Following on "How-To Tuesday" and "Wicked Busy Wednesday" (too busy to
report, anyway), the madness of the seven days following Thanksgiving
concludes today with "Hypothetical Thursday." Today's report is going
to entertain some questions you may have never considered before*,
but are pretty neat and get you thinking... Both of these are long form
articles, but we'll tamper with cuteness at the end once again. (I
wonder how many readers are now just like "Sweet, scroll down to the end
and show me the puppies...")
First up, a really interesting user submission regarding Civil War. (Seems appropriate in the talks following the film Lincoln and the talks of secession.) But this hypothetical doesn't content itself with a North vs. South / Union vs. Confederacy match-up, and instead explores an all-out every state for itself dissolution of the Union.
The most interesting thing about this hypothetical is that it
approaches the question not from a "Well, this would be what happens"
perspective, instead presenting a faux-historical report from the
future, not only by writing in the past tense, but also including quotes
from primary sources. (He does slip-up at least once, suggesting the
piece was initially written as a more general hypothetical piece.) It's
quite a long read (even I admit to not having finished it yet), but
it's really quite interesting and well done. Of course, as the people in
the comments note, this may not be how things would go down. Of
course, I would argue a sudden state-centric political shift resulting
in total 50-state dissolution probably isn't how things would go down
either...
Meanwhile, on the science side, the brilliant writer of xkcd explores weekly hypotheticals in his longer writing pieces on the "What-If"
page. (The banner suggests a "What-if we fed a T-Rex to the Sarlacc
with a crane," but I've yet to see that story.) The latest issue
addresses the cost of pennies, though not in the way you might think.
Some of my favorites include the Lightning edition, mostly for the comic addressing some of the stranger questions; the giant raindrop; and the mole of moles; but all of them are worth checking out.
And speaking of moles... They made this list of the Top 10 Cutest Creatures. I challenge the inclusion of the manatee, love the happy puffer fish, and thrill at the inclusion of the wooly bear caterpillar.
Take the Deal! It's Howie Mandel's birthday today. (I always preferred Bobby's World. Back when Howie had hair!)
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Showing posts with label History. Show all posts
Thursday, November 29, 2012
Monday, November 5, 2012
Remember, Remember
I hope you all had enjoyable and restful weekends full of friends, family, and perhaps even a little treating yo self.
Though none of you owned up to it, some of you may even have been
kicking off beards and novels! One reader submitted some particularly
impressive beards to strive for.
Interestingly, this list of 10 epic beards also brings to light the
important connection between hat and facial hair. The proper pairing is
crucial, it would appear.
And speaking of hat-hair combinations, let us discuss the famous combination of the day. The black hat, creepy mask that is the face of today, November 5, or Guy Fawkes Day. Guy Fawkes Day (or Night) has been celebrated in Britain for years, as a celebration of the arrest of Guy Fawkes on November 5, 1605, as he guarded explosives intended to destroy the House of Lords. Now the holiday is commemorated with fireworks and bonfires, often including the burning of an effigy (usually of Guy Fawkes, though some towns make controversial picks...) The holiday is also celebrated by comic book nerds, action movie fans, and Natalie Portman lovers worldwide, as they use it as an excuse to watch the Fawkes-themed V for Vendetta. (Not to be confused with the equally harrowing C for Cookie.)
But when we "Remember remember the 5th of November"
for Guy Fawkes alone, what are we "Forgetting, forgetting?" I've picked
two things that we should remember not to forget in all of our
remembering.
Remember 1: Bryan and Ryan
Adams' Birthday. Okay, so this is technically two things. But
seriously, how weird is it that two similarly named but unrelated
musicians have the SAME birthday?! Now, to be perfectly honest, I don't
know too much about Ryan Adams, though a quick YouTube search led me to
this beautiful song. He's also got a damn good cover of Wonderwall
that totally changes the song. Seriously, I am probably saying stuff
that everybody who knows about music already knows. I'm just
discovering this stuff for the first time. I'm much more well-versed in
the music of Canada's second-greatest export, Bryan Adams. (Sorry,
Celine, Martin Short is first greatest.) The Bryan Adams compilation
album "So Far So Good,"
with that iconic muddy tire cover was a regular rider on the three-disc
carousel of my family's stereo, and I was the one who kept granting it
admission. And my knowledge of "Summer of '69"
once earned me bonus points on a high school English exam, as I
finished the sentence "I got my first real six-string, bought it at the five and dime." I could sing-along to pretty much the whole album, from the best thing about Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves*, "(Everything I Do) I Do It For You," to "Can't Stop This Thing We Started."
So, at the very least, if you don't want to Remember, Remember Bryan
and Ryan today, Imagine Imagine me at age seven dancing around my living
room singing this.
