[Editor’s note: the following is transcribed from a message received via prison telegraph.]
Lookit that there pitcher, pardners. Ain’t she a beaut? (more…)
From an interview with Dave Keuning, Killers guitarist:
In 2008, Rolling Stone said you were saving money to book a trip on Virgin’s first commercial space flight. Is that something you’re still wanting to do?
It’s something I’m still interested in, but Virgin has kept pushing that date back. They said it was going to be 2010, and then ’11, and then ’12, and they still haven’t done it. It’s actually made me a bit nervous about being on the first one. Whenever it happens, I’ll probably let other people do it first for a few years because I don’t want to be the one who blows up.
On Thursday Ken Mattingly, the youngest man among those who ever ventured beyond low Earth orbit, turned 80. A couple others were younger than Admiral Mattingly at the time of their respective launches, but Mattingly’s mission, the next-to-last Apollo mission to the moon, was later than theirs, and he was born last. As Apollo 16’s Command Module Pilot 44 years ago, he is one of seven men to have ever been isolated by a couple thousand miles from any other person, three days orbiting the moon alone.
To repeat, the couple dozen men who have ever seen Earth from a thousand miles away are all 80 years old or older or dead, and they all did so on their way to the moon. Another decade or so left till such feats become legend.
Grief is a form that love takes. In the distinction that C.S. Lewis has popularized between enjoyment and contemplation, grief enjoys love. In grief, one contemplates the loved one and enjoys the love.
I have mulled over grief lately. My conclusions may be best expressed by an analogy to Lewis’ concept of Joy. It is a longing for one knows not what, painful but desired, and the longing for Joy can itself be a form of Joy. It also cannot be forced or manufactured.
Grief though painful is desirable. When you grow out of a grief,you cease to actively feel that love for the departed–the memory of what is being grieved has worn thin. When you notice that you have stopped grieving, you experience that as a loss also and therefore also as a grief. That is the second grieving. And the second grieving usually awakens the first. After both are done, the grief is rare. But when grief still stabs, it is painful but also very desirable, because it brings back the one you miss and your love for them.
At the same time, you mostly cannot and certainly should not aim for the feeling of grief. It is hard to do. And when it is done, it dulls both your ability to do it in the first place and your memory and relationship with the one you grieve. It deadens not only your access, but what is accessed. Grief should never come to substitute for the subject of the grief.
They constructed a scale model of the solar system in the desert, with seven miles representing the distance from the Sun to Neptune, and with the Earth being 1/2 inch in diameter.
But they left out Pluto. 🙁
Back-up link: https://vimeo.com/139407849
I mean this in the Platonic sense. A computer trained to recognized squirrels, by being shown a huge number of examples of squirrel versus not-squirrel, was instructed to draw an image of a squirrel. So this is the computer’s notion of an ideal squirrel.
Occam is looking better all the time. Or Turing is looking worse.
I would swear it as a cast-iron cert that nobody could out-loco, out-crazy, and out-loon Mike Fink. But for the first and last time in my life, I’ve met my match. There’s a bigger lunatic in town than me. I will just plain have to slink off in shame as far down in the dust as a low-down son of an ornery snake. Watch how it’s done, boys, ain’t nobody can slink off in shame like Mike Fink.
Senator Thomas Udall of New Mexico, who has already gained notoriety for supporting a constitutional amendment to limit the protections afforded by the First Amendment, has now come out in favor of sweeping new regulations on the chemical industry.