It’s an old argument and can frankly get boring, but it also has some merit. The sense of community created by people sitting on their stoops and front porches and interacting with their neighbors. While that’s hurt by the increase in apartment buildings and condos, our city frankly needs more and denser housing (it also needs a lot more affordable housing, but that’s another matter – but, in any case, more single family homes are almost certainly not the answer to the problem) But lest you think I’m some sort of grinch, I think this ‘mobile stoop’ is a great idea.
A review of Charles Simic’s latest books (it’s a generally positive review, but I have become less and less enamored of the poet over time; honestly, most of his poetry from this millenium feels lazy and recycled, whereas his best work is arresting, comic, and faintly melancholy).
Another study of a hypothetical link between madness and creativity (in this cause, examining whether a correlation between increased likelihood of schizophrenia and participation in artistic a/vocations is the result of a shared, causative, genetic root).
I’m shocked that Shell Oil didn’t want a science museum talking about… climate science. What next? People putting naked pictures on the internet? Toddler spilling food? Someone making a poor decision while drunk? It’s a world gone mad!
When the poems are better than the book (this is a review of a book by Terrance Hayes, but I once read about Sharon Olds something to the effect of: there is no poet whose poems I like so much and whose books of poetry I dislike so much; but that was more about too much Olds being way too much of a good thing, especially when themes and ideas overrepeat)
For some reason, it was popping up as a sponsored post in my twitter feed and I am so glad that I clicked on it because it is hilarious.
You send this company $1200 and a some samples of your DNA, which are vacuum sealed and put into a fireproof safe, to be kept intact until the technology is there to grow your clone. $200 of your fee will be put into… I don’t know, a savings account, I guess… and used to pay for your new clone and provide a handy nest egg. This is the same theory behind paying for your dinner at the Restaurant at the End of the Universe. You put a penny into a bank account and when you’ve time traveled to the temporal end of the universe, interest has made that penny sufficient to pay for your insanely expensive meal.
And just in case you were worried, you can read wonderfully detailed and theologically sound argument for why this is totally cool with whatever your religion happens to be (as long as its monotheistic) and reassures you that God, the big guy himself, is personally totally cool with this and it’s actually totally part of his plan for you, so maybe not doing this is a terrible sin or something.
Check it out. The website looks like it was created on a CompuServ account in 1998.