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13 Mar 12:32

THE BINS: Teeth

by Lucas Adams
21 Feb 15:20

Dan Weiss’s Morning Coffee

by Dan Weiss
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The feral buildings of Hong Kong

21 Feb 12:46

This is the best opening paragraph in any news story ever

20 Feb 17:55

February 20, 2014

Danpoppy

"David Bowie’s isolated vocal track from “Ziggy Stardust” is, of course, stunning."

North Korea threatens to cancel, then permits reunions between its citizens and South Korean relatives.

U.S. Dept. of the Interior is spoon-feeding bad information to reporters—we now know 50,000+ wild horses live in atrocious conditions.

Whether to go “-gate” or “-ghazi”: Toward a unified theory of scandal-naming.

Lovely photos of U.S. intelligence agency headquarters. #photos

The first smart gun in the U.S. is here, and it could transform the industry by appealing to owners’ safety concerns.

Texas campaign ads play up Texas stereotypes and the ominous threat of liberalism. #video

There were the grandfathers who refused to eat pork. Remnants of the Spanish Inquisition survive in the American Southwest.

Uranium pollution in a New Mexico reservation may force the Navajo who’ve settled there for generations to leave.

Texting significantly distorted their gait and walking form, whether they intended to contort themselves or not. #health

New research finds link between homophobia and early cardiovascular-related death.

Tilt. Turn. Eyes closed. Glasses. Visual data analysis of selfies from Bangkok, Berlin, Moscow, New York, and São Paulo.

The oldest infographic dates back to 1617; figures like Edmund Halley and Florence Nightingale used them as explainers.

The cause behind the mass honeybee deaths could be the Deformed Wing Virus—it’s also killing bumblebees.

When watching a lot of Netflix becomes binge-watching: four episodes, if it’s a drama; half-hour shows don’t count.

How the Beatles went viral in America: artistic merit, social and technological change, hard work, and luck.

David Bowie’s isolated vocal track from “Ziggy Stardust” is, of course, stunning.

Recalling the New York City bike messenger with one leg. #video


    






14 Feb 12:32

A Valentine’s gift from Call And Response Records

by ifmartin
Danpoppy

I haven't listened to this yet, but it's a bunch of mostly Japanese bands covering Black Sabbath's Paranoid for a Valentine's Day compilation. duh.

Every couple of years or so, my label Call And Response Records likes to put together a compilation project for Valentine’s Day, usually themed around cover versions of one band or another. The idea is always to do something lo-fi and throw together all sorts of things, regardless of genre or recording quality and to release it only in a limited fashion, either as a CD/R or download. Bands are encouraged to spend as little time on it as possible and just to mess around and have fun, although this is usually a pretty futile thing to ask given the neurotic perfectionism of most musicians we know. In any case, the result is always going to be more or less lo-fi.

I’m not sure where the idea of asking every band to cover Black Sabbath’s Paranoid came from, but I’m pretty sure it was partly inspired by the compilation A Houseguest’s Wish, in which 19 bands took turns covering Wire’s Outdoor Miner (and indeed Wire’s own album The Drill, where the band did numerous covers of their own song). The decision to pick Paranoid as a song came out of an ongoing obsession with Black Sabbath that the Quit Your Band! zine’s editorial team developed (and which culminated in our decision to rate albums using a system called the “Sabbath Scale”). It’s a good choice of song I think because it’s so utterly, utterly stupid and simple that it leaves huge amounts of room for interpretation by expanding, elaborating, or honing it in various ways. A similarly well known song like War Pigs or Iron Man would have imposed itself a bit too much on the artist and been less flexible in its scope for interpretation.

I also think the idea of a whole load of different bands covering the same song is artistically incredibly interesting in its own right, with the similarity of the underlying song forcing you to be conscious of what the musicians are doing to it in terms of structure, arrangement and performance. Over the course of an album, the repetitiveness of the same theme, each time in a different iteration, has a curiously trancelike quality to it as well. Rather like the documentary film The Aristocrats (also perhaps an influence), where dozens of comedians tell the same filthy joke in all manner of different ways, each adding their own twist on the familiar theme, I think seeing the same song played by a lot of bands gives an interesting insight into the creative process.

In any case, the response to this project overwhelmed me. I recruited bands pretty indiscriminately over a period of several months, assuming that for such a low-key project, it wouldn’t be particularly high priority for most of them. As time went by, I realised that interest in the project was way greater than I’d anticipated, and I started happily telling people that there could be as many as 15 different artists taking part. The 21st track arrived in my inbox at 8:30 this morning and the finished album runs to almost one and a half hours.

The tracks cover as wide a range of genres as my taste allows. It features mostly Japanese or Japan-based artists, although a couple of tracks hail from overseas. The core of the album was recruited from among the underground music oddballs who hang out at Call And Response’s monthly Fashion Crisis event at Koenji One, and it’s the inclusive, eclectic, but passionately knowledgeable atmosphere of Fashion Crisis that I think defines the overall feeling of the album. Some bands took their tracks very seriously, and the album contains moments of quite staggering beauty, while others followed my initial advice and took it as an opportunity to have fun, creating some moments of laugh-out-loud silliness in the process. Every track approaches the song in an interesting way, and there’s also I think a joyousness that runs though it that’s partly from the inherent qualities of Sabbath’s original song and partly from the sheer scale and expression of human creativity that’s on display.「チョコくれるのはいいが・・・、何を企んでるんだぁぁ!?!?」

DOWNLOAD 「チョコくれるのはいいが・・・、何を企んでるんだぁぁ!?!?」 FREE HERE (114mb so might take a long time — sorry!)

The album title is 「チョコくれるのはいいが・・・、何を企んでるんだぁぁ!?!?」which basically means, “Thanks for the chocolate… What’s your agenda!?!?” (I’m just going to refer to it as “Choco Kureru…” from now on) and here’s a rundown of the track list:

1. Fidel Villeneuve
Originally from Wolverhampton, Fidel is near enough a hometown brother of Sabbath themselves, although with a rather different musical background on Atari Teenage Riot’s Digital Hardcore label and in London powerpop band Applicants. Nonetheless, the same hot Bovril runs through both Fidel and Ozzy’s veins, and his sample-based approach gives early warning of the excesses to come.

2. ロア/Loa
I had to get these guys on the album. There’s so much Sabbath in what they do anyway that it would have been criminal not to have them involved, and their high-octane approach to the track plays it more or less straight, but with the emphasis on speed and shot through with a prog rocky virtuosity.

