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Friend of the program Jonah Keri landed a heck of an interview for his podcast today: Canadian prime minster/mega-hunk Justin Trudeau. Montreal-native Keri and the PM had an excellent conversation about politics and the Canadian identity (or lack of one), and how Trudeau managed to build a cabinet that is half women…

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Our 14th most read article of the year.
(Originally published April 24, 2017.)

Even after two too many after-work old-fashioneds, Jim Talbott, 33, sensed that the woman on the Brooklyn-bound L Train was not quite as attracted to him as he was to her. She didn’t smile or thank him when he told her, slurringly, that her dress was “real nice.” Instead, she plugged her ears with ear-buds and turned the volume all the way up. “Is that Beyoncé?” he asked, twice, to no reply. He guessed he should probably stop talking to her, should stop staring at her legs, should absolutely not follow her off the train when she rushed out at First Avenue. Nevertheless, he persisted.

“I love sports,” Steve Ames, 22, would say, “just not lady sports.” Whenever lady sports came on TV, he would wave his hands in mock excitement and squawk, “Look at me! I’m a lady playing lady sports! Don’t mess up my hair! Oh no, I broke a nail!” Nobody ever laughed. He persisted nevertheless.

Francis Whiting III, 76, was the last of a dying breed: a true gentleman. The light of chivalry may yet be extinguished from the face of the earth, he lamented, but it would not disappear before he did. He rehearsed this thought, or some variation thereof, dozens of times each day: when, for example, he held the door for a woman slightly too far away for it to be strictly necessary, and when he stood as a woman approached his table, and when he assigned the most challenging cases at his firm to men, and when he noticed a woman at the office looking tired, and told her so, and urged her to get more rest. It was no simple matter, being chivalrous. Nevertheless, he was a man of principle, and persisted.

Yes, thought Tim Waters, 28, on a bench in Central Park. Yes, yes, no, he thought, as three more women passed by. Yes, would definitely bang. Yes, maybe, yes. He glanced at his phone and realized he was late to meet his girlfriend. Nevertheless, he persisted.

At dinner with a few of his college buddies and their wives, Dave Blake, 41, was halfway through the story of Sigma Nu’s epic 1997 road trip to Myrtle Beach when he saw that the ladies weren’t laughing: one was staring at the tablecloth, and shifting awkwardly in her chair; another was squinting at him, arms folded. He was fairly sure his own wife was covering her eyes in shame. Nevertheless, he had yet to come to the best part of the story: the part about the girl-on-girl mud wrestling. He persisted.

Robert Engle, 39, loved the arts. He had a favorite female novelist, a favorite female painter, a favorite female film director, and so on. When someone in his book club asked why he separately categorized art made by women, he didn’t know how to respond. But he persisted in doing so, nevertheless.

“Manufacturing is the key,” Henry Parker, 52, explained to the other parents at his son’s school’s family-day picnic. “That’s the thing most folks don’t understand.” He was about to deliver further insights into the state of the economy when he was interrupted. By a woman. Who disagreed with him. Who had many things to say about the economy. Who was an economist. Henry, who wasn’t, felt a swell of panic rising in his gut as he listened to her opinions on technology and automation and the evolving nature of labor. It was possible that he was outmatched. Nevertheless, he could not keep quiet. His first words after he cut her off were garbled, but he persisted, and soon he found that he’d raised his voice high, very high, far higher than was socially acceptable, and was demanding to be told, “What in god’s name this woman could possibly know about robots.”

Ed Owens, 68, first met his daughter’s partner at Thanksgiving. “Seems like a very nice girl, your friend,” he told his daughter that night, and was corrected. “Partner? What does that mean?” he asked. She explained. She explained again at Christmas, and at New Year’s, and at Easter. “It’s great you have such a close friend,” he said, nevertheless, persistently.

Long nights online had left Andy Rogers, 19, feeling unfulfilled. Maybe he should take up jogging or something, he thought as — for the tenth or the hundredth time that day — he sent the phrase “Shut ur dumb ugly mouth u dumb ugly bitch” to a woman he didn’t know. He could try lifting weights, maybe. Or get back into fantasy football. But then the screen flashed again, and on it he saw another woman who needed to be told to shut her dumb, ugly mouth, and so, nevertheless, in spite of everything, he persisted, and did.

