By all accounts, Jell-O shots have been independently invented several times.
One of the inventions was by the math teacher and satirical songwriter Tom Lehrer, while he was working for the NSA.
forest with sunlight pouring in - louis rivier
Dear the Super Bowl,
It’s not your boringness that makes me mad that you’re everywhere. It’s your ethics. Watching people get paid millions of dollars to smack their heads together is not something I’d be comfortable with even if it were beautiful.
There are compelling stories everywhere, in everyone. We don’t need gladiatorial combat to expose them. If we like sweeping arcs and sudden reversals, there’s some really good animē out there. If we like feeling a sense of pride in our regions, there are many NGOs that could use us. If we like working off a little honest bloodlust, violent computer games are a great option with a far better public health profile. Those of us who enjoy sports per se can join local amateur leagues and have a grand old time.
But you, you are an engine that takes people’s feelings of companionship and courage and sells them. You can go now.
I’m not asking – as some people are – for you to stay out of my field of attention because I don’t care about you. It goes further. I am telling you, Super Bowl, that you are bad for people. My culture is celebrating concussions and genetic lotteries as a model for children and it gives me the fantods. Enough.
Hoping to never hear from you again,
Winter Wind, by Akiyama Iwao, 1996.
Truly, I think, a superb owl.
Jagged peaks slice through snow and ice at the South Pole, Antartica, August 1956.
Photograph by Jack Fletcher, National Geographic
These are nunataks, and the date of 1956 makes it very likely that this photo was taken in the runup to IGY.The caption uses a conventional phrasing that irritates me: calling the South Pole’s entire neighborhood “the South Pole”. This is probably the southernmost bare land, Mount Howe, about 300 km from the pole. If the photograph was taken (not just processed or accessioned) in August, it must have been a fun flight.
Ross Reynolds sits down with Richard Brummett, a Vietnam War veteran who is one of thousands of vets who have made pilgrimages back to the country where…
Richard was the postmaster in the hamlet where I grew up – one of the smallest post offices in the country. I have to emphasize that he does not sugar-coat his experience in Vietnam here: trigger warning for horrible violence. But even in such a short interview, Richard comes through as I remember him. He’s a very kind man.