3. 経立/Futtachi
This psychedelic band from Kagoshima on the southern island of Kyushu are the latest band from Iguz Soseki of post-hardcore garage-punk band Zibanchinka and their approach sounds like early Captain Beefheart, or maybe Faust covering I Want Candy. Apparently their aim was to do “Sabbath in the jungle”.

4. Human Wife
Usually feedback-heavy riff merchants, Human Wife’s take on the track slows it down and draws out the emotional core of the song, turning it into this really quite affecting junkie’s confessional.

5. Client/Server:Q
With music where drone and sonic texture are more important than melody and songcraft, the cover naturally takes on a more abstract flavour. you see this a few times on Choco Kureru…, but this is the first, building up a wall of noise and feedback that ebbs and flows throughout the track.

6. Abikyokan
Abikyokan are a genre unto themselves, although “avant-pop” serves them well enough most of the time. Here, Paranoid acts as a distraction to them from their current obsession with the influence of early Christianity on the Roman Empire, and they swing at it with all their synthpop electro-funk bats at once. They’re also one of a few bands on here to break down the original song’s structure and reconstruct it around just the bits that they like.

7. うるせぇよ/Uruseeyo
This Tokyo post-punk band exemplify something that’s actually true of a lot of the bands on Choco Kureru… in that they’re a band who usually play in a genre of which guitar solos aren’t really an integral part, but at the same time, the solo in Paranoid plays such an integral role in the minimal structure of the song, that something has to go there. They dive eagerly into the challenge and pull off a spiky, dance-punk solo with aplomb.

8. Han Han Art, featuring Fukusuke (Owarythm/Nature Danger Gang)
Former Mornings bassist Shingo “Rally” Nakagawa has been on a Z Records tip for a long time now and with his new band Han Han Art brings his love of no wave/disco in spades. The decision to recruit guest sax player Fukusuke came from listening to too much Pigbag, and this was probably unintentional, but I keep hearing the intro to Duran Duran’s Girls on Film in the guitar intro. Also on guitar, this track has another excellent example of a postpunk solo.

9. Under
This mysterious artist does another abstract, instrumental, drone-based take on the song, but uses more ambient tones rather than noise. A good example of the extent to which sonic texture alone can influence the mood of a track, and the result is beautiful.

10. Artless Note
Clearly recorded on an MP3 recorder or something while messing around in the studio, this track sounds like it’s an edit culled from a much longer improvisation session with the band playing around with a couple of key themes from the song. There are moments where it sounds impossibly messy, and then they do something suddenly out of thin air that reminds you that this is a talented, musically intelligent band. This is actually one of the most interesting tracks on the album, because the studio improvisation setting has seen them jettison the entire structure of the song, all the lyrics, and just focus on the famous, catchy elements, which they return to every time the intervening bits of musical deconstruction seem to lose their way. In that way, it’s similar to The Muppets’ famous rendition of Mahna Mahna and really quite funny in a music nerdy kind of way.

11. Umez
When this arrived in my inbox the night before the album was supposed to be released, I was busy working on sequencing the track list and working out how to balance all the different genres and styles, working out what gaps there were that needed to be filled. When I listened to it, a bell rang in my head and I thought, “Drum’n'bass! That’s what I was missing!” So thanks, Umez.

12. スロウマリコ/Slow-Marico
Lo-fi indie duo Slow-Marico are heavily influenced by The Jesus & Mary Chain and that shows through in this rough-edged and noisy cover, although the way they play it over a cheap drum machine gives it something of The Vaselines’ indie charm rather than the rock swagger of the JAMC.

13. Trinitron (featuring Gloomy and Ryotaro Aoki)
This is one of the ones I worked on, so fair warning about that. I have this idea that as music is more and more easily globally accessible, it also emphasises our mutual incomprehensibility, and Trinitron sometimes play games with this. Trinitron’s members are a mix of British, Japanese and Slovenians, and we speak at least four languages between us, often switching between them mid-song or overdubbing them so as to bury the meaning. In this case we decided to do the whole song in a language that none of us understand either, so we had a friend translate the lyrics into Italian and had the girls read them out without preparation, just as they imagined they might be pronounced. So apologies to any Italian readers (which basically means Mark and Zio as far as I know) but it’s not a calculated insult to your language: it’s art! With the music, we were aiming for a sort of Flying Saucer Attack-style Kraut/shoegaze vibe, with Tokyo synthpop chanteuse Gloomy providing the cute “ba-ba-ba”s in tribute to Stereolab and Ryotaro Aoki on cataclysmic thunderstorm guitars in tribute to the gods of Valhalla.

14. Carl Freire
Carl’s background is in the 80s and 90s US alternative and punk scene, and his downbeat, minimal cover has echoes of that, particularly in the Velvetsy repetition and combination of punk and psychedelic elements.

15. Kaki
Kaki is the alter ego of Zana from Trinitron, so this downtempo electronic track is her second track on Choco Kureru…, providing a more sophisticated and musically and conceptually pure take on the original than the mishmash of approaches that Trinitron usually ends up being.

16. Loser & Ribbons
Indiepop/new wave duo Loser & Ribbons’ track has echoes of Shibuya-kei, particularly early Capsule, in its arrangement, with the introductory synth pattern reminding me of the music that plays when you get the invincibility star in Mario and giving it a technopop, video game music vibe. One of the interesting things about their approach is that they place much more emphasis on the “Can you help me / Occupy my brain?” line that only appears once in the original, rewriting the melody slightly and repeating it over and over until it becomes a proper chorus rather than the interlude it is in Sabbath’s version.

17. Oa (featuring Hatsune Miku)
Ryotaro Aoki makes his second appearance on the album with this piece of bubblegum hardcore, clearly influenced a lot by Melt Banana and featuring the vocals of Vocaloid voice synthesiser character Hatsune Miku. As with the Trinitron track, this one plays games with language. The latest version of Hatsune Miku, which this is, can sing in English, but this track uses the Japanese version anyway, phonetically approximating the sounds of the English words, but unable to do so completely because of the different, stricter rhythm of Japanese, meaning that some parts of the song descend into incomprehensible babble.

18. Jahiliyyah
The longest track by far on Choco Kureru…, and one of the most brutal and hard-hitting. Jahiliyyah are basically a noise group, but the drum machine and synth pulse that they incorporate into this track give it a lot of industrial and EBM too, taking a page right out of the Throbbing Gristle playbook. The results are fearsome and brilliant.

19. 人魂/Hitodama
Dave from Jahiliyyah making his second appearance with another noise track, although where Jahiliyyah are more about melding numerous layers into a single, rich wall of sound, Hitodama allows the layers to breathe, to exist as discrete elements in a salad bowl of sound, dropping in and out as necessary and leading to a track that is more ambient overall.