In a crowded coffee shop, Chris Jones, 35, sipped his cappuccino and nodded earnestly at what his sister was saying. “Right,” he said. “Yeah, I totally see that.” Certain things he routinely said and did, she was explaining, made women feel uncomfortable. Offended. Demeaned, even. It was the jokes, the little asides, even the things he probably thought were helpful — like when he asked her if she thought it was a good idea to make an important investment decision while on her period — that were actually, you know, not helpful. She kept talking, and he kept nodding, and saying “Yeah, totally,” and thanking her for bringing this to his attention. She was probably just on her period, he thought. Across the table, his sister made a final plea: maybe he hadn’t realized how his behavior affected the women in his life. She thought that if she could just communicate how it made them feel, how it belittled them and held them back and undermined their achievements and sometimes made them want to literally scream with frustration, he would definitely stop. Nevertheless, he persisted.

A simple salad with roasted beets and a creamy horseradish dressing, plus some toasted pistachios for good measure. Read More

Look at this shit. This shit sucks.

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Eneroid’s horribly named, horribly video’d, horribly photographed battery charger is magic in practice, like a Mr. Bucket but for batteries.

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Later today, with six games left in the Premier League season and a mere four points separating them at the top of the table, the two best teams in England—Chelsea and Tottenham Hotspur—will meet at Wembley for the semi-final of the FA Cup. Narratives abound.

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If you want to understand intra-GOP warfare, the decision-making process of our president, the implosion of the Republican healthcare plan, and the rest of the politics of the Trump era, you don’t need to know about Russian espionage tactics, the state of the white working class, or even the beliefs of the…

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The manager’s withering assessment of a player who cost the club £27m three years ago will probably result in a summer move for the left-back

Football managers do not generally make a habit of offering withering criticisms of their own players, and José Mourinho’s frank admissions about Luke Shaw over the weekend are more likely to signal a parting of the ways than a wake-up call.

Phil Neville is among a minority who believe an exasperated manager was merely trying to bring a response through a verbal and highly public kick up the backside, though based on Shaw’s infrequent appearances for Manchester United this season it can be assumed Mourinho ran out of patience with his left-back some time ago.

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Donald Trump. Listen. I don’t want to get political. We can all agree that you are fundamentally a ideology-free narcissist piece of shit. Well have I got a deal for you.

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By now, you know the drill: windshield shattered, Indiana human unscathed, Indiana turkey dead. For the second time in four days, the target was an Indiana State Police officer, this time Trooper Aaron Weller. Also for the second time, the ISP delivered a morbid holiday reference:

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You may remember 16-year-old Zion Williamson from this incredible dunk or this one. Here’s another one from this weekend, which happened during a pregame routine but is legitimately cool on its own merits:

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Sports!

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Ex-Penn State president Graham Spanier was found guilty of a misdemeanor charge of child endangerment last week, for his failure to act upon information from graduate assistant Mike McQueary that he’d witnessed Jerry Sandusky engaging in sexual activity with a boy in a campus shower. The conviction followed former…

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The above is a snapshot from today’s spring training matchup between the Rockies and the Padres. What, pray tell, is going on here? A terrible game of hide and seek? A few guys choosing a weird time to practice their “stop, drop and roll” skills? Nope. Just a good old-fashioned swarm of bees:

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When a cold front blew in over Lake Ontario, photographer John Kucko caught wind of the phenomenon and rushed to shoot images of a remarkably frozen home.

Located in Webster, New York, the house is entirely trapped inside ice, a combination of sheets and icicles wrapping the residence on all sides. Outdoor furniture and landscaping elements between the lake and the house were likewise wrapped in frozen water.

An unusual combination of waves, wind and freezing weather contributed to the mix, as well as the home’s proximity to the lake. Winds over 80 mile per hour pushed water the short twenty feet to the residence. You can see more images and videos on the photographers Facebook page.

