | The Prize: The Epic Quest for Oil, Money & Power |
publisher: | Free Press |
date: | Copyright 1991, 1992, 2008 by Daniel Yergin |
pages: | 200-201 |
The Source Simmers
It was in Tunisia, if you will recall, that the so-called Arab Spring began, when a young man named Mohamed Bouazizi committed suicide after a run-in with a government official over where he could and could not sell his fruits and vegetables. He claimed that the official, a woman, had slapped him, and his self-immolation was seen as an act born of a desperation and frustration that many felt with the seemingly immutable power of the government. So he became a symbol ~ until the official was found to be innocent of the slap, and then many didn't know quite what to think. While they were proud of the outcome of their revolution (Tunisia's president/dictator of 23 years, Zine
Not That Important?
Kamau Bakari ad, Nevada screen shot |
A while back, I noticed that politicians had started calling people "folks." It was around the same time that I noticed the second-knuckle finger-point. I guess they'd gotten feedback that the whole-finger point seemed a little too parental or something. Then there's that female politician who's riding on the fact that she castrates pigs. Eww. Not a particular mark of pride in my book, but I guess it's working for her. The race to the folksy farm is nothing new in American politics, but it seems to be extra-popular these days. Don't they know we know it's all just so much hooey (to borrow a folksy term)? Or do we all know that?: http://www.nytimes.com/2014/11/02/magazine/the-bumpkinification-of-the-midterm-elections.html?_r=0
You can check out the folksiness in action here (story, videos): http://www.nydailynews.com/news/politics/2014-midterm-elections-7-wackiest-political-ads-year-campaign-season-article-1.1985024
And Then There Was Math
Here's an intriguing conundrum (credit where it's due ~ thank you, Anthony!): Did humans invent math, or was it there all along? Or ~ is the truth of the matter somewhere in between? Take Leonardo Fibonacci's famous number sequence, for example. The man was checking out rabbits and how fast they breed (this was in 1202) when he came up with 1, 1, 2, 3, 5, 8, 13, etc. But it turns out that this sequence can be found in the Nautilus shell, in sunflowers and many other flowers, in pine cones, and in lots of other places in nature. So did nature invent math and we've just come up with the digits and equations to explain it? (video): http://ed.ted.com/lessons/is-math-discovered-or-invented-jeff-dekofsky
The Bearable Ads
© CORBIS |
Smokey Bear is America's longest running ad campaign. Created in 1944 in response to an increase in wildfires, Smokey Bear ads were used to prevent wildfires. The development of Smokey Bear came during World War II, as many men, including firefighters, were enlisted, and the general public was urged to be more diligent in order to prevent more wildfires. The Forest Service along with the Wartime Advertising Council and Association of State Foresters used posters and slogans to suggest people can prevent fires and win the war.
More about Smokey Bear:
- Prior to Smokey Bear, Disney allowed the use of a Bambi poster for forest
Things That Go Bump in the Night
Silence of the Lambs, Rosemary's Baby, Pan's Labyrinth, The Cabin in the Woods ... At the first glimmer of Halloween, out come the horror movies and haunted houses. We decorate our homes with ghosts, ghouls, spiders, and witches. So what makes us so eager to be scared? Have we always been? Is it a global phenomenon? Is there any truth to the scary stories we've heard told around the campfire? Professor Chris French, of the Anomalistic Psychology Research Unit, Goldsmiths, University of London, and Deborah Hyde, editor of The Skeptic magazine and an expert in werewolves and vampires, explain the phenomenon from a scientific angle (audio): http://www.theguardian.com/science/audio/2014/oct/20/halloween-special-science-scary-apparitions-podcast
A Very Rare Type
There are around 45 people that we know of in the world who have Rh null blood. Not Rh + or Rh - (or, more accurately, Rh D-), but Rh null, meaning no Rh at all. Because it's so rare, Rh null is prized by researchers and also by blood banks. So what is it like to be one of the few with this blood type?: http://mosaicscience.com/story/man-golden-blood
The Great Follicle Debacle
WBMC |
There are theories about why humans have less facial hair than other mammals (http://somanyinterestingthings.blogspot.com/2014/09/fuzzy-face.html), but there is no doubt that what the male of the species manages to do with what he has puts every other creature to shame. On Oct. 25, that creativity will be on display at the World Beard and Moustache Championship in Portland (slideshow): http://www.oregonlive.com/multimedia/index.ssf/2014/10/contestants_march_in_processio.html
So that's the "follicle" part, but why "debacle"? Well, apparently, there's the U.S. World Beard and Moustache Championships and the European World Beard and Moustache Championships. The European championships came first, but the Americans registered the name with the U.S. Patent and Trademark Office: http://www.oregonlive.com/entertainment/index.ssf/2014/10/hairy_controversy_surrounds_wo.html#incart_related_stories
Just Because: 'Bodhisattva'
Every once in a while, a poem gets dropped into my inbox (courtesy of poem-a-day) that particularly intrigues me for one reason or another. There's something about Bodhisattva, by Sarah Arvio ~ in the language of it, the rhythm ~ that just worked for me. Not surprisingly, its creator is a translator for the United Nations.
The new news is I love you my nudist
the new news is I love you my buddhist
my naked body and budding pleasure
in the weather of your presence
Not whether your presence but how
Oh love a new nodule of neurosis
a posy of new roses proposing
a new era for us nobis pacem
Oh my bodhisattva of new roses
you've saved me from my no-love neurosis
You've saved my old body from the fatwa
Let's lie down in a bed of roses
a pocketful that rings round the rosy
If this is the end of the world my love
let's fall down in bed and die
Let's give a new nod to nothing
Let's give a rosebud to nothing at all
How I love the new roses of nothing
Oh my bodhisattva of nothing
boding I hope no news but this
For our bodies and souls I hope nothing
but the weather of us in our peace
The new news is I love you my nudist
the new news is I love you my buddhist
my naked body and budding pleasure
in the weather of your presence
Not whether your presence but how
Oh love a new nodule of neurosis
a posy of new roses proposing
a new era for us nobis pacem
Oh my bodhisattva of new roses
you've saved me from my no-love neurosis
You've saved my old body from the fatwa
Let's lie down in a bed of roses
a pocketful that rings round the rosy
If this is the end of the world my love
let's fall down in bed and die
Let's give a new nod to nothing
Let's give a rosebud to nothing at all
How I love the new roses of nothing
Oh my bodhisattva of nothing
boding I hope no news but this
For our bodies and souls I hope nothing
but the weather of us in our peace
In the Space of a Sound
ISS resupply ship ready for Oct. 27 launch NASA |
When the Perk Doesn't Work
Michael Breach |
Riddle Me This
with six shelves of his publications Colm Mulcahy |
Here's an excerpt from David Suzuki's The Nature of Things that focuses on Gardner (video): http://vimeo.com/7176521
The Actor and the Cosmologist
Stephen and Jane, left; Redmayne and Felicity Jones Liam Daniel; Theory of Everything |
It was ten years from the time screenwriter and producer Anthony McCarten read Jane Hawking's memoir about her life with the famous astronomer to the screening of his film based on it: http://deadline.com/2014/10/stephen-hawking-film-theory-of-everything-anthony-mccarten-857626/
A Place Called Home
Peter Bialobrzeski |
Sic Transit Gloria ... and Mary and Alice and ...
screen shot |
And here, for those who, like me, immediately wanted to identify each artwork and its painter, is a list by someone who did it for us: http://www.maysstuff.com/womenidorg.htm
History, Yourstory
How many solar eclipses have there been in your lifetime? AP/Tourism Queensland |
Talking Trash
a Cairo zabal Khaled Desouki/AFP/Getty Images |
Extra! Read All About It!