Remember 2: Of much greater historical significance than Messrs. Ryan and Ryan, 150 years ago today, on November 5, 1872, Susan B. Anthony
cast her vote in the 1872 presidential election. Though she backed the
winning candidate, Ulysses S Grant, when she "positively voted the
Republican ticket," she ended up with a $100 fine for her action. She
never paid this fine, but her arrest, her sham of a trial under justice Ward Hunt,
and her fine, all served to further the women's suffrage movement, as
Anthony addressed the question, "Is it a crime for a citizen of the
United States to vote?"
Even more than Guy Fawkes day; even more than Bryan
and Ryan Adams; and even more than adorable, pajama-clad, seven-year-old
Evan looking back now at a summer that seemed to last forever, Readers,
remember, remember the vote of Susan B Anthony today. Specifically,
remember it in preparation to commemorate it tomorrow. When asked the
question that Susan B. Anthony posed following her vote 150 years ago,
"Is it a crime for a citizen of the United States to vote?," I encourage
the readership of the Morning Report to answer not with words, but with
actions, by voting in tomorrow's election.
*How about that for a negatively positive review of a song?
*** FOLLOW-UP ***
Following on the Guy Fawkes description, one reader asked: "Were the explosively [sic] to be placed just beneath the chamber of the House
of Lords? Would the explosion not have destroyed the Palace of
Westminster in its entirety, and therefore the Commons as well?"
I did a bit of history digging and found out more:
I did some digging and found this map of Westminster from the mid
18th century. A bit later than we are discussing, but let us assume the
layout was the same.
Fawkes
was found guarding 36 barrels of gunpowder. Enough to obliterate the
House of Lords and kill the not-Catholic King James I, but not enough to
reduce the Palace to rubble. The goal was ultimately to eliminate James
and replace him with his Catholic daughter. James' supporters would no
doubt also be taken out in this assassination attempt, but the symbolic
destruction of the establishment ended there, not with the total
destruction of the building/government as it did for the masked and
revenge-driven anarchist of Alan Moore's creation.
H of L indicates the House of Lords, while H of Commons indicates the House of Commons.
While
V was able to take down the whole building, the explosives available to
Mr Fawkes and the rest of the Gunpowder Plotters were far more
rudimentary than those of the dystopic future.
Wednesday, October 24, 2012
Halloweek Day 1 - History and Hounds
After yet another little vacation (up to Boston to see The Mountain Goats, then NH to see the premiere of my new play, "To the Moon"), we're back and ready for some Halloween fun. We're a week out from that favorite holiday of hooligans and candy companies, so I thought it would be appropriate to spend a few days of reporting covering the topics near and dear to the holiday. And what's that in the banner? Could it be? The Great Pumpkin, rising out of the Pumpkin Patch?! Stay tuned as we creep closer to Halloween and see what happens!
Before we get into costumes and candy and spooky stories, it's important we know what exactly it is we're dealing with here. What is Halloween? Where did it come from? Lucky for us, the History Channel has put together a nice, dry history of the day (the videos are a bit more fun), tracing it back to the Celtic festival of Samhain. If your mental cogs are working like mine this morning, you'll put the pieces together and know it's no coincidence that this holiday so associated with the color orange started off in Ireland... Gingers. No wonder it's so scary.
But if the history of how Samhain became All Hallow's Eve became Trick or Treat is a bit too boring for you, check out this infographic. Where do you fit in to these stats? I know I'm not producing any pumpkins this year. (Though I did know pumpkins are gourds. But more on gourds later...) I have contributed to the 35 million pounds of candy corn sold, and I used to be in the 30% of candy organizers back when I was among the 35 million in that prime Trick or Treating age. I plan on being one of the 120 million dressing up, though I won't be doing it on the day itself (does that still count) and I will definitely be part of the 72% giving out candy. As for the 24 pounds of candy I'm supposed to have eaten in the past year as an average American... No comment.
Now, what about these 11.5% of Americans who dress their pets for Halloween? Of all the statistics presented in that graphic, that's the one I want evidence on. Luckily, the Internet provides. I'm assuming dogs are the most commonly dressed animal, and certainly the most frequently seen in costume. Some place called Tompkins Square even has a parade for costumed pups. I love the dog lobster, and I bet that dog, along with all the others whose costumes involved being carried or carted about, enjoyed himself the most. Hipster dog and banana dog look like they have a tough time seeing, while Woof With the Wind and Evita (in the comments) probably qualify as mild animal abuse. Favorite, though? The moose dog. Obviously. But dogs aren't the only ones having fun. Rats, cats, hedgehogs, and even a camel get in on the action. (Sorry to report there is a lack of costumed fish.) The cat in number 9 suggests why cats don't get dressed up much, while dogs continue to dominate the costume competition. Though horse dog is terrifying, the dog dressed as Fluffy is one of the best costumes I've ever seen on human or animal.
And speaking of human costumes... We'll cover that in tomorrow's report.
But first a costume idea from this day in history: Just wear a barrel and say you're going as Annie Edson Taylor. She hopped in a barrel 111 years ago today and became the first to survive the trip over Niagara Falls in one.
