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  • The True Nuzzi Scandal

    Another story that hits harder as a parent: the scandalous cover-up of Robert F. Kennedy, Jr.’s disgusting affair in the lead-up to his confirmation as Secretary of Health and Human Services. This roided-out shell of a man is working every day to endanger the lives of children, especially infants, and the elderly. And he was aided in attaining his high post by his ersatz mistress, the prose-mangling Olivia Nuzzi. For that reason, I appreciated the essay “A major Beltway scandal” by Scott LeMieux, which makes the case that Nuzzi’s disastrous roll-out of her tell-all American Canto isn’t just a funny media story, it’s a real scandal that should infuriate us. As he puts it,

    The heart of this remains that Nuzzi’s goal was to suppress damaging information about RFK Jr. both to help Trump and to protect RFK Jr.s chances of becoming the Secretary of Child Murder, and she succeeded.

    → 5:40 PM, Dec 21
  • The Dance, Chinese Prison, Yassified Mao

    When you’re a parent, some stories just hit different. For instance, “From Jail, He Tears Intricate Pictures By Hand For the Family He Misses” by Lily Kuo. It tells the story of Gao Zhen, a Chinese artist who was living in New York City but traveled back to his home country to see his mother-in-law, only to land in prison. The art really hit me—something about the simple medium and how expressive it is in Gao’s hands. I was particularly moved by this homage to a painting I also love: Matisse’s “La Danse.”

    A photo of a paper cutout of the Matisse painting La Danse, where five figures dance in a circle

    I pray never to be locked away from my child.

    (And for what? The crime of… sculpting yassified Mao?)

    → 5:39 PM, Dec 21
  • Gecs -> Brat

    If you loved CharliXCX’s 2024 album-of-the-summer Brat, may I recommend 2023’s 10,000 Gecs by 100 Gecs? I’m not fluent enough in pop and “hyperpop” to know the chain of influences here, but a lot of this sound—and the use of autotune in particular—seems like a raw-er antecedent to the Brat sound.

    (Chaser: 100 Gecs’s Boiler Room set, which I was briefly obsessed with a few years back. (Found it via Today in Tabs.) It’s still deranged!)

    The album cover for 10000 Gecs which shows two figures who have their t-shirts pulled over their faces, revealing tattoos on their chests and stomachs.
    → 5:37 PM, Dec 21
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  • DMV Fontography

    I got a new California Driver’s License and was surprised to find that they changed the typography again. The DMV’s press release focuses on the security features but doesn’t mention what the new font for “CALIFORNIA” is, which is really the big change for me. I poked around but couldn’t identify it. Does anyone know what this chrome-age slab serif is?

    A graphic showing the three designs of California driver's licenses, the first labeled "??? - 2010," the second "2010-2025," and the last "2025-???". Each shows a fake woman's photograph and identifying details.

    (Kinda crazy that Ima changed her name to Janice and reverted to her maiden name. Or, wait, judging by the birthdays, is that Ima’s mom?!)

    → 5:36 PM, Dec 21
  • That Feeling

    S.I. Rosenbaum has a comic out in Flaming Hydra—“Lost and found”—that captures something of how this moment feels to me, too. I mean, I haven’t expatriated to Lisbon, I’m not married to a trans person, I don’t find myself compulsively looking for beads—and yet, I know that feeling of life passing, atrocities ongoing, and the mind trying to find meaning, trying to find mooring. It’s a beautiful piece.

    A three-panel comic. In the first panel one character is giving the other a backrub. The character receiving the backrub is saying "I want to go home." The text reads "5,000 years ago a child
was buried with 2,600
beads of hematite,
shell and turquoise." The second panel, the two characters are laying in bed with one staring up at the ceiling, not asleep. A cat curls around their head. The text reads "30,000 years ago a
man was buried with
3,000 beads of
mammoth ivory and
fox teeth." The third panel zooms in on the character, who has closed their eyes but looks disturbed. The text reads, "Where were they carrying those beads?"