Years ago, artists in Detroit did something similar but intentional with an abandoned home, showering it with water and letting it ice over for effect.

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As an American soccer fan, this video of an oblivious reporter quite confidently asking Bastian Schweinsteiger, new to MLS’s Chicago Fire, whether Chicago can be expected to win the goddamn World Cup is almost too painful to sit through.

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The eyes! For the love of god, do not look into the eyes!

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In a Breakdown special, Adrian Clarke is joined by Alex Oxlade-Chamberlain to discuss the midfielder's season so far

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Brutalist architecture is often criticized for seeming cold, impersonal and out of human scale, but the same can’t be said for these structures when they’re miniaturized and ephemeral, destroyed in seconds by the sea. In fact, when they’re crafted out of sand on a beach, outside their usual context, we can appreciate the beauty of their geometry more than ever. Calvin Siebert’s modernist sand castles might just be better than the real thing.

While staying on Rockaway Beach in Queens during the summer, the professional sculptor and self-described ‘box builder’ crafts amazingly complex architectural structures that remain in place just long enough to photograph them, inevitably washing away. You might say that nature is… brutal.

While it’s not hard to imagine seeing some of these designs in the hills of Los Angeles, using sand as a medium enables Siebert to get more creative than the average architect in envisioning fantasy structures that could translate to concrete.

He doesn’t start with sketches, plans or even anything particular in mind, preferring to work intuitively, allowing the forms to take shape. He’s been creating these temporary works of art for the past six years, and has thousands of photos documenting them on his Flickr.

“Building ‘sandcastles’ is a bit of a test,” he says. “Nature will always be against you and time is always running out. Having to think fast and bring it all together in the end is what I like about it… once I begin building and forms take shape I can start to see where things are going and either follow that road or attempt to contradict it with something unexpected.”

“In my mind they are always mash-ups of influences and ideas. I see a castle, a fishing village, a modernist sculpture, a stage set for the oscars all at once. When they are successful they don’t feel contained or finished. They become organic machines that might grow and expand. I am always adding just one more bit and if time allowed I wouldn’t stop.”

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Our resident cartoonist presents a collection of classic gaffes (with apologies to Chris Brass, Jamie Pollock, Wayne Hatswell, Djimi Traoré, Lee Dixon, Tony Popovic and Peter Enckelman, whose acts of self-destruction were entirely accidental)

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There's a reason that my recipe for easy green chili with chicken made in the pressure cooker is one of my most popular pressure cooker dishes. The flavor-to-work ratio is simply off the charts. Here's the gist of it: Dump some ingredients into a pressure cooker. Turn it on and cook. Blend, season, and enjoy. No pre-searing meat, no charring vegetables, and barely any advance prep at all. Today, I'm bringing the technique to a classic pork-based chile verde, and it couldn't be simpler. Read More

Welcome to our March Bakealong challenge. Each month, we’ll announce a new recipe for you to try, along with helpful tips and step-by-step instructions here on our blog. We invite you to bake, then share a photo of your creation, tagging it #bakealong. Enjoy! Who doesn’t like garlic bread, right? Buttery and blissfully delicious; soft […]

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• Claim appears in forthcoming autobiography ‘Die Magie des Spiels’
• Mourinho said: ‘You think you’re so good that 50% is enough’

The Arsenal midfielder Mesut Özil has claimed in his autobiography that during their time working together at Real Madrid, José Mourinho called him ‘a coward’.

The pair both joined Real in the summer of 2010 and left in the summer of 2013, winning La Liga and the Copa del Rey together.

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My Norwegian pronunciations aren’t any better than my French ones, but as challenging as saying, “Sandefjordsmør,” may be, this amazingly simple butter sauce is not very challenging to make. 

People get nervous about butter sauce, since many types can easily “break,” which means the butter separates, but because of the cream, this is extremely stable, and very user-friendly. As long you don’t dump all the cold butter cubes in at once, and just toss them in a few at a time, your sauce will not break. 

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While fully subterranean homes can feel like grim bunkers, homes built partially into hills, cliffs and bluffs peek out from underground through glassy ‘eyes’ to gain daylight access and views of their surroundings. These covert residences are naturally camouflaged from several angles, blending into the landscape while still enjoying sun-dappled swimming pools, terraces and courtyards.