20. Voided By Geysers
Confession: this is another of my bands. VBG are a tribute band to US lo-fi rockers Guided By Voices (hence the name) and it amused us that our only recorded output would be a cover of a different band entirely. The take included here was the second time we’d ever played the song and so there are a lot of rough edges to the performance, but we felt it was the take that had the most heart. The idea here was to have just one straight garage rock take on Paranoid right near the end of the album as a reminder of the original after the excesses that have gone before, although when the Loa track came in doing a similar thing with greater technical virtuosity, that complicated the plan. I’m still proud of this track and it gets across something simple and stupid in the original in a way other tracks on this album don’t, but if I was making this as an album for professional release, I’d have used the Loa track here instead of VBG. However, I was working on a strict principle of “include everything that’s in my inbox come the morning of the 14th”, so Loa and VBG act as kinda-sorta bookends to the album instead. Ryotaro Aoki appears yet again on this track as the bassist, while Carl Freire makes his second appearance, on guitar. Tokyo indie bandspotters might be interested to know that drums are by Sean from Henrytennis.

21. Tiny Tide
Basically the solo project of prolific Italian indiepop singer-songwriter Mark Zonda, Tiny Tide’s simple, slowed down version of the song is classy where most tracks on Choco Kureru… fought for the extremes, as well as genuinely touching and quite beautiful. It was the first track I received in Autumn 2013, just after I’d first conceived of the idea, and even before I knew what else was going to be included it was always going to be the closing track. Mark also wrote the Italian lyrics that Trinitron so wilfully butchered earlier, so sorry to him for that.


14 Feb 11:16

Ghosts of the Tsunami | London Review of Books | Feb. 6, 2014 | 28 Minutes (7,185 words)

by Richard Lloyd Parry

The writer visits a Zen temple in Japan, where he meets with a priest who has been exorcising the spirits of people who had drowned in the 2011 tsunami and taken possession of the living. A story about loss and Japan's cult of ancestors:

Over the course of last summer, Reverend Kaneda exorcised 25 spirits from Rumiko Takahashi. They came and went at the rate of several a week. All of them, after the wartime sailor, were ghosts of the tsunami. For Kaneda, the days followed a relentless routine. The telephone call from Rumiko would come in the early evening; at nine o’clock her fiancé would pull up in front of the temple and carry her out of the car. As many as three spirits would appear in a single session. Kaneda talked to each personality in turn, sometimes over several hours: he established their circumstances, calmed their fears and politely but firmly enjoined them to follow him towards the light. Kaneda’s wife would sit with Rumiko; sometimes other priests were present to join in with the prayers. In the early hours of the morning, Rumiko would be driven home. ‘Each time she would feel better, and go back to Sendai, and go to work,’ Kaneda told me. ‘But then after a few days, she’d be overwhelmed again.’ Out among the living, surrounded by the city, she would become conscious of the dead, a thousand importunate spirits pressing in on her and trying to get inside.

13 Feb 23:13

The Bible's anachronistic camel problem

by Jason Kottke
Danpoppy

huh.

There are too many camels in the Bible. Evidence suggests they were domesticated in Israel centuries after the events in Genesis took place.

Camels probably had little or no role in the lives of such early Jewish patriarchs as Abraham, Jacob and Joseph, who lived in the first half of the second millennium B.C., and yet stories about them mention these domesticated pack animals more than 20 times. Genesis 24, for example, tells of Abraham's servant going by camel on a mission to find a wife for Isaac.

These anachronisms are telling evidence that the Bible was written or edited long after the events it narrates and is not always reliable as verifiable history. These camel stories "do not encapsulate memories from the second millennium," said Noam Mizrahi, an Israeli biblical scholar, "but should be viewed as back-projections from a much later period."

Dr. Mizrahi likened the practice to a historical account of medieval events that veers off to a description of "how people in the Middle Ages used semitrailers in order to transport goods from one European kingdom to another."

Update: Added "in Israel" to clarify the camel domestication timeline...they were domesticated much earlier in the Arabian Peninsula.

Archaeologists have established that camels were probably domesticated in the Arabian Peninsula for use as pack animals sometime towards the end of the 2nd millennium BCE. In the southern Levant, where Israel is located, the oldest known domesticated camel bones are from the Aravah Valley, which runs along the Israeli-Jordanian border from the Dead Sea to the Red Sea and was an ancient center of copper production. At a 2009 dig, Dr. Ben-Yosef dated an Aravah Valley copper smelting camp where the domesticated camel bones were found to the 11th to 9th century BCE.

(via @arbesman)

Tags: religion   science   The Bible
01 Nov 14:03

The Knicks, In The Hospital

by David Roth

I will not agree with any sentence that begins, “There are two kinds of people…” This is the sort of thing people say when they're trying to be witty, but it's a silly and stupid sort of bisection. It assumes that the world and the people in it are simpler than they are, and moreover that with a great sweep of your hand you can shove 3.5 billion humans over to one side and 3.5 billion to the other and be more or less done with it, and it's tough to fathom how anyone who lives in this world, around people, could believe as much. There is, however, one version of this ancient platitude that I get a bang out of. This is it:

Everyone in the world is either a patient or a nurse. That is, you’re either in some form of chronic, torturous physical or mental (or both) agony, or you’re one of the lucky ones and so do your best to perform the alternately dull and repugnant tasks necessary to help another human that is suffering beyond comprehension.

There are no doctors in this paradigm, mind you, just an underpaid, overworked schlub—a kind, caring, admirable schlub, but no superhero—trying to change some miserable patient’s bedpan or perhaps place a damp cloth on his/her forehead. If there were doctors in the equation, it’d imply that there’s some kind of cure, or people with the secret knowledge to remedy these non-negotiables. There aren't, because there aren't. This is bleak, I know.

I mention it because it has been scrolling like a doomy stock ticker through my mind since I wandered out of the Knicks’ training camp facilities on Media Day. This was not a place of existential crisis or even much depth. I just spent a few hours there trying to dragoon vaguely interesting quotes out of bemused/bored professional basketball players. But I can see how this bleak binary made its way in there.

***

On the drive up to Greenburgh, NY, we found ourselves feverishly lost amid suburban sprawl, just row after row of manicured highway and indistinguishable office park. We realized, late, that we were at the turnoff, though the only distinguishable sign read, “Trauma Center.”