    → 5:32 PM, Dec 21
  • More melt report, courtesy of Leo:

    A photo of a snowman who has been somewhat blanketed in snow so that you can't see his lower half or his eyes. All you can see is his carrot nose, which is drooping.

    The kid saw this and said, “He’s wearing a dress!”

    → 5:03 PM, Dec 10
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  • I’ve been reading the pamphlet, Radical Witchcraft: Oppression and Resistance, which I picked up a few years ago at the Museum of Witchcraft and Magic in Boscastle, Cornwall. Lots of good stuff, including this Hitler pincushion:

    A picture of a book page open to a figure showing a Hitler pincushion; Hitler is bent at the waist and pins are sticking into his rump

    According to the booklet,

    Several types of this pin cushion were sold in the US. They quickly became popular after President Roosevelt acquired one for this desk.

    Somehow I had never heard about this half-silly, half-serious act of antifascist magic in the Oval Office. Tuck it away in the “Magic and Resistance” file.

    → 5:02 PM, Dec 10
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  • Hunger; Edging; Intellectuals

    Last week I watched the first episode of Heated Rivalry, the sex-forward show about two professional hockey stars who get physical. Unfortunately, it wasn’t for me—too much action, not enough actin’.

    Last week I happened also to finish reading a different piece of art about two young men who get physical: the novel Call Me By Your Name by André Aciman. This is the one. I think it might be the most romantic thing I’ve ever seen or read. It has it all: a narrator obsessed with the semantics of small talk; longing; treatment of time in a way reminiscent of Bergson’s idea of la durée; hunger; edging; intellectuals; bodies; repression; the march of generations; Rome; the ’80s; music; swimming.

    I loved the 2017 film adaptation (which launched Timothée Chalamet’s career). I suspected I would like the book. But I didn’t know it would be this good.

    If you liked the movie but haven’t read the book, what are you waiting for? If you’ve seen neither the movie nor the book, correct your error swiftly! And consider starting with the original: the book!

    → 4:59 PM, Dec 10
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  • a gif video showing a finger navigating Apple Maps on an iPhone, opening a street view panorama, pointing up at the sky, and causing the display to spin around wildly

    Less useful tip but more pleasureable: you can turn Apple Maps on your phone into a fidget spinner just by engaging streetview and looking straight up. (Sadly, Google Maps doesn’t let you whip around nearly as fast.)

    → 4:47 PM, Dec 10
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  • Spam Text Opt Out... Works?!

    PSA: Did you know that with those spam texts that end by saying “text ‘stop’ to end,” you really can just text “stop” back, and they will never text you again? I don’t know, maybe other folks aren’t as suspicious as me, but for years I resisted this because I thought, If I text back then they’ll just know that this is a real number. They’ll spam me MORE! But no, in my experience you really do just send “stop” back and it stops.

    → 4:43 PM, Dec 10
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  • An artsy photograph of a concrete batch plant
    → 4:42 PM, Dec 10
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  • Zoom Zoom

    To whoever designed the automated zooming in and out feature on certain Apple videoconferencing products, I do whatever the opposite of tipping one’s cap is. I thumb my nose!

    Recently, several of my colleagues have been plagued by this deeply unserious feature, and so far they can’t figure out how to turn off. Now their little window on our Zoom meetings features a deranged cameraman who does things like zoom in for a tight shot right as they blow their nose, then zoom back out. The unsteady, by turns tentative and overactive camerawork has the energy of a teenager holding a camcorder, or a mockumentary (think The Office or Telemarketers). What maniac in Apple corporate thought it was a good idea to turn this feature on (with no easily found off switch!) on millions of work computers!?

    → 4:42 PM, Dec 10
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  • A diagram on a thermometer showing chunky icons next to different labes: "Loss of Tissue Contact," "Broken Probe," "Instrument Malfunction," "Oral," "Adult Axillary (>18 yrs.)," "Rectal" "Pediatric Axillary (<17 yrs)," "Monitor Mode," and "Low Battery," with the words below, "ANTI_THEFT SYSTEM / MAY BE ACTIVE"

    To whoever designed this institutional thermometer’s legend, I tip my cap. That butt! That snail! That crawling child!!!

