It’s here: the 3D-printed revolver. The hoplophobic panic will surely not be far behind. (H/T S)
It’s also here: the first private space race. I doubt the Bezos vs Musk is quite as theatrically adversarial as the media would have us think. What a good thing, though, eh? May the best man win. Better yet, may both men win.
Half of me hopes he takes those officious overreacting officials for every dime — and thinks it’s too bad any judgment won’t come out of their own pockets. The other half of me is beginning to feel a whole lot less sympathy for “clock boy.” (Nicki goes even farther.)
What The Hunger Games movies say about feminism and war. I read this week that Jennifer Lawrence was initially frustrated with her character Katniss’ reluctance to fight and to lead, but eventually came to understand that it’s one of the character’s great strengths.
Newly discovered spider named after a Lord of the Rings character. No, not Shelob.
Well, I’m sure that’s one good reason to fire the head of the DEA. But somehow it hardly seems the biggest reason (to fire the head of the DEA, send all its agents off to work at McDonalds, burn the agency to the ground, and salt the land on which it stood).
The released FBI docs give the impression that they really weren’t much interested in Loompanics or Paladin. But as I wrote in this 1998 Wolfe’s Lodge “Sound Off,” I have a bit of evidence to the contrary. (Once again a big thank you to Bill St. Clair for keeping that ancient site alive in his archives. Thanks also to the anonymous designer; I was struck again by what a beautiful site it was for its era (and still). Even now it’s a wonderful place for a rainy-day visit.)
In this week’s installment of my ongoing plot to lure you into using my Amazon links for your holiday shopping, I’m focusing on the comforts of home.
Specifically, the warm comforts. It’s only mid-November and I don’t know about you but I’m already sick of winter. As I sit here typing this my fingers and toes are cold and it’s been raining so long I wouldn’t be surprised to see an ark floating by.
So yes, I’m thinking some warm stuff would be welcome under anybody’s Christmas tree this year.
For instance …
How about some delicious flannel sheets? One of you lovely readers bought me a set a couple of years ago and it’s so nice to slide into their comfort instead of shivering through those first icy seconds with standard cotton sheets.
Then there are alway DVDs and Blu-Ray movies made for some cozy snuggling. Speaking of warm things, Warm Bodies is, believe it or not, a perfectly delightful zombie chick-flick comedy to share with a special someone.
Well, I think that gives you the idea. The main idea — the great master scheme behind my entire holiday plot — is for you to please use any Amazon link you find on this site. Shop that way and you’ll help keep this blog rolling and keep the Wolfe dogs in kibble.
I like Ross Douthat. In this day of screaming absolutes he always has a nuanced take on things. But even he says that the current campus crisis is something U.S. universities deserve.
And if anybody had doubts about what a bunch of whiny brats those “oppressed” university students at Mizzou are, check out their reactions to the slaughter in Paris. Whaaaaaa-waaaaa, nobody’s paying attention to US! Will the little narcissists ever feel shame?
Australia is going to try out a hip, cool, and groovy cloud-based virtual passport system. Think the problem of lost passports is bad? Wait till you’ve experienced the airport joy of “the Internet is down” or “we don’t find you in our database” or “we’ve just been hacked.”
While I had my face buried in my latest BHM house-fixup article, the world outside was getting hammered with the kind of rain that makes even a seasoned Northwesterner wonder if there’s an umbrella (or perhaps a submarine) in the house.