~ Archive for indescribable ~

Amazing aliens

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Alien to terra firma, that is.  The Arapaima, fish- and bird-eaters that get up to 200lbs and 3m.  The Tripod fish, fresh from WotW to you.  If that isn’t enough alien nature, try browsing the pages of Bizarre Books
Alien to terra firma, that is.  The Arapaima, fish- and bird-eaters that get up to 200lbs and 3m.  The Tripod fish, fresh from WotW to you.  If that isn’t enough alien nature, try browsing the pages of Bizarre Books

Welcome to Harvard!

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A hearty welcome to new econ grad students, from two of its luminaries.  Soon you, too, can speak this way.

How to improve the universe, one RSS at a time

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Yeah, well, I like the category indescribable for this cartoon because there just isn’t much else to say about it.

RL Easter Egg : Happy V-Day

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It’s a bit late, but oh so sweet. 

I found an Easter Egg in RL last month, near the Harvard Sq T-zone in Cambridge.  Go all the way down the stairs, stand 5 feet to the left of the last change machine, and look up.  There was a fully-inflated Valentine’s Day balloon stuck to the ceiling next to one of the lights.  It remained there for well over a month…

On Peering, P2P food privacy, and shatnes testing

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Ira G. : Shatnes tester — when
mixed fabrics infest your favorite clothing… who you gonna call? —
and on the lookout for P-E-E-R-E-Rs, who can ruin a plate of food with
a simple glance.  He’s lived his whole life in New York, but [almost] never eaten in any sort of restaurant.

”It was never discussed in the family,” he said. ”No one spoke
about it. But it was an obvious thing not to do… Let’s say you walked in
one end and you had to eat on the other end and there were people at
every single tableWhat
do you do along the way? Are you only going to look at the floor, the
ceiling, the wall, or people’s faces? Obviously you would peer into
other people’s plates. Just a quick glance. But if someone sets his
eyes on my plate, I can’t eat it anymore. Therefore I’m going to stay
out of public eating.”

He goes on to describe a peer who, well, peers into other people’s food choices.  And nobody wants that.

”I went into this place
that has take-home food. And who walks in but my buddy the peerer. I
did an about-face and walked right out. Because I know he’s going to
look into what I get. And I just went home hungry. But I felt
comfortable with that hunger, because the peerer is not going to peer.”

More power to this kind of willpower.

Squid giants!

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Japanese squid-hunters catch legendary giant on film; return with one of its tentacles.  My friend EC said of this story, appropriately, “I
heard this on the radio several days ago, but it was just when I woke
up and then I hit the snooze, and later I thought I had dreamed it.

Viral regenerative power

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Old news already : mice that regrow organs and limbs.  Injections of cells that can pass this power on to other mice.  It’s a hazy Australian dream; but also apparently an understated reality
Last weekend, Wistar Institute’s Ellen Heber-Katz presented a paper on these “MRL mice” at Aubrey de Grey’s Sens 2 conference.  If you come across the full text, let me know. 

Directing rage locally : “There will be no Superdomes in our city”

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Most of the people writing about New Orleans and other destroyed cities are confused about where to direct their purest, most blazing anger. 

It shouldn’t be directed at the federal officials or other
meta-organizers who failed
to organize or prepare in time — although they were terribly
negligent, each relying on other parts of a broken system, and have
been wasting funds and abusing their responsibilities for years. 
They deserve scorn and shiny, new jobs in a sector that can tolerate
incompetence.  And their large, organized systems [FEMA, more recently parts of Homeland Security]
can be blamed for the hundreds of billions of dollars of damage and
other invaluable losses of private, personal historicity, which were
“5-year preventable”, even “1-year preventable”.  But these
systems did not lead to the immediate deaths and serious illnesses in
the city, nor to the massive damage and losses which were preventable days after the storm hit.  

No, the proper targets for this most pressing rage are local officials;
police and government officials and other forces in NO and surrounding
cities; regional and state planners with access to the closest sources
of help (and with supporters and constituents comprising the owners of
local trucking, shipping, and security outfits) who failed to do what
was necessary to save their immediate neighbors. Even, saints preserve us, the office of Mayor Nagin was extensively complicit in this catastrophe. 

Hopefully you’ve already read the remarkable essay by Larry Bradshaw and Lorrie Slonsky,
EMS workers from San Francisco who were in town for a conference, on
their adventures trying to escape the city on foot.  Below is a
streamlined excerpt, to illustrate my point.