    → 4:41 PM, Dec 10
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  • The Melt Report

    A photograph of a snowman standing on a stump

    Over the weekend there was a snowstorm in Chicago—eight inches! This delayed our flight home by a day, and it also gave me the chance to make my first-ever snowman! (With, admittedly, help from my kid and his mom.) There’s something so satisfying about making a sculpture out of precipitation, and dressing it up.

    Even better: getting daily melt reports from our hosts. So far not only has our snowman not melted at all, he’s actually gained a bit of snow!

    A photograph of the same snowman, now dusted with snow so that one eye is hidden.
    → 3:08 PM, Dec 3
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  • An Intercepted Signal

    Bourgeois confession: I bought an Apple TV, one of those little streaming boxes that plugs into your TV. It came on Monday. (Part of getting older under capitalism is you have less time to do things like watch movies or make music but you compensate by spending money on better tools for these activities you no longer do much of.)

    I don’t yet have a full opinion on the little box, but I did have a thrilling experience with it: I figured out how to program the volume buttons to go directly to my stereo. It turns out the way you do this is by holding up the stereo’s remote near the Apple TV remote, then pressing the stereo remote’s volume switches as cued by the Apple TV software. The Apple TV magically intercepts the signal, learns it, and now can reproduce it. Yes!

    → 3:07 PM, Dec 3
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  • A photograph of power lines crossing against a dim blue sky, with silhouetted branches in the lower left corner
    → 3:07 PM, Dec 3
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  • To Avoid Having to Experience the Experience

    During our trip to Chicago, we splurged on “high tea” at the Drake Hotel. It was ridiculous and fun. The best part was that for the first half of the meal there was a harpist playing, and then for the second half there were three professional carolers roaming the dining room, singing a tune for each table. (For us, Lisa requested “God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen.”)

    I noticed a sad trend, though: at many (most?) tables, when the carolers got to them, the diners each lifted their phones up to record videos. The carolers were maybe five feet away, and the phone seemed clutched like a shield, a tool to distance oneself from the intensity of being sung to, a way to get out of having to be present, to avoid having to experience the experience.

    → 3:06 PM, Dec 3
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  • For the Love of Slop

    Because I myself am left ice cold by the “AI art” being shoved in our faces today, I was probably the perfect audience for this brief essay, “Alchemy,” by John Collinsworth. What a great metaphor, invoking just how stupid the literal attempt to turn lead to gold was. I especially appreciated this part:

    The existence of the work itself is only part of the point, and materializing an image out of thin air misses the point of art, in very much the same way that putting a football into a Waymo to drive it up and down the street for a few hours would be entirely missing the point of sports.

    The struggle that produced the art—the human who felt it, processed it, and formed it into this unique shape in the way only they could—is integral to the art itself.

    The human behind it, and their story, is the missing, inimitable component that AI cannot reproduce.

    I personally agree with this, but with the (big) caveat that all available evidence suggests that a whole lot of people don’t actually care about filling their lives with art. So many folks seem more than happy with different varieties of muzak providing a soothing background track to their lives.

    Today we have muzak on the music streamers (see “ghost artists”) but also increasingly on the video streamers (I loved this Will Tavlin piece in N+1 about today’s Netflix) and even in novels (the Write a Book a Month Club—yikes).

    Some people really like their AI slop! But art it ain’t.

    → 3:05 PM, Dec 3
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  • The President Comes to Hollywood

    Last-minute notice here, but if you’re in LA and don’t have Friday night plans you should come out to the book party for Xander Beattie’s new-ish book The President (which you may remember from the gift guide above). It sounds like it will be an intimate party, with drinks, a reading, a conversation, and hopefully some good conversation. RSVP here to get the details. (I believe that today is the last day to RSVP.)

    → 3:04 PM, Dec 3
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  • Related: a skit titled “We’re the New York Times!”

