Darwin. So, so right.
HOLY SHIT — the only fun thing to happen in DC since I moved to this sweatsock, it happens in my neighborhood (so close I could hear the sirens), and I ***miss it***?
CMP behaving like a pack of assholes? Whoa, news at 11.
Plum Island’s a hell of a story — looking forward to reading Lab 257, I am — and this is a most arresting introduction to the matter.
You know, a less circumspect person would have a Catherine the Great joke here.
Chilling quotes from the president of Tribune Publishing, whom many of you already know as no friend of good journalism. He’s speaking about the Baltimore Sun, which just refuses to get with the program:
“He also says editorial employees need to realize that a newspaper as a whole must operate in a financially successful way. ‘No one likes changes and those who like it least are those in the editorial department, many of whom have seen bad changes in other places,’ Fuller says. ‘They have a mission that is unrelated to the overall mission of the newspaper.’” (Emphasis mine.)
And then these old corporate fucks wonder why no one bothers with the mainstream anymore. (No, he’s not just some elderly Marge Schott-esque coot; Catherine Black is a younger, better-coiffed version of the same toxic bullshit. [and the phrase that was here previously has been delted for religious insensitivity — sorry Wiccas, you didn’t derserve that comparison])
It pains me to admit this, but Cary Tennis has just written something marvelous. He’s really not the sort of person I’d go to for advice, and God knows he’s an idiot for suggesting to this woman that she ought to stay with this basket case, and yet what he says here about how the guy got to be a basket case is smart and true and pointed and in desperate need of being shouted from every window.
Apropos of nothing? I totally love that United commercial, the guy with the mismatched shoes.
Three years ago I wrote a column deploring the godawful state of fantasy-genre movies, and saying that unless we demanded more of the movie industry we were not going to get it… but if we did demand more, we would, and the market would see that geek dollars are worth the trouble. Tonight, we got more. Will this raise the bar for keeps? May it be. Certainly it’s a hot topic at Slashdot tonight.
(Now, did anyone else have an moment of holy-socks-there’s-filk-on-my-screen moment during the A Mighty Wind performance? Some nights are so brilliant that you don’t even mind a little good-natured ribbing.)