Inside the facility, rows of standard-brand folding chairs were set up before a mini-stage, on which there was a table and a Knick-emblazoned backdrop. We were informed that the players would be there to answer questions, as would newly minted President/GM Steve Mills and Coach Mike Woodson. Evidently, this was a bit of a departure, as in seasons past the players were strewn about the gym and available to answer whatever asked; like a state fair, in that sense, but with very tall individuals in shorts standing in for livestock, pulling tractors, Dippin’ Dots and deep-fried everything.

Which is too bad. Even in so an artificial setting—state fairs are not spontaneous things—there is something about talking to a person, looking in that person's eyes, and so on. The opposite of that something is a press conference, which is by nature a dreary, turgid affair dedicated to the dissemination of official stories. Naturally, the Knicks PR team was hugely present; there was a gentleman taking notes just to the side of the podium. Not of what the players/coach/front office says, but noting which reporter asked which question. A team of kids milled about the perimeter, and the resemblance to the dead-eyed staff that ran Tim Robbins’/Bob Roberts’ campaign for the Senate in ’92 was eerie. We were being managed.

First up was the Mills. Who has, as it happens, had this job before. Mills was present for both many of the high crimes—say, the multimillion dollar lawsuit that Madison Square Garden had to dole out in a sexual harassment suit that involved then-GM Isiah Thomas and other Knicks power types—and comic misdemeanors (Jerome James) that defined the reign of fedora-ed bluesman/walking embodiment of oblivious self-indulgence James Dolan at Madison Square Garden. In Dolan's paranoid, upside-down world, those accumulated disgraces are actually qualifications for a restoration.

So, for reasons known only to God and Dolan, the Knicks booted the fairly successful GM Glen Grunwald a mere five days before the start of training camp and returned Mills—a rather connected gent with ties to NBA uber-fixer William “Worldwide Wes” Wesley—to the captain’s chair. No explanation for the change in leadership was given and anyone with a functioning cerebral cortex knew that none would be forthcoming. There were a great many questions to ask Mills, but foremost among them was, "What are you doing here?"

And this is when I started to feel like I was in a hospital.

THE RESIDENT

If you’ve ever had to visit a friend, relative or a love one who has been admitted, you will at some point speak to a doctor. She won’t be the main physician actually treating your friend/loved one/relative, but she will provide you with the baseline information about what’s occurring and/or what plans for treatment may lie ahead.

Which is to say, you won’t be getting much information at all. You’ll get some bland statements about “awaiting the results of procedures” and “waiting to hear what the surgeon/specialist says.” These statements will usually be delivered with a parched, flavorless optimism. This is unless you've spent the entire day researching whatever malady is being treated. Then you'll have questions about whether, say, an 80-year-old man with a broken hip who’s developing persistent nighttime pain and showing signs of a thrombosis—a deeply embedded blood clot caused by pooling blood due to inactivity—Coumadin is really the best drug to prescribe. (Because of course blood thinners such as Coumadin, which is FYI basically rat poison, can cause internal bleeding and lead to strokes, which is why any invasive procedure is incredibly dangerous after you’ve hit a certain age.) In that case, you will get a different sort of not-quite-answer—either "ask Dr. Specialist" or a cool disagreement with the inexpert conclusions you've reached over hours of fervid, manic research. This manifests as a kind of steely-eyed objectivity that’s meant to convey the unassailable nature of his assertions/diagnosis. There are many ways to be dismissed, and few appealing ones.

So Mills was delivering a meandering soliloquy about his time working on other facets of the league and how excited he was to BOILERPLATE CORPORATE/SPORTS SPEAK vis-à-vis the New York Pro Basketball team. He mentioned analytics as an important component—not so much, one sensed, because he really believed in the brave new worlds that data analysis had opened for smart GM’s, but because it is now a mandatory bit of jargon. He slung some more of that, with confidence, and the floor was opened to questions.

The first one was, naturally, why the change? He answered:

"[Dolan] didn’t express anything about the job that Glen had done or any problems with the job that Glen had done. But he did express that he felt in today’s environment of the NBA with the punitive nature of the tax structure and the salary cap, that he wants to have an organization that is the best in the NBA. He felt it was time to bring someone in who can take a look at every aspect of running a basketball business from the use of analytics in terms of evaluating the players that you have and the players you should have. What is the best structure in terms of creating and developing a scouting staff? What is the best way to prepare your players and evaluate how your players are doing and how you can make them the best they can be and to create an organization that allows players to perform at their best. Those are the things he was looking at and he thought I was the person to do it.''

This is a long way of saying that Mr. Dolan wanted The Best Person For The Job. It's how Steve Mills talks. It was, as such, how he answered the follow-up questions. Why now? What, on the above list, did Glen Grunwald fail to do?

The answer was invariably; “You’ll have to ask James Dolan about that.” It has been six years since the Knicks' chubby-fingered despot deigned to give the peasantry so much as an inkling of his thoughts. We’ll find out why Mills was hired in 2019, when he is replaced by someone who explains the things that he was brought in to do, and is unable to say which of those Mills did not do. We will have to ask James Dolan about that, and he probably won't answer.

And then Mills was asked if he had any regrets about his prior tenure—you remember, the one where the Knicks became a bleak joke. He said, “No,” and I stopped taking notes. I recall him adding that he thought he did a “great” job and that he wouldn’t change a thing.

Which is clearly madness. During Mills' five years as President of Madison Square Garden, the Knicks were a howling garbage fire. But which, also, was the only answer Mills could have given. If he'd said, “In every situation I try to look for places to improve/ways in which I could have done a better job and so on,” the follow-up questions would be versions of, “And what were those mistakes?” Had Mills dodged that by repeating a slightly altered version of his first statement, the next question would have been, “So what did you learn? Was it not to hire Isiah Thomas?” And so on and on, until eventually there is enough juice and Haunting Isiah Memories to produce a few back page stories. Mills had to have known that his prior stint was not rainbows and concord, but made a knowingly incorrect statement because he wanted to end the conversation.

Which I guess is the mark of a good executive, and also more or less the tact that residents take when fretful family member types start with the grilling on this medication versus that one and what is or isn’t contraindicated. Each answer—any answer—would only prompt further questions, and there are rotations to make and a job to do. If she really were to take my hand and walk me—and every other sad-manic individual sweating bedside—through every step of his decision-making process, she’d be screwed. That is not her job; she cannot do her job if she does that. We might not like it, but what she does all that can possibly be done.

PATCH ADAMS

A terrible movie. The absolute nadir of weepy manic-serious Robin Williams, before he descended or ascended or otherwise disappeared into whatever it is he does now. But if you’ve ever been forced to spend long stretches of time in an institution of healing, you’ll realize that it’s based on an actual thing.

