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This will probably be the only time I feature a piece of art with all dudes on it, but this find is amazing.
“What is fascinating is that the representation of the human body is at a level of detail and musculature that one doesn’t find again until the classical period of Greek art 1,000 years later,” explained Davis. “It’s a spectacular find.”
Even more extraordinary, the husband-and-wife team point out, is that the meticulously carved combat scene was painstakingly etched on a piece of hard stone measuring just 3.6 centimeters, or just over 1.4 inches, in length. Indeed, many of the seal’s details, such as the intricate weaponry ornamentation and jewelry decoration, become clear only when viewed with a powerful camera lens and photomicroscopy.
I’m also including an interview with two men (apologies). Kim Stanley Robinson is a major SF writer of climate fiction and the author of one of my favorite book series.
…If humanity’s impact on the Earth is mostly negative in ecological terms, if you mark humanity’s impact as being so significant that we have produced a new geological age, then we have to think differently in our attitudes towards what we are doing with our biophysical substrate. And one of the things I think the Anthropocene brings up is that the Earth is our body, and we can finesse it, we can impact it, we can make ourselves sick.
Watch beautiful people do drugs in the name of science.
Native American geeks now have a con of their own!
Men are finally feeling uncomfortable. Good.
Sex is not the problem, but for some people sexism itself has become eroticized, and that, yes, is a problem. “It’s not flirtation that any of us take issue with,” said my best friend, late one night after another round of exhausting emotional work trying to shore up the shuddering self-image of the men we know so they don’t collapse on top of us. “It’s entitlement. Projection. Objectification. We know when we’re being dehumanized. Good flirting is the kind where they see us. They won’t know how to flirt the right way until they start unlearning how to look at us.”
John Berger famously said that “men look at women, and women watch themselves being looked at.” I’m sick of being looked at. I want to be seen. There are none so emotionally blind as those who look at a person standing right in front of them and see a mirror, not a window.
Phenomenal performance piece, I Was Born Resisting.
There is a new, more effective shingles vaccine and everyone who is eligible should get it. I had shingles when I was 19 and I never want to go through that again.
I have always despised the phrase/idea of “I know how you feel” and this article articulates my hatred perfectly.
When describing my symptoms to others, I agree, bipolar symptoms sound like anyone of these issues. But education on bipolar makes all the difference in the world. And if you are not educated in mental illness’, you should not be saying whether someone is or is not bipolar, or whether you do or do not have this same illness.
When those words of “I know how you feel” are carelessly thrown out, it’s demeaning to the blood, sweat and tears that I have experienced day in and day out, month after month, year after year, all in efforts just to keep my head above water.
Non-Binary Gender in the Greek and Roman World.
Self care, as I am learning by way of fruit platters and therapy, is not even a little bit contingent upon owning yoga pants, ingesting anything with a descriptor that ends in “genic,” or nestling anything Gwyneth-endorsed within my hoo-ha. There’s not even an app for mindful fruit platter eating. I just sort of buy a fruit platter and go to town on it until I don’t want any more fruit. I’m usually wearing a caftan when this occurs, but that’s just because I started wearing caftans after a recent surgery and discovered that it’s extraordinarily comfortable and freeing to wear a caftan. You should wear caftans, too, but of course you do not have to. I mean who am I, the caftan police?
Of course I am not, because that’s legally precluded by my official position as the Minister of Convincing People to Hog Fruit Platters and Not Share Them. It doesn’t have to be a fancy or expensive fruit platter, by the way, just one where the fruit is pre-sliced and clearly in a portion size that is meant to serve more than one person. I want you to know the abandon and bliss of not worrying if you are bogarting all the berries and mango, leaving your fellow meeting attendees with the bulk of the honeydew chunks and little else. There is so much politesse and restraint involved in communal platter foods. Imagine how much mental energy you will free up if you allow yourself this delicious transgression.
Nicolle Cliffe has an advice column on Catapult, now.
Finland is preparing to remove specific school subjects for all students sixteen and over. They’ll be replaced by “the study of individual events and phenomena.”
This short article revisiting Klaus Theweleit’s 1977 book Male Fantasies is not exactly a comforting read, but it’s something we need to explain to people who think the current crop of Nazis are solely politically-driven.
Theweleit, a German doctoral student in literature, wanted to understand the fascist man’s deepest desires. Not why did they do what they did, but what did they want? As German historian Sven Reichardt points out, while others sought political explanations for fascist violence, Theweleit shocked readers by looking to their quotidian lives for answers. The resulting two-volume book is an intimate analysis of the letters, poems, diaries, and novels of the Freikorpsmen: fascism up close and personal. To modern readers, the Freikorpsmen’s fantasy life will be familiar: a country in decline, a nationalistic call to purge it of disorder, a clear separation between men and women, rich and poor, your kind and the other.
Megan Fox deserves an apology.
A lot of Canadian television shows (including due South with the original incidental music that they couldn’t put on the DVDs) are on YouTube now!
Overtone singer Natascha Nikeprelevic: