Let’s say a killer asteroid is headed toward earth and we manage to get our heads together long enough to aim a nuke at it and actually hit the thing.…
After years of people telling me that I would love Louis MacNeice, last week I stumbled on “Prayer Before Birth”. In the poem, the notion of the undead, the nosferatu…
A month ago, I blogged about an attempt by the Christian fundamentalist community in Texas to change the history and social sciences curricula for K-12 textbooks. There’s been a fair…
Jason Epstein started out as an editor and publisher in a now-vanished era — his first editorial job was at Random House in 1949 — and he was a co-founder…
I am pretty sure at least one of these things will make you happy. Start your weekend off in an appropriately dark place with images of public execution in the…
Just when I thought I was unique, just as I’ve been spending the last six-odd months editing a short story about the misadventures of retail workers during a city-wide blackout…
Environmental Graffiti takes a look at Germany’s hanging railway. We usually try to stay away from commercial stuff like this, but we think it’s pretty rad that Tropicana literally built…
This is an article about Martian lubricant. Pretty much the weirdest headline I’ve read today. “I could really use a bad-ass architecture based link.” How about this water-purifying skyscraper? “I…
So listen to this. Ariana Reines—poet, playwright, translator, publisher, and frequent target of this site’s affection—has been invited to join a UN Mission to Haiti which leaves on Thursday. She…