[Day 2 : 500 people left in the hotels in the French Quarter] 
We were a mix of foreign tourists, conference attendees like ourselves,
and locals… We were repeatedly told that all sorts of resources
including the National Guard and scores of buses were pouring in to the
City.

We pooled our money and came up with $25,000 to have ten buses come and
take us out of the City.  Those who did not have [were] subsidized
by those who did… The buses never arrived. We later learned [they had been] commandeered by the
military.

By day 4, our hotels had run
out of fuel and water… [the hotel] told us to report to the convention
center to wait for more buses.   

The [National] Guards told us we would not be allowed into the
Superdome… and that the police were not allowing anyone else in[to
the Convention Center]…  we asked, “If we can’t go to the only 2 shelters in the City, what was our alternative?” The guards told us that that was our problem, and no they did not have extra water to give to us.

[Now down to a group of 200]
We walked to the police command center at Harrah’s on Canal Street…
the police commander [told us to] cross the [Crescent City Connection bridge]
where the police had buses lined up to take us out of the City. 
The commander turned to the crowd and stated emphatically, “
I swear to you that the buses are there.

[Group of unknown size, grows while approaching the bridge]
We organized ourselves…  As we approached the bridge, armed Gretna sheriffs
formed a line across the foot of the bridge. Before we were close
enough to speak, they began firing their weapons over our heads… The
sheriffs informed us there were no buses waiting. 

We questioned why we couldn’t cross the bridge anyway [as] there was little traffic on the 6-lane highw ay.  They responded that the West Bank was not going to become New Orleans and there would be no Superdomes in their City

All day long, we saw other families [attempt to cross the bridge]…
only to be turned away.  Thousands… [A]s dusk set in, a Gretna
Sheriff showed up, jumped out of his patrol vehicle… A helicopter
arrived and used the wind from its
blades to blow away our flimsy structures. As we retreated, the sheriff
loaded up his truck with our food and water.      read the entire essay



Larry Bradshaw
is chief shop steward of the Paramedic Chapter, SEIU Local 790;  Lorrie Beth
Slonsky
is a steward of the same chapter.  As Counterpunch notes, both also write for Socialist Worker.
+ See their Hardball interview (September 13), with video.
+ The above report was apparently confirmed by Bostonian Cathey Golden and her son, who were part of the group.


Emphasis
added.  It is one
thing to do wrong by people a thousand miles and two layers of
bureaucracy away; quite another to do wrong by people in your own
district, or even the next, who are suffering before your eyes. 
There are a select few hundred people who were criminally negligent during this disaster, and most lived within a few hundred miles of its center.

Read the entire essay,
which is rather more severe than my quotes above. 

UPDATE:  I note that Gretna police chief Arthur Lawson confirmed
that his officers, “along with those from the Jefferson Parish
Sheriff’s Office and the Crescent City Connection Police,” sealed off
the bridge. 

Right on schedule, it’s… National Preparedness Month!

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The site maintainer[s? I’ll be kind and assume it’s one overworked
webmaster with other obligations] hasn’t had the time to update their
main page content to mention Katrina or link to relief efforts. 
Clearly a northerner.  A 6-page press release sent out today had two mentions of Katrina edited in at the last moment.  The title of the release, “COALITION FORCES MORE THAN DOUBLE IN SIZE TO JOIN HOMELAND
SECURITY AND THE AMERICAN RED CROSS FOR NATIONAL PREPAREDNESS MONTH 2005
“,
like its subtitle and leading paragraph, read like so much meaningless
copy, as though there were no disasters actually taking place at the
moment. 

If you see Homeland Security Secretary Michael Chertoff or American Red Cross Chairman Bonnie McElveen-Hunter
during their appearances today in DC, please thank them for me; each of
them added a single sentence about Katrina to their quotes in the
release.  Ms. McElveen-Hunter is quoted as saying,

In the
terrible aftermath of Hurricane Katrina, there could be no more
important message than the need for Americans to get prepared for the
next disaster.

I hope the  need to help with the current disaster is next on the “important messages” priority list.

Some local reps to contact to find out how well these national activities are preparing citizens for emergencies :

More Sex Appeal

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What’s better than Evian-filled waterbras
More excruciatingly wonderful than asbestos soles at a fire-walking
retreat?  More rotationally inexplicable than a Klein bottle?  More linked with metastatic melanoma than the tomacco plant?  Wikiwax, Mark III.

That is all.

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