Invariably, you’ll encounter a medical professional who takes the whole ‘curative power(s) of laughter/joy/merriment’ thing very literally. He/she will sling terrible, groan-inducing jokes and/or wear some form of comical, notionally mood-lightening garment. Of course, the jokes invariably tend to be far more for the teller’s benefit than anyone else’s, and I get that—hospital work is really effing hard, and demoralizing, and often heartbreaking. If skipping down the corridors in a pair of Zubaz swinging a rubber chicken is what’s necessary to get you through the day, go for it. If it somehow makes a difference somehow, all the better. But for the most part, mirth doesn't fly in these environs and circumstances. It scans as an insult, whatever its intent.

Enter Metta World Peace. Metta kicked off the proceedings by grabbing a microphone and interviewing the audience/reports, asking, “What did you have for breakfast?” and “You just got a big new job. What’s the job?” before finishing up with, “If you see me out on the street doing anything, make sure you put the camera down and never report anything bad, OK?”

None of it was funny, and yet the assembled members of the fourth estate were tittering anyway. This was mainly because it was, if nothing else, a respite to the tightly controlled environment and the general air of bore, low-simmer dissatisfaction at the exchange of non-questions and non-answers.

My inner Arnold Horshack was, at this point, bouncing off the walls. I desperately wanted teacher to call on me because in the midst of all this forced jocularity, I thought up a real zinger. I wanted to tell Metta that I’d dropped 10 pounds this offseason and was in the best writing shape of my career. I even had a follow-up. If he asked about my training regimen, I was going to say, “I stopped brushing my teeth with fudge.”

But this was not an interactive set. Once his bit with playing reporter seemed to get stale, Metta made his way to stage, there to continue his set at the Ha Ha Hut. When asked whether he prefers to ply his trade at small forward or power forward these days, he said, “As far as me being comfortable, I am most comfortable in the bed. All right? I am not going to lie.” He wondered where he could purchase a good bed in New York City. Raymond Felton, seated by his side and more or less a forced participant in this Commedia dell’NBA lazzi, added, “He means sleeping, by the way.”

Because there was a job to be done, an intrepid journalist returned to the current Knicks roster, asking Metta to could compare his new teammate Andrea Bargnani to his old Lakers cohort, Pau Gasol. And here you began to glimpse a method to Metta’s apparent madness. There is no comparison to make, there, save for the hackneyed one—big pale gentlemen from foreign continents, in some way all conjoined by their other-ness. Metta knew this:

“Not really…Foreigners, not from America…I can’t give a comparison. I haven’t played with Bargnani yet. They are good guys. They like to read. Read to achieve. I love you guys. Melo is here. Bye." Which is, truthfully, probably the best way to deal with a silly question. Give a silly answer that points to a greater truth; a hoops-centric version of King Lear’s Fool.

The general consensus is that covering Metta for a full season will be an enjoyable thing, if only because his quotes and post-game assessments of all things Knickerbocker will be colorful or at least a departure from the daily grind of the beat reporter. Even if he wasn't saying much, there was a pleasingly different rhythm to Metta's patter. It was perhaps more amusing to imagine an emissary of the Knicks' paranoid front office summoning the courage to try to impress upon Metta the importance of staying on message, or all the hateful imported-from-politics bullshit that teams—and in particular, the Knicks—have done such a dandy job of importing these days. It would not work. In a dark room, diodes attached to the delicate parts of his person, forced to undergo hours of negative reinforcement conditioning, Metta would not, could not stop being Metta. This is something.

Sadly, Metta left. And after a brief period with Carmelo Anthony and Tyson Chandler and more chatter about offseason injuries and assorted platitudes about expectations and championship aspirations, Amar’e Stoudemire appeared.

THE PATIENT

There's a certain pathos in just watching Stoudemire fold a Michelangelo-sculpted body into a tiny and painfully prosaic folding chair, definitively of a kind not designed for a gentleman standing at 6’11. “Hold on a second, ” he said. “Let me get these legs straightened out, brother. Jeez, Louise. Tight squeeze up here.”

It was like watching a much older man negotiating massive arthritis, not a player we’ve grown accustomed to seeing flying around the court and above the rim. Stoudemire started out optimistically enough, but after several questions that hammered him on the lack of disclosure about an offseason knee injury—“Was it a debridement? How serious was the procedure? When do you think you’ll return? How do you think you’ll play when you return?”— Stoudemire’s spirit seemed as beaten up as his body. And for a player who uses the word ‘phenomenal’ in every third to fourth sentence, who does think—or did think, and was not quite crazy to think— that he was the equal of LeBron et al, the physical handicapping seemed less poignant than these sudden and unavoidable reminders of his limitations and new mortality.

"Right now, unfortunately my career has been somewhat tainted by injuries during the last few years," he said. "So it's a matter now of trying to maintain strength and health to have some solid and very productive years."

And: "The whole goal is to get a strong recovery so hopefully by the time training camp’s over I should be ready to go. If not, we’ll see. We’re still taking precautionary measures, we’ll see how it plays out."

And: "My career isn't over yet…I think miracles can happen any time of the day. My goal is to stay faithful and understand anything can happen and continue to work as hard as I can as I always do. Bounce back and try to be the player that I know I am."

That was when I nearly lost it. It was certainly when I ditched any notion of ‘covering’ this event under the holy rubric of objective journalism. I was a fan, suddenly, and one that wanted to run up and hug him or shake him and tell him not to let the haterz get him down. That he was STAT for Pete’s sake.

Although of course he's not quite STAT at this point. This was like watching a patient that you know is critical and beyond a doctor's help, with only so many days or weeks or months to go, putting on a brave face for your benefit as much as his/her own. The alternative is confronting something not readily confronted, and the two of you bawling like scared children, which isn’t going to change the situation or make it any less unbearable. So: smile, and try to forget, and talk about something, anything but the maw that has opened up under your feet, the rows of razor-sharp sharks’ teeth that the two of you will traverse eventually, like it or not.

Which, yes, Amar’e isn’t dying. I get that. But hearing him invoke the Almighty, resort to hope and faith and prayer as the only forces preventing him from giving up the thing that’s defined his existence for the vast majority of his life—this was heartbreaking, a long look at something dark, and impossible to manage.

And that’s the thing, and the thing all this stagecraft can't possibly prevent. Humanity survives, and makes itself felt, even in such a highly controlled, sterile environment. Sometimes it’s ugly and terrifying, and sometimes it’s kind of beautiful -- 14th man on the roster, combo guard Toure’ Murry, checking messages on his phone, surprised and sort of excited that someone would ask him a question, or the EMT that lends you cigarette while, you, clearly flustered in the parking lot, manically scan your pockets, because it’s clear that at that moment you really just need someone to talk to that isn’t a relative or a medical professional. There's no way to stage-manage/talking point these moments out of the experience; there is not enough Purell on earth. Those all add up to the whole thing, and the rest is show.

25 Jun 08:21

The worst charities in America

by Jason Kottke
Danpoppy

Most of these seem to be organizations for children, cancers or children's cancerc

The Tampa Bay Times and The Center for Investigative Reporting spent a year investigating bad charities and this is what they found.

The worst charity in America operates from a metal warehouse behind a gas station in Holiday.

Every year, Kids Wish Network raises millions of dollars in donations in the name of dying children and their families.

Every year, it spends less than 3 cents on the dollar helping kids.

Most of the rest gets diverted to enrich the charity's operators and the for-profit companies Kids Wish hires to drum up donations.

In the past decade alone, Kids Wish has channeled nearly $110 million donated for sick children to its corporate solicitors. An additional $4.8 million has gone to pay the charity's founder and his own consulting firms.

No charity in the nation has siphoned more money away from the needy over a longer period of time.

But Kids Wish is not an isolated case, a yearlong investigation by the Tampa Bay Times and The Center for Investigative Reporting has found.

Using state and federal records, the Times and CIR identified nearly 6,000 charities that have chosen to pay for-profit companies to raise their donations.

Then reporters took an unprecedented look back to zero in on the 50 worst -- based on the money they diverted to boiler room operators and other solicitors over a decade.

These nonprofits adopt popular causes or mimic well-known charity names that fool donors. Then they rake in cash, year after year.

The nation's 50 worst charities have paid their solicitors nearly $1 billion over the past 10 years that could have gone to charitable works.

Despicable. And a reminder that before you give, you should check on a site like Charity Navigator or GiveWell for organizations where a sizable portion of your contribution is going to the actual cause. For instance, the aforementioned Kids Wish charity currently has a "donor advisory" notice on their Charity Navigator page. (via @ptak)

Tags: best of   business   charity   lists
25 Jun 07:54

The Lyme Wars

by editors
Danpoppy

What if that itch is actually a tick? Sweet dreams!

The Lyme-disease infection rate is growing. So is the battle over how to treat it.

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25 Jun 07:52

Kim Jong-il's Sushi Chef Kenji Fujimoto: Newsmakers: GQ

03 Jun 10:53

Facing the Real Gun Problem

by David Cole
David Cole

The Gun Report
a blog by Joe Nocera at nocera.blogs.nytimes.com

The Last Gun: How Changes in the Gun Industry Are Killing Americans and What It Will Take to Stop It
by Tom Diaz

Gun Guys: A Road Trip
by Dan Baum

The 1.3 million gun deaths since 1960 demand our attention and action; reducing gun violence is a moral imperative. But if any meaningful reform is to be achieved, it must be done in league with, not in opposition to, many of those who own guns and feel strongly about their right to do so. The way forward requires identifying reforms that would be both effective and respectful of gun owners’ legitimate concerns.

02 Jun 16:24

Protester kicking away teargas cannister

by Cory Doctorow
Danpoppy

awesome. that's an album cover waiting to happen


From OccupyGeziPics: an uncredited photo of a woman in at the Turkish anti-government/pro-democracy protests kicking away a tear-gas cannister. It's an amazing shot -- like something out of a Banksy stencil come to life. Do you know who took it?

A young woman kicks back the tear gas.

    


30 May 06:04

The WTF pitch

by Jason Kottke

Angels pitcher Robert Coello's unique pitch has knuckleball movement but is thrown with a fastball grip & pitching motion and has a bit more speed on it than a typical knuckleball. His catchers and opposing hitters call it the WTF pitch.

Physicist Alan Nathan, a professor at the University of Illinois who studies baseball and has a particular interest in the knuckleball, hadn't ever seen a pitch like Coello's. His preliminary theory on the pitch: His thumb on the underside of the ball exerts backspin, counteracting the tumbling effect his top fingers put on the ball and balancing the torque so perfectly that the pitch has a knuckleball effect with superior speed (around 80 mph).

Be sure to wait for the slow motion at the end of the video.

Tags: baseball   Robert Coello   sports   video
09 May 01:37

propublica: Federal data released for the first time shows the...

by joberholtzer




propublica:

Federal data released for the first time shows the wildly different amounts hospitals are charging Medicare to perform the same procedure.

See how hospitals near you are charging with this New York Times interactive.

This chart from the Washington Post lets you compare the highest and lowest averages in your state. 

07 May 00:50

The trouble with Werner

by Maggie Koerth-Baker
Amy Shira Teitel has a nice essay about how we grapple with (and awkwardly avoid) the full legacy of Werner Von Braun — father of the American space program and a Nazi whose rockets were once built by prison laborers.
    


05 May 00:28

A Trip to Japan in Sixteen Minutes  |  The Believer  |  May. 3, 2013  |  22 Minutes (5,531 words)

by Michelle Legro
Danpoppy

A weirdo born on Dejima, an island off the coast of Japan open to foreigners while the rest of the country was closed. He tries to give a perfume concert in New York, and it does not go well. (I sort of skimmed until the performance).

The story of Sadakichi Hartmann, a Japan-born poet who had befriended everyone from Walt Whitman to Ezra Pound and John Barrymore—and who once attempted to stage the first-ever "perfume concert" in New York:

"But no one had ever heard of a perfume concert. It was an invention so faddish the newspapers had inked themselves in excitement and still managed indifference by the second column. 'All lovers of good smells are expected to patronize the concert,' one hopeful feature began. However, 'It may be that after a time the olfactory nerve of the New York gatherings will become jaded, and will require smells of more and more pungency.' It was suggested Mr. Hartmann take a trip to Brooklyn’s Gowanus Canal."
05 May 00:10

Guantánamo: It’s Obama’s disgrace now

Danpoppy

Seems particularly cruel to not release people cleared for release years ago. Thank goodness for hunger strikes, amirite?!

Once upon a time, in the long-ago days of George W. Bush and Dick Cheney, we may have had the worst and most abusive presidential administration in the history of the United States, but at least there was some moral clarity. You were on their side or you weren’t; you either bought into the idea that the “war on terror” was a special set of circumstances that required an immense expansion of executive power and the indefinite suspension of constitutional norms, or you didn’t. Nothing quite symbolized that division like the military detention camp at Guantánamo Bay, Cuba. It was a locked-down and secretive facility in a country that didn’t want us there, where hooded and manacled men – in theory, the most violent and dangerous anti-American militants on the planet – were kept under mysterious conditions, denied the rights we routinely accord to suspected murderers and rapists, and subjected to interrogations we didn’t want to know about.