Los Angeles Times |
A Woman of Some Importance
Constance Wilde with son Cyril, 1889 |
And a little bit about the man himself, keeping in mind his own quote "The truth is rarely pure and never simple": http://ottawacitizen.com/entertainment/local-arts/the-last-laugh-the-tragedy-behind-the-comedy-of-the-importance-of-being-earnest
Cruel Beauty
Monterey Bay Aquarium |
A Temporary Expedient
shipping-container homes, Kilis refugee camp, Turkey Umit Bektas/Reuters |
Turkey has been doing what it can (http://www.nytimes.com/2014/02/16/magazine/how-to-build-a-perfect-refugee-camp.html?_r=0), but the situation is escalating out of their control: http://www.theatlantic.com/international/archive/2013/10/syrian-refugees-face-an-increasingly-horrific-situation-in-turkey/280207/
Not Again
OK, I have to admit that I'm both repelled and intrigued by these experiments and their results. Via optogenetics, or the use of light to study and manipulate nerve cells, neuroscientists were able to erase a specific memory in mice. They were also able to study how the cortex and the hippocampus interrelate when it comes to the storage and retrieval of memories. "The cortex can't do it alone; it needs input from the hippocampus," UC Davis's Brian
Wiltgen explained. "This has been a fundamental assumption in our field for a
long time, and [Kazumasa Tanaka's] data provide the first direct evidence that it
is true": http://www.sciencedaily.com/releases/2014/10/141009163803.htm
'The Person Who Inspires'
archaeologist with the beautiful 'Miriam' screen shot |
Listen to Your Mother
Tom Denardo |
Today's encore selection -- from Autobiography of Mark Twain: Volume 1 by
Mark Twain. Samuel Clemens attempted to write his autobiography over
several decades but never finished, and instructed that the draft not be
made available for 100 years. In recently released manuscripts, Clemens
wrote of his early schoolboy friendships with black slaves, including
characters that appeared later in his most famous fictional works:
"All
the negroes were friends of ours, and with those of our own age we were
in effect comrades. I say in effect, using the phrase as a
modification. We were comrades, and yet not comrades; color and
condition interposed a subtle line which both parties were
Passing the Bar
As we head into the holiday party season, it's always good to have a few interesting facts up your sleeve to pull out in case of conversational emergency. And, really, what better topic than the product that's probably being imbibed all around you even as you speak? Herewith, 20 things you and your fellow revelers may or may not know about liquor (you're welcome): http://mentalfloss.com/article/51314/20-things-you-might-not-know-about-your-favorite-liquors
Talk This Way
George H.W. Bush's inaugural address weighs in at grade level 5.9. ABC News |
Just Because: 'The Wanton Life'
Kevin Scanlon |
The Wanton Life
For my son Ramiro,
sentenced to 28 years in the Illinois Department of Corrections
The long fingers of a wanton life,
from the ends of a twisted highway,
pull at us with the perfume of the streets
and its myriad romances,
all intoxicating, gripping at our skins;
as blasts of late-night shoot-outs,
the taste of a woman's wet neck in a dark alley,
and the explosion of liquor bottles
against a cinder-block wall
free us from the normal world,
while chaining us to the warped cement walks
of our diminished existence.
I run with you inside of me
entering layers of darkness,
into the swaddling of night,
with accelerating thoughts,
in the velocity of the city's demands,
36 Lenins
underwater museum, Black Sea AP/Sergey Dolzhenko |
Roadies for the NFL
screen shot (obviously!) |
The Last Words of Che Guevara
Guevara in Bolivia, 1967 AFP |
In this chapter of the BBC's Witness series, Cuban-born CIA agent Felix Rodriguez recalls the day he went to meet Ernesto (Che) Guevara after his capture in Bolivia. Rodriguez was one of the last ~ if not the last ~ men to talk to the revolutionary. Their conversation, and Guevara's execution soon after, took place on Oct. 9. 1967 (video): http://www.bbc.com/news/magazine-29475393
Voice Over
Who here likes the sound of his/her voice? Be honest. It is a bit shocking to hear the sound of one's own voice ~ I mean, the way other people hear it. It never sounds the way one expects it to. Why is that? you may well ask. There actually is a scientific reason, and it's explained in this (otherwise kind of obnoxious ~ you've been warned) video: http://www.slate.com/articles/video/video/2014/10/hate_the_sound_of_my_own_voice_the_science_behind_how_we_hear_our_own_voices.html
Hash House History
the Hibernator Cavendish Press |
The first restaurant in the world opened in 1765 in Paris, France. Historical documentation refers to a man by the name of A. Boulanger, a soup vendor, as the owner of an establishment in the Rue du Louvre district of Paris. Boulanger is credited with being the first businessman to use the word "restaurant" on his establishment. "Restaurant" originally was a French word that referred to bouillon-based soups that were said to restore health and strength. The sign outside of the restaurant is
'Good Lie,' Hard Truth
Duany in The Good Lie Bob Mahoney/Warner Bros. |
OMG, Winston!