Underground Pavilion by Act Romegialli

An addition to a traditional home in Northern Italy sits beneath the surface in the backyard, disguised by a green roof, with its ample glazing looking out onto an artificial pond. Local architecture firm Act Romegialli connected the new wing of the home to the original structure with an underground tunnel and placed an indoor swimming pool and gym inside the addition.

Two Single-Family Homes in Paraguay by Bauen

Twin arcs protrude above grassy hills concealing the bulk of ‘two single-family homes’ by Paraguayan firm Bauen. The architects terra-formed the artificial hills and filled in voids between them with triple-height glass enclosures. Both of the luxurious homes look out onto a shared swimming pool. The roofs of the homes mirror the shape of the hills, and from afar, they’re barely visible.

Casa del Acantilado by Gilbartolomé Architects

‘Dragon House’ by Gilbartolomé Architects takes a challenging site and transforms it into something truly spectacular, with a curvilinear tiled roof resembling scales on a reptilian hide. The home itself is built into a cliff overlooking the Mediterranean Sea in Granada, Spain, with three ‘eyes’ leading out onto glass-walled balconies to take in the views. The interior is spread across two levels, and the living room segues into a cantilevered terrace with a swimming pool.

Casa Brutale by OPA

Set to be built into the cliffs of Beirut soon, rather than overlooking a sea as seen in these renderings, Casa Brutale by OPA instantly went viral upon its debut for its dramatic design, with nothing but its swimming pool and stairs visible from surface level. The glass-bottomed pool acts as a giant watery skylight for the entire underground home, which looks out onto the valley from a narrow glazed facade.

Pam and Jenny House by L’escaut

Positioned at waterline height within a garden, the ‘Pam and Jenny House’ by L’escaut is mostly subterranean but peeks out full-height glazing into a recessed courtyard to fill the space with light and make it feel larger. Seen from the main house, this addition looks like no more than a series of grassy plains.

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Artisan baker Maurizio Leo returns for his second post in Flourish. Maurizio’s award-winning blog, The Perfect Loaf, is a beautifully photographed ode to baking naturally leavened sourdough. Check out his previous piece on Naturally Leavened Brioche-Style Kugelhopf. Sliced sandwich bread was an undisputed staple of my childhood. Unfortunately, it’s earned itself a fairly bad rap […]

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We are thrilled to announce our annual Senior Superlatives! Celebrating excellence in multiple categories for the 359th consecutive year here at esteemed White Guy High School…

• Most Likely to Use Being a Nerd In High School as Justification for Treating Women Badly When You’re an Adult Man
  (Michael Clark)

• Most Likely to Upload a Photo of You On the Game of Thrones Throne and Another of You In Front of Angkor Wat to Your Dating Profiles
  (Owen Tallman)

• Most Likely to Be Late to Everything But Have It Literally Never Negatively Affect Your Life Ever at All Because of Your Insane Level of Privilege
  (Matthew Gwinn)

• Most Likely to Produce a Podcast Where You’re Just “Real”
  (Kyle Clark)

• Most Likely to Claim You Do Not Have More Privilege Than Any Systematically Oppressed Group Because You “Have Some Student Loans”
  (Brian Callahan)

• Most Likely to Yell at a Woman In a Bar Because She Doesn’t Know Who Bill Hicks Is
  (Brandon Rogers)

• Most Likely to Say That Not Voting is Cool Because of a Mark Twain Quote
  (Dylan Tallman)

• Most Likely to Post a Lengthy Facebook Status Telling People How They Should Feel About Sexual Assault, But Not Personally Reach Out to Any Actual Women In Your Life About It
  (Kevin Moore)

• Most Likely to Throw a Benefit for Breast Cancer Awareness Month With the Sole Purpose of Getting Laid
  (Kyle Tallman, Jr.)

• Most Likely to Claim to Know Which Street “THE BEST” Pho Restaurant is On
  (Kennedy Fairfax)

Congrats to all the wonderful students nominated this year! Thank you for voting! Have a great summer with your parents in Cape Cod!