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03 May 14:25

The Rise of the Tick  |  Outside  |  Apr. 30, 2013  |  23 Minutes (5,793 words)

by Carl Zimmer
Danpoppy

Ticks Tick Ticks

The writer visits a farm in the town of Lyme, Conn. with a group of biologists to learn what's driving the population of pathogen-laden ticks:

It's startling to look at the graphs of tick-borne diseases over the past few decades. They’re mostly going in the wrong direction. The research on Lyme disease is fairly recent, sparked in the mid-1970s after a cluster of children around Lyme developed fever and aches. They were diagnosed with juvenile arthritis—a peculiar diagnosis for so many children in one place. Their parents searched for an explanation, and eventually Allan Steere, a doctor at Yale, figured out that they suffered from an infectious disease. The fact that they all came from a rural part of the state suggested that an insect or some other animal had delivered the infection. In 1982, Willy Burgdorfer, an entomologist with the National Institute of Allergy and Infectious Diseases, discovered corkscrew-shaped bacteria in black-legged ticks from Long Island. He exposed the bacteria to serum from people with Lyme disease and discovered that their antibodies swarmed around the microbes. That was a sign that these bacteria—which would later be named Borrelia burgdorferi after him—were the cause of Lyme disease.
03 May 10:04

Wikipedia's Women Problem

by James Gleick
Danpoppy

hubbub over wikipedia categories. The world!

James Gleick

There is consternation at Wikipedia over the discovery that hundreds of novelists who happen to be female were being systematically removed from the category “American novelists” and assigned to the category “American women novelists.” Categories are a big deal. They are an important way to group articles; some people use them to navigate or browse. Categories provide structure for a web of knowledge—not a tree, because a category can have multiple parents, as well as multiple children. It’s fair to say that Wikipedia has spent far more time considering the philosophical ramifications of categorization than Aristotle and Kant ever did.

27 Mar 09:02

Three things

by spoppy

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Test post! Now that everybody is losing their RSS reader, I’ve decided to try this thing out. Different image capture and posting process. Also, I’d like to thank the brave computers that thawed my brain.


20 Mar 02:22

Long-term results: Should You Trade Stocks Randomly?

by Marc Abrahams

The Ig Nobel Prize-winning Italian researchers who demonstrated the benefits, for organizations, of promoting people at random have turned their analytical weapons on a new target. Their new study examines what happens over the long term if one randomly, rather than systematically, chooses stocks:

Are random trading strategies more successful than technical ones?” A.E. Biondo, A. Pluchino, A. Rapisarda, D. Helbing, arXiv:1303.4351, March 18 2013. The authors explain:

“we study the performance of some of the most used trading strategies in predicting the dynamics of financial markets for different international stock exchange indexes, with the goal of comparing them with the performance of a completely random strategy. In this respect, historical data for FTSE-UK, FTSE-MIB, DAX, and S&P500 indexes are taken into account for a period of about 15-20 years (since their creation until today)….

“Our main result, which is independent of the market considered, is that standard trading strategies and their algorithms, based on the past history of the time series, although have occasionally the chance to be successful inside small temporal windows, on a large temporal scale, perform on average not better than the purely random strategy, which, on the other hand, is also much less volatile. In this respect, for the individual trader, a purely random strategy represents a costless alternative to expensive professional financial consulting, being at the same time also much less risky, if compared to the other trading strategies.”

The study includes this chart:

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HISTORY: The 2010 Ig Nobel Prize in management was awarded to Alessandro PluchinoAndrea Rapisarda, and Cesare Garofalo of the University of Catania, Italy, for demonstrating mathematically that organizations would become more efficient if they promoted people at random. REFERENCE: “The Peter Principle Revisited: A Computational Study,” Alessandro Pluchino, Andrea Rapisarda, and Cesare Garofalo, Physica A, vol. 389, no. 3, February 2010, pp. 467-72.]

20 Mar 02:21

If you build it, they will come and wonder at it

by Marc Abrahams

The You Had One Job blog documents curious design and/or construction results. This photo, showing a stairway with contrasting handrail, is one of the many treasures to be found there:

stair-rail(Thanks to investigator Vaughn Tan for bringing this to our attention.)

 

19 Mar 04:49

The journal of horrifying science

by Maggie Koerth-Baker
Science Horrors is a tumblr blog that compiles stories about the discomfiting, disturbing, and just plain terrifying parts of science. From 13th-century bioterrorism to the killer carbon dioxide gas bubbles of central Africa, there's plenty here to amaze you and freak you the frack out.
14 Mar 02:59

Amtrak loses a ton of money each year. It doesn't have to.

by Brad Plumer
Danpoppy

I don't know why I shared this, since Millie is the only person I know on The Old Reader. But now that Google Reader is really disappearing, I better get on the train

Amtrak is coming under heavy scrutiny these days. The passenger rail service needed $1.4 billion in subsidies from Congress in 2012, and many Republicans are skeptical that the government should be losing so much money on train travel.

But, as it turns out, there's a fairly straightforward way to put Amtrak on a financially sustainable footing — it mostly involves dealing with the system's 15 little-traveled longer routes that lose nearly $600 million each year. That's one upshot of a big new report about Amtrak from the Brookings Institution, out Friday.

As Adie Tomer, one of the report's co-authors, explained to me by phone, the best way to think of Amtrak is that it's essentially two different train systems rolled into one. One system is quite successful, the other isn't.

First, there are Amtrak's shorter passenger routes that run less than 400 miles and tend to connect major cities. Think of the Acela Express in the Northeast, or the Pacific Surfliner between San Diego and Los Angeles. These 26 routes carry four-fifths of Amtrak's passengers, or 25.8 million riders per year. And they're growing rapidly. Taken as a whole, these shorter routes are profitable to operate — mainly because the two big routes in the Northeast Corridor earn enough to cover losses elsewhere.

Then there are Amtrak's 15 long-haul routes over 750 miles. Many of these were originally put in place to placate members of Congress all over the country, and they span dozens of states. This includes the California Zephyr route, which runs from Chicago to California and gets just 376,000 riders a year. All told, these routes lost $597.3 million in 2012.

Brookings has a neat interactive tool that lets you scrutinize each of Amtrak's routes, looking at how many passengers they carry and how much money they make (or lose) each year.



So what can be done? The Brookings report argues that Congress should arrange a deal with the states for these 15 longer money-losing Amtrak routes. If a route is losing money, then the states along its path should negotiate how best to provide financial support and fill the hole. (Under the Brookings plan, they'd be allowed to use federal transportation funds.) If the states can't or won't chip in, then the routes get pared back.

As it happens, this sort of arrangement is already in place for Amtrak's 26 short-haul routes — Congress set it up back in 2008. States have already been supporting these shorter routes, and this fall, they'll have to increase their share. That's expected to reduce Amtrak's operating losses by a further $180 million. The Brookings report essentially argues that Congress should set up a similar deal for longer routes — a complicated but doable task.

To see how this would work, check out Pennsylvania, where the legislature has been debating how best to finance two Amtrak routes inside its borders. The state is expected to chip in an additional $8 million each year for the Keystone, a popular route between Harrisburg and Philadelphia. But the Pennsylvanian, which runs once a day between Harrisburg and Pittsburgh, may not survive.

All told, a deal with the states could trim the need for subsidies by some $800 million per year — at that point, Congress would no longer need to cover Amtrak's operating losses. The main thing the federal government would still need to pay for is the capital and overhead costs, such as upgrades to the tracks that Amtrak currently owns in the Northeast Corridor. In other words, Amtrak would become just like any other infrastructure project that Congress helps build and repair (but doesn't pay to operate).

"If all Congress is paying for is track on a popular route in the Northeast, that becomes a lot more palatable," Tomer says.

Even those remaining congressional subsidies for the Northeast's overhead costs could conceivably dwindle in the years ahead. The Brookings report notes that the Acela and Northeast Regional routes, which carry some 11.4 million people each year, now earn an operating profit of some $205.4 million. That's still not enough to cover all of the Northeast Corridor's capital costs just yet, but the route is earning more and more money each year.



31 Jan 09:11

Quartets ahoy

by Alex Ross

The JACK play Aaron Cassidy's Second Quartet.

In this week's issue of The New Yorker, I write about a host of younger string quartets: the JACK, the Momenta, the Danish, the Kleio, the Tesla, the Catalyst, the Calder, and the Zaïde. Space did not allow for an identification of the "unnamed Juilliard foursome" mentioned at the start: this was Siwoo Kim, Francisco Fullana, Danny Kim, and Jay Campbell, delivering a whip-smart rendition of John Zorn's Cat O' Nine Tails. There will be no lack of quartet activity in New York in coming weeks: the most notable event is the Endellion Quartet's traversal of the entire Beethoven cycle at the Met Museum, in February. Keep an eye out also for the Spektral Quartet and the Eclipse Quartet.

31 Jan 08:35

Map Game

Danpoppy

Hi Millie

by The Morning News

We’ve left off the identifying information from the below map. Try and guess what it references. If you’re stuck, here’s a clue. The answer is linked after the jump.



17 Dec 03:36

Our Moloch

Garry Wills

What happened at Sandy Hook Elementary School Friday morning cannot be blamed just on one unhinged person. It was the sacrifice we as a culture made, and continually make, to our demonic god. We guarantee that crazed man after crazed man will have a flood of killing power readily supplied him. We have to make that offering, out of devotion to our Moloch, our god. The gun is our Moloch. We sacrifice children to him daily. Sometimes this is done by mass killings (eight this year), sometimes by private offerings to the god (thousands this year).

12 Dec 15:29

Dark Lord: deadpan and deadly funny YA book about an evil overlord trapped in a kid's body

by Cory Doctorow
Danpoppy

i wish i knew a 13 year old. don't be gross, Millie.


Jamie Thomson's Dark Lord: The Early Years gets right down to business: an unnamed narrator suffers a million agonies, while calling out for his hellion lieutenants to aid him, and we quickly learn that this is the Dark Lord, feared and tyrannical ruler of a distant kingdom, and that he has been transported to a suburban parking lot in our world. And that he's been put in the body of a child. Before you can ponder this conundrum for too long, he's in the custody of child services, in hospital, and is being treated as a delusional car-accident victim whose fantasy of being a mighty and merciless sorcerer/warrior are the desperate gambit of his amnesiac psyche. The well-meaning child psychologists deliberately mishear his name ("Dark Lord") and dub him "Dirk Lloyd," and place him with a foster family while they sort things out. And we're off to the races.

Dark Lord plays out this scenario with perfect deadpan humor (the book just won the Roald Dahl Humour Award). Dirk's foster brother and schoolmates are at first bemused by his insistence on his true identity and his penchant for tenting his fingers and bellowing mwa-ha-ha, but Dirk is a tactical genius who knows how to humiliate bullies with a few well-chosen words, how to make himself a king among jocks with shrewd assessments of kids' weaknesses; how to break teachers' grip on their classes with cutting remarks. His friends play along with his "Dark Lord" game, let themselves be called his "court in exile," but no one really believes that Dirk is really an interdimensional Darth Vader.

But Dirk is (probably) not delusional. At least, the author is very careful not to collapse the possibility one way or another, until just the right moment. This is wickedly funny, brilliantly told stuff, and you'll never have more fun cheering for evil.

Brits may already be familiar with this book -- it was published more than a year ago in the UK under the slightly different title Dark Lord: The Teenage Years (there's also a UK sequel that came out last March called Dark Lord: A Fiend in Need -- presumably a US publication will follow).

Dark Lord: The Early Years

12 Dec 06:34

Santa Claus Internet Jokes (a Latvian study)

by Martin Gardiner
Danpoppy

testing, testing. Millie, is this thing on? What is this thing?

Guntis Pakalns, who is senior researcher, Dr.philol. at the Archives of Latvian Folklore, Institute for Literature, Folklore and Art at University of Latvia, has collated a unique and very extensive collection of Christmas-related humorous images and video clips found on the Internet. Dr. Pakalns outlines his project thus:

“The central part of the article is devoted to a brief overview of the most characteristic groups of the jokes (with links to the images, video and descriptions of the traditions): Santa Claus as the bringer of presents, his trip from the north-land and his friend Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer, arrival through the chimney, different other persons wearing Santa’s hat (politicians, terrorists, women, animals, etc.), Santa’s sexuality, drunken Santa, Santa murdered/killed, etc.”

Visual Jokes about Christmas and Santa Claus on the Internet – Why and Why not? is available in full, free of charge, courtesy of the journal Folklore, vol.50, 2012.

NOTE: Some of the images in the paper may not be are very probably not suitable for those with a sensitive disposition towards Santa Claus.

On the other hand, as the author puts it : “ … maybe we do not need to study and explain everything, maybe even a scholar has the right to simply enjoy these jokes … So, Merry Christmas!”