Seven days until the Great Pumpkin!
Wednesday, July 11, 2012
The Pale King of Pop
Things are underway a bit late here at the Report, but it's allowed
us to gather some great material for you today, continuing a debate that
I inadvertently spurred yesterday with my flippant comment on Sodapop.
(No, not the Outsider.
The drink he's holding.) Yes, having taken linguistics classes, I
should have acknowledged that there are regional differences in the
words people use for things. In New England, things are "wicked cool."
In Rhode Island, a lot of women (and some men) have "PSDS".
People in the midwest pack things into "baygs." In the non-existent,
imaginary region that my Dad's voice is from, people drink "melk." But
few words create more regional tension than those that define.
Courtesy of Andrew Sullivan over at the Dish, I have found an objective investigation of the soda-pop-coke phenomenon. Interesting method of data accumulation. I was particularly taken with the filtering to ensure only soft drink related posts were tagged, then avoid talking of "Coke" as a brandname... Though interesting he doesn't acknowledge filtering out alternative uses of Coke... Interesting that soda is such a coastal term... How did it pass over the middle of the nation without touching down? And seriously, what cutesy fantasy world is it where "fizzy drink" is a common expression? Oh, New Zealand? Okay. That makes sense. Freaking Hobbits.
The second major story today is an interesting article on the largest piece of literary intrigue in the past year. No, Dan Brown didn't release a new book. (If he did, chances are someone's secret child is part of some organization's plot for world domination.) I'm referring to the Pulitzer Prize Board's decision not to award a prize for literature in 2012, in spite of what I understand were three pretty outstanding nominees. Well, Michael Cunningham, author of The Hours and Specimen Days, and one of the three jurors for this year's decision has come out with a "letter" explaining the process. Really, though, his piece is much more than that, as it offers a thoughtful reflection on the general awarding of prizes to works of literature.
My favorite quote from the piece, though, is on generational subjectivity:
"What seem fatal flaws to one generation strike the next as displays of artistic courage. Who cares that Henry James went on sometimes at questionable length because he was being paid by the word? Who cares, for that matter, that Marconi merely invented radio transmission when his actual goal was to pick up the voices of the dead?"
One generation's failure can be another generation's American Top 40 with Casey Kasem! (Screw you, Seacrest.)
And to prevent things from getting too intellectual here at the Report, here are two cute things: First, a sweet parody of a song that's been making the Internet rounds, featuring a friend who taught many of us one of our first C-words. (Get your mind out of the gutter, readers!) Second, a sour encounter with a healthier snack.
You could call him Aaron Burr by the way he's dropping Hamiltons... And today, he did drop Hamilton. It's the 208th anniversary of that famous duel. The Wikipedia piece is an interesting read. It appears Ham shot first. (Though George Lucas routinely tampers with the Wiki to edit the past.)
Courtesy of Andrew Sullivan over at the Dish, I have found an objective investigation of the soda-pop-coke phenomenon. Interesting method of data accumulation. I was particularly taken with the filtering to ensure only soft drink related posts were tagged, then avoid talking of "Coke" as a brandname... Though interesting he doesn't acknowledge filtering out alternative uses of Coke... Interesting that soda is such a coastal term... How did it pass over the middle of the nation without touching down? And seriously, what cutesy fantasy world is it where "fizzy drink" is a common expression? Oh, New Zealand? Okay. That makes sense. Freaking Hobbits.
The second major story today is an interesting article on the largest piece of literary intrigue in the past year. No, Dan Brown didn't release a new book. (If he did, chances are someone's secret child is part of some organization's plot for world domination.) I'm referring to the Pulitzer Prize Board's decision not to award a prize for literature in 2012, in spite of what I understand were three pretty outstanding nominees. Well, Michael Cunningham, author of The Hours and Specimen Days, and one of the three jurors for this year's decision has come out with a "letter" explaining the process. Really, though, his piece is much more than that, as it offers a thoughtful reflection on the general awarding of prizes to works of literature.
My favorite quote from the piece, though, is on generational subjectivity:
"What seem fatal flaws to one generation strike the next as displays of artistic courage. Who cares that Henry James went on sometimes at questionable length because he was being paid by the word? Who cares, for that matter, that Marconi merely invented radio transmission when his actual goal was to pick up the voices of the dead?"
One generation's failure can be another generation's American Top 40 with Casey Kasem! (Screw you, Seacrest.)
And to prevent things from getting too intellectual here at the Report, here are two cute things: First, a sweet parody of a song that's been making the Internet rounds, featuring a friend who taught many of us one of our first C-words. (Get your mind out of the gutter, readers!) Second, a sour encounter with a healthier snack.
You could call him Aaron Burr by the way he's dropping Hamiltons... And today, he did drop Hamilton. It's the 208th anniversary of that famous duel. The Wikipedia piece is an interesting read. It appears Ham shot first. (Though George Lucas routinely tampers with the Wiki to edit the past.)
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