As my friend and I observed last week at the deYoung Museum in San Francisco, hipsters never really change. Jerome Young’s painting appears to be channeling the same sort of people who regularly show up at prog rock festivals, or at least the kind of people who attended Tulane with me and went to the same parties I did.
Anywho, as far as the Internet goes…
This is both expressive and rather surprisingly useful. (Yes, I’ve read Clausewitz – but I didn’t know I could just do THIS…)
“I don’t see Muslims or Christians, I see, above all, human beings,” he said, who “hunger to lead a normal life.” As the only priest left in the Old City to help the people there with their suffering, he said, “how can I leave? This is impossible.”‘
The consensus seems to be “I have no idea whatsoever, but it seemed like a good idea at the time.” After all, who wouldn’t like an excuse to gently terrorize an underpaid waitress at Denny’s?
It’s getting more dangerous for journalists in Cambodia, as recent government responses to protests in Freedom Park have demonstrated.
I loved Farley Mowat’s work in elementary and middle school. Lyrical and beautiful. RIP.
This is an entire website devoted to horrifying images of food that people 1. created, 2. consumed and 3. thought it would be a good idea to share with the entire world. The psychology on display here is deeply unsettling. Good for a laugh, do not look at before lunch.
And a rather trenchant observation on the relative priorities of Boko Haram from my friend Dan Trombly:
I'm gonna be "that guy" and ask why anyone thinks Boko Haram can be shamed into obeying yr version of masculinity #RealMenDontBuyGirls
— Dan Trombly (@stcolumbia) May 7, 2014