Logophilia Education |
Finding Her Voice(s)
Yikes! In the If You Can Dream It, Someone Can Probably Do It department, allow me to introduce you to Anna-Maria Hefele, who can sing two notes at once. It's called polyphonic overtone singing, also known as sygyt or Tuvan throat-singing. Disconcerting or enthralling? You be the judge (story, video): http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2014/10/05/polyphonic-anna-maria-hefele_n_5934596.html
Clinton, Castro, and Jesse Helms
Havana, 2013 Adalberto Roque/AFP/Getty Images |
Infinite Insects
Here's a little gratuitous information you can use to liven up your Halloween party ~ or pretty much any party, for that matter. from wisegeek.com:
There are an estimated 900,000 different types of species of bugs that have been discovered and classified, and the ratio of bugs to mammals on Earth is thought to be approximately 312 to 1. Researchers believe that bugs outnumber humans and other mammals because they can survive on a large variety of matter, such as decomposing matter, plants, other insects, and don’t have to be as competitive with other bugs for food. Insects are also able to live in a larger range of climates and environments than
There are an estimated 900,000 different types of species of bugs that have been discovered and classified, and the ratio of bugs to mammals on Earth is thought to be approximately 312 to 1. Researchers believe that bugs outnumber humans and other mammals because they can survive on a large variety of matter, such as decomposing matter, plants, other insects, and don’t have to be as competitive with other bugs for food. Insects are also able to live in a larger range of climates and environments than
Climbing the Walls
Sure you can go to the gym and take on the climbing wall, with its boring little brown, gray, or olive-green hand- and footholds. You can drive to the nearest rock formation, crag, or cliff where it's allowed and go for a little bouldering or free soloing. But none of that could compare to taking on a temporary wall set up by Ikea in Clermont-Ferrand, France, where the footholds are furniture and there are chairs along the way in case you need to take a break: http://weburbanist.com/2014/09/30/ikea-flips-condo-sideways-to-create-furniture-climbing-wall/
What Do You Know?
"In Europe there's a lot more coverage of international news," said Farleigh Dickinson University poli sci professor Dan Cassino. "It's much easier to ignore international politics if you live in the U.S." Fighting words (though, admittedly, probably true). Cassino was being quoted in a BBC News story about a recent Pew Research Center survey of 1,002 U.S. adults in which several questions, having to do mainly with foreign
Just Because: 'King Leopold's Ghost'
A couple of posts farther down, you'll find one on HIV's roots in the Congo in the 1920s. It reminded me of ~ obviously, because the title I gave the post borrows from it ~ a fascinating book about that period (well, the events leading up to that period), by Adam Hochschild. Its subtitle, descriptively and appropriately, is A Story of Greed, Terror, and Heroism in Colonial Africa. It is quite the story, but even the best story loses its effect if it's not told well. Fortunately, that's not a concern here.
The beginnings of this story lie far back in time, and its reverberations still sound today. But for me a central incandescent moment, one that illuminates long decades before and after, is a young man's flash of moral recognition.
The year is 1897 or 1898. Try to imagine him, briskly stepping off a cross-Channel steamer, a forceful, burly man, in his mid-twenties, with a handlebar mustache. He is confident and well spoken, but his British speech is without the polish of Eton or Oxford. He is well dressed, but the clothes are not from Bond Street. With an ailing mother and a wife and growing family to support, he is not the sort of person likely to get caught up in an idealistic cause. His ideas are thoroughly conventional. He looks—and is—every inch the sober, respectable businessman.
Edmund Dene Morel is a trusted employee of a Liverpool shipping line. A subsidiary of the company has the monopoly on all transport of cargo to and from the Congo Free
INTRODUCTION
The beginnings of this story lie far back in time, and its reverberations still sound today. But for me a central incandescent moment, one that illuminates long decades before and after, is a young man's flash of moral recognition.
The year is 1897 or 1898. Try to imagine him, briskly stepping off a cross-Channel steamer, a forceful, burly man, in his mid-twenties, with a handlebar mustache. He is confident and well spoken, but his British speech is without the polish of Eton or Oxford. He is well dressed, but the clothes are not from Bond Street. With an ailing mother and a wife and growing family to support, he is not the sort of person likely to get caught up in an idealistic cause. His ideas are thoroughly conventional. He looks—and is—every inch the sober, respectable businessman.
Edmund Dene Morel is a trusted employee of a Liverpool shipping line. A subsidiary of the company has the monopoly on all transport of cargo to and from the Congo Free
Four Sisters, Forty Years
1995, Marblehead, Mass. Nicholas Nixon |
King Leopold's Other Ghost
early 1900s postcard from Boense, Belgian Congo |
The Zombie Virus
Do you really want to know? You might not. But, you know, know your enemy and all that. Ebola sounds like something out of World War Z. It can't be considered to be alive because, although it can reproduce, it can't do so without a host cell. And pity that poor host cell: Ebola shuts down the system it uses to communicate with other cells, takes it hostage, and uses it to multiply and infect more cells. Learn more about this and other creepily fascinating Ebola facts here ~ and then go out and be the life of the party: http://mentalfloss.com/article/59241/6-things-you-might-not-know-about-ebola
Trick and Treat
screen shot |
Just Because: 'Look Homeward, Angel'
I couldn't mention Thomas Wolfe (see post immediately below) without sharing some of his brilliant, poetic prose. This is his first novel, published in 1929.
... a stone, a leaf, an unfound door; of a stone, a leaf, a door. And of all the forgotten faces.
Naked and alone we came into exile. In her dark womb we did not know our mother's face; from the prison of her flesh have we come into the unspeakable and incommunicable prison of this earth.
Which of us has known his brother? Which of us has looked into his father's heart? Which of us has not remained forever prison-pent? Which of us is not forever a stranger and alone?
O waste of loss, in the hot mazes, lost, among bright stars on this most weary unbright cinder, lost! Remembering speechlessly we seek the great forgotten language, the lost lane-end into heaven, a stone, a leaf, an unfound door. Where? When?
O lost, and by the wind grieved, ghost, come back again.
A destiny that leads the English to the Dutch is strange enough; but one that leads from Epsom into Pennsylvania, and thence into the hills that shut in Altamont over the proud coral cry of the cock, and the soft stone smile of an angel, is touched by that dark miracle of chance which makes new magic in a dusty world.
Each of us is all the sums he has not counted: subtract us into nakedness and night again, and you shall see begin in Crete four thousand years ago the love that ended yesterday in Texas.
The seed of our destruction will blossom in the desert, the alexin of our cure grows by a mountain rock, and our lives are haunted by a Georgia slattern, because a London
PART ONE
... a stone, a leaf, an unfound door; of a stone, a leaf, a door. And of all the forgotten faces.
Naked and alone we came into exile. In her dark womb we did not know our mother's face; from the prison of her flesh have we come into the unspeakable and incommunicable prison of this earth.
Which of us has known his brother? Which of us has looked into his father's heart? Which of us has not remained forever prison-pent? Which of us is not forever a stranger and alone?
O waste of loss, in the hot mazes, lost, among bright stars on this most weary unbright cinder, lost! Remembering speechlessly we seek the great forgotten language, the lost lane-end into heaven, a stone, a leaf, an unfound door. Where? When?
O lost, and by the wind grieved, ghost, come back again.
1
A destiny that leads the English to the Dutch is strange enough; but one that leads from Epsom into Pennsylvania, and thence into the hills that shut in Altamont over the proud coral cry of the cock, and the soft stone smile of an angel, is touched by that dark miracle of chance which makes new magic in a dusty world.
Each of us is all the sums he has not counted: subtract us into nakedness and night again, and you shall see begin in Crete four thousand years ago the love that ended yesterday in Texas.
The seed of our destruction will blossom in the desert, the alexin of our cure grows by a mountain rock, and our lives are haunted by a Georgia slattern, because a London
Tom and Max
Thomas Wolfe |
Maxwell Perkins |
In the Company of Cats
My husband and I were definitely not cat people ~ until we moved into our new home and a street cat adopted us. Neighbors said they had all tried to get him to stay with them but that after a few days, he would always move on. He started by peering in our dining room window from the branches of the avocado tree. When we finally let him in, he played hide-and-seek with us and followed us on our evening walks around the neighborhood. "He's just like a dog," we said in amazement. More recently, as a cat convert, I traveled to Turkey and the Balkans, where there are many, many homeless animals (http://somanyinterestingthings.blogspot.com/2014/09/the-animals-of-istanbul.html). Happily, it seems that, in Istanbul at least, they really are "community creatures" and seem well care for. One group in the States is hoping to change people's minds here about outdoor, or what we call feral, cats: http://www.care2.com/causes/incredible-photos-document-secret-lives-of-street-cats.html
You Might Also Like ...
You know those ... umm, interesting little teasers that show up along the bottom of the screen when you're reading an article? "Controversial 'Skinny Pill' Sweeps the Nation," "How To Buy Must-Have Products for Next to Nothing" ~ you know the ones. There are a few companies that generate these "sponsored stories." One of them is Taboola, created in 2007 by a computer programmer who was always a math star but who got his training and experience in an encryption unit of the Israeli Defense Forces: http://www.bbc.com/news/business-29322578
New Yorker in Motion
Who doesn't love ~ or at least respect ~ the New Yorker? Its covers alone set it apart. They're beautiful, pertinent, profound, insightful, clever, and now, animated. Things change, but, like everything that august mag does, even this step forward is made gracefully: http://www.theguardian.com/media/2014/sep/30/the-new-yorker-animated-gif-cover
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