    → 3:03 PM, Dec 3
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  • Sanewashing Orthobros in the NYT

    Fascinating article on an upswing in interest in Orthodox Christianity in the New York Times: “Orthodox Church Pews Are Overflowing With Converts.” And also—as with so many pieces in the Times—it’s really rather strangely edited.

    As someone who has been drawn to the more mystical edges of this faith tradition (icon worship, the Jesus Prayer), I wanted to be excited about this. I mean, come on, give me more about the iconostasis! So it first struck me as weird how the article keeps bringing up how Orthodoxy is more “masculine” than Catholicism or Protestantism. Under a photograph of a 20-year-old convert with a pretty face, braces, and perfect eyebrows there is the caption, “’Protestant and Catholic churches have a very feminine atmosphere,’ said Josh Elkins, center.” Then, a little later, this graf:

    Some converts report approvingly that Orthodoxy has a more masculine feel than other traditions. Priests, who must be male and can marry, often have large beards and big families. Orthodoxy asks practitioners to make sacrifices like fasting, rather than offering them emotional contemporary music and therapeutic sermons, which critics describe as the typical evangelical megachurch experience.

    Ah yes, fasting, something Catholicism never thought of. And what is this term, “emotional contemporary music”? The writer must mean Christian rock music? If the author’s sources stopped and thought for a second, they’d realize that the idea that Orthodox choral music is free of emotion—or even particularly straight-coded—is risible. Just check out this recording from a St. Petersburg church that I randomly ran into last week.

    The praise for a “masculine” religion and the dissing of other faiths as not being hard enough is all hedged through this language of “some converts report approvingly…” and “which critics describe as…” It’s only in the final third of the article when the reporter finally gets to give up the act and tell us who these critics are: gleefully fascist, openly antisemitic, hyper-patriarchal YouTube influencers! (“Orthobros”)

    Here’s the first stab at defining these guys, 1800 words in:

    The online influencers that many young men credit with introducing them to Orthodoxy speak directly about politics and culture in a way that parish priests more often avoid. They tend to share an unbending social conservatism, with a particular interest in the “traditional family” and what they describe as the threats of feminism, homosexuality and transgender identities. They are also generally opposed to the state of Israel.

    Then, 246 words later, they come further into focus:

    In the South, there is a strain of neoconfederate Orthodoxy that marries white supremacy and Orthodox practice. Matthew Heimbach, who organized the notorious Unite the Right rally in Charlottesville, Va., in 2017, had been excommunicated from the Antiochian Orthodox church but joined another branch.

    And finally, at the very end of the article, we get a portrait of a couple who are currently converting:

    But the couple agreed that too many mainstream Protestant churches offered only shallow theology and “far-left” ideology. Ms. Fuentes’s former church had a female pastor, which she said she didn’t approve of, and she said she once saw a transgender woman, whom she described as a man, in the women’s bathroom there during a Christmas service.

    “There’s just more validity in a church that can trace its lineage all the way back to the apostles,” Mr. Nolan said.

    The couple said they were looking forward to raising an Orthodox family, one oriented around duty, truth and “objective beauty standards,” Mr. Nolan said. In their future home, they are planning a prayer area facing east.

    Well, at least we got there. What a bummer.

    → 3:02 PM, Nov 27
  • A photo of a dusky sky silhouetted by dark palm trees and other foliage
    → 3:00 PM, Nov 27
  • Understanding Epstein

    It’s darkly funny to me that the “Epstein Files” stunt from this spring was such a nothing-burger, but the actual Epstein emails released last week are, in fact, jam-packed with scandal and the dirty laundry of power. I’ve looked on with horror as we’ve learned of subplots like the unbearable creepiness of Larry Summers and figuring out who is Bubba? (It’s pretty clear…) But I think there’s both so much here, and our newspapers are so depleted, that it’s hard to find good explanations of the bigger picture. So I appreciated this episode of the Time of Monsters podcast, “Jeffrey Epstein and the American Empