I make things and send them to people, usually via US Mail. I used to find it comforting to be able to engage package tracking and watch my work as it wended its way around the world. As with so many things, coronavirus has changed that.
In one of the TWiV (This Week in Virology) podcasts, they briefly mentioned a book by Ed Yong, I Contain Multitudes. [I guess the publishers are not Bob Dylan fans] Several of the doctors said they thought it was great, or it was on their reading list, so I added it to mine.
I’m looking at you, Barack and Joe. From Howard Zinn’s speech on “The Southern Influence in Politics” (1963)
Somehow this escaped my notice; probably because I don’t watch much funny television. (Can we still talk about “television” anymore?)
In 1989, Ayatollah Khomeini famously issued a fatwa calling for the assassination of Salman Rushdie; a religious organization then established a reward for carrying it out, to the tune of $2.7mn. Every so often, some group of “hard liners” raises more money and puts it in the pot, so now it’s up to just under $4mn. [nyt]
I didn’t get much in the way of pictures, because things got busy and a bit hectic.
My friend Michael Helms [helms] is a famous Hollywood portrait photographer, who does head shots of stars as they rise and fall. He’s been bored and has been sending me some of the photos he has been doing out of boredom and – with permission – here are a few of them.
I don’t know if this is accurate or photoshopped. But, it’s funny enough to share with that warning.
I haven’t been doing a lot of photos, so I don’t have a photographic narrative of what Q’s been up to. That’s because it’s pretty much the same as every other step of the process, which you’ve already been exposed to. Part of me is thinking there must be a limit to how interesting any number of blobby-looking pieces of glowing red steel can be.
Who can look at a decrepit cheeseburger-sucking lardass with bone spurs and dementia and see, within that shambling wreckage, a powerful bringer of violent revenge?