Sapere Aude
Month: June 2018
In 1969, United Nations Command negotiator and US Maj. Gen. James B. Kapp and North Korean Maj. Gen. Ri Choon-Sun sat across the table from one another for 11.5 hours without eating or using the restroom. The delegates were only permitted to leave the room if the person who called the meeting proposes a recess. Ri never did. In fact, the 2 men spent the last 4.5 hours of the meeting silently staring at one another. At 22:30, Ri stood up and walked out.
Yet, in spite of expensive remakes of familiar dishes, many restaurateurs still manage to turn out spectacular food at more modest prices, and I’ve found myself eating as well this year as in any other. In fact, better. Roman pies called pinsas have flourished at Camillo. Some of my faves at Pheasant include fried polenta with mixed mushrooms
Onboarding to both local catalog ads and local inventory ads is now much easier for retailers of all sizes with the new local feed partnership program. The new program allows point-of-sale or inventory data providers, like Cayan, Pointy, Linx and yReceipts, to provide sales and inventory data to Google on behalf of merchants, so they don’t have to create their own local product feeds.
Brexit was a classic example of a collusion conspiracy. Many of the named politicians and businessmen above stand to gain millions of pounds from a hard Brexit that causes the British stock market to fall. Others stand to make millions from juicy investment opportunities they were offered in Russia. We cannot know for certain what the quid pro quo for those investment deals were at this time, but I strongly suspect that support for Brexit (and more general socially-authoritarian right-wing policies) was part of it. And now we’re seeing a rival collusion conspiracy surface. Not all billionaires stand to profit from seeing the remains of British industry sink beneath the waves, and not all of them are in the pocket of the Kremlin’s financial backers. There are a bunch of very rich, rather reclusive men (and a handful of women) who probably thought, “well, let’s sit back and see where this thing leads, for now” about 18 months ago. And now they can see it leading right over a cliff, and they are unhappy, and they have made their displeasure known on the golf course and in the smoke-filled rooms, and the quiet whispering campaign has finally turned heads at the top of the media empires. If I’m right, then over the next 4-8 weeks the wrath of the British press is going to fall on the heads of the Brexit lobby with a force and a fury we haven’t seen in a generation.
Surveillance cameras monitored by the police have become a ubiquitous presence in many cities. In Newark, anyone with internet access is allowed to watch. The Citizen Virtual Patrol has been hailed by officials as a move toward transparency in a city where a mistrust of the police runs deep, rooted in long-running claims of aggressive enforcement and racial animosity. The cameras provide a way to recruit residents as Newark tries to shake a dogged reputation for violence and crime. Since the program started about 1 month ago, 1600 users have signed into the website, and residents have been lobbying the department to add more cameras in their neighborhoods.
The only known surviving portrait taken from life of sibling literary luminaries Charlotte, Emily and Anne Brontë has gone home. It was painted by Branwell Brontë around 1834 at the Haworth parsonage, the family’s home on the Yorkshire moors for many isolated years of their childhood. That parsonage is now the Brontë Parsonage Museum. It usually has to make do with a copy of the famous group portrait, but the original work is now being exhibited in the place where it was painted in Emily’s honor.
as always, the NYT is a low-quality rag peddling the same fear as their competitors. not sure why they think they’re somehow on a higher echelon. they’re out of touch & incompetent.
a duo using squirt boats surfs the underwater current in the New River Gorge. Squirt boats are low-volume flat kayaks optimized for performing tricks…sort of a cross between a kayak and a surfboard that you sit inside of.
Marshall now thinks he’s found a way to diagnose I.B.S. quickly and directly: by listening to it. Marshall described a device that he and colleagues are developing: a wide belt, to be worn by the patient, that records the creaks and undulations of the gut, analyzes them with software, and recognizes the distinct sonic signature of I.B.S.
Joachim Martin was the carpenter who installed the parquet for the chateau’s then owner – and what he left behind was a kind of secret diary intended to be read only long after he was dead and buried. Joachim’s diary implies that in places like the village of Les Crottes infanticide was taboo. People knew it went on, but no-one spoke out. Quite possibly the pressure of the secret was one factor that prompted Joachim to unburden himself on his planks. Another appears to have been his anger at the local priest. The 1880s were a time of rapid change. France’s Third Republic was bedding in, having seen off a final challenge from the monarchists, and across the country reforms were being introduced that limited the powers of the church. Joachim approved of these reforms – principally, it seems, because of his personal animosity towards the Abbé Lagier; he thought he was an obsessive womanizer, who abused the confessional for sexual kicks.
Gregor J. Rothfuss 