ALEXANDRA: We need go bags, Michael.

MICHAEL: You’re overreacting.

ALEXANDRA: That’s what you said last October when my panic attacks started. I’m just saying we need to be prepared, Michael. What if they repeal health care and we can’t afford your Xanax? What if Civil War erupts? What if they destroy the internet and we have to wait to subscribe to print? What if you forget to put a post-it over your laptop camera one day and they see you have a periodic table hanging in your office?

MICHAEL: We need go bags.

ALEXANDRA: WE NEED GO BAGS!

MICHAEL: What do we put in them? Is there an Amazon list? Is Prime still next day in the event of an apocalypse? Oh, sweet merciful Jon Stewart, tomorrow is Sunday.

ALEXANDRA: We’ll need to travel light. Bare essentials, Michael.

MICHAEL: Is the generator gassed up? How many gallons of gas does it take to charge a tablet?

ALEXANDRA: In this apocalyptic scenario, we’re assuming there’s no internet, remember?

MICHAEL: How many gallons to charge a Kindle?

ALEXANDRA: ESSENTIALS, MICHAEL. That means cellphones, passports, pussy hats. Should we take supplies to make protest signs?

MICHAEL: Can’t we just make a multi-purpose one in advance and take that?

ALEXANDRA: But what if they attack another group? It won’t be just the Muslims forever.

MICHAEL: Then we’ll make it say, “All lives matter.”

ALEXANDRA: JESUS FUCKING CHRIST, MICHAEL. Have you been living under an ecologically-responsible yurt? We can’t say that shit. People are going to think you aren’t woke.

MICHAEL: I still don’t understand that word. Is it a grammar thing? I haven’t slept since November. So did I woke last year?

ALEXANDRA: I don’t think that’s how it works. But I DO know you never, ever say “All Lives Matter.”

MICHAEL: There are way too many rules when total chaos reigns.

ALEXANDRA: We’re all making sacrifices, Michael. I desperately miss watching Empire.

MICHAEL: Are you allowed to boycott a Black TV show? I thought we were just boycotting Fox News. Now it’s the whole damn network?

ALEXANDRA: I think so. Honestly, I can’t keep up with what we’re boycotting. Thank heavens our Prius is self-driving because my Facebook feed keeps vacillating over which ride company is fleecing the immigrants.

MICHAEL: I know. I can’t even enjoy my heteronormative porn. I don’t even know who I am anymore. For a moment last night, I almost didn’t care that my fantasy league is in pieces.

ALEXANDRA: Wasn’t the Super Bowl last weekend? Isn’t football over?

MICHAEL: The season is over?!? WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING TO ME!?!?! Next you’ll tell me I can’t even enjoy a beer and steak.

ALEXANDRA: Methane gas, Michael. DiCaprio says no more red meat. And I haven’t found an American-made beer yet that didn’t support you-know-who. So we’re out. But that reminds me, we should throw in some boxes of wine. I’d normally prefer a white with the non-GMO, organic, fair-trade-certified kale chips and box of Lara bars I’ve packed, but refrigeration might be an issue. Red it is!

MICHAEL: Wait! If the internet is broken, does Apple Pay still work? Are we going to have to use credit cards like the olden days?

ALEXANDRA: No, I’m afraid we’ll need cash.

MICHAEL: Ugh. Well let’s make sure we get big bills. A fat wallet messes up the lines of my skinny jeans. And pack some hand sanitizer. Money is filthy.

ALEXANDRA: Paper money burns, Michael. We need silver coins. Lots of them. And maybe we should throw in some gold jewelry. Hey! On the plus side, maybe all those class rings you’ve been hoarding will finally be useful!

MICHAEL: This isn’t all going to fit into my NPR tote. It’s so heavy, Alexandra. The weight of all of this is so, so heavy. Can’t we send some more money to the ACLU and pretend this will all just go away. Based on this growing pile of essentials, a few more tote bags wouldn’t hurt.

ALEXANDRA: I know, Michael. It really puts it all into perspective, doesn’t it? The refugees are so brave.