cultural appropriation. they love everything about us but us.
How the brain operates when it’s reading a novel is completely different to how the brain operates when it’s reading the internet. When the brain reads the internet (or a cell phone or what have you) it’s constantly scanning for key words and visible anchors, such as gifs or flashy hyperlinks. These give the brain somewhat of a reminder as to where you are on the page, and the more of these means more for your brain. The trouble with real reading, as any big boy or big girl will tell you, is that there are no magic moving pictures in grown-up books. Or clickable links. I know! Whaaaa! We are all turning into a nation of giant near-illiterate babies who apparently only read the headline and the slugline and then leave it at that. Essentially: we are unlearning to read.
A survey of pre-code movies is an excellent antidote to much of the nonsense we sometimes hear about “old-fashioned morality.” Our grandparents’ generation is sometimes said to have lived in a more innocent time, before America went to Hell in a handbasket and began abandoning traditional morality. But it turns out our grandparents were lining up at the box office to see movies like She Couldn’t Say No or The Unholy Three. Those pre-code movies are a good reminder that much of what gets glibly described as “traditional morality” was actually really, really immoral. I don’t just mean that people back then were titillated by stories they regarded as immoral. That’s always been true and probably always will be true. That’s the transgressive allure of the lurid, and there’s a sense in which it does as much to reinforce the prevailing morality as any moral code.
NASA released a satellite image of india in the evening during the festive holiday of diwali, the celebration of lights.
"the writers never thought derek would be so popular"
Forget the Syria debate, we need a debate on why we’re always debating whether to bomb someone. Because we’re starting to look not so much like the world’s policeman, but more like George Zimmerman. Itching to use force and then pretending it’s because we had no choice.
Me saving my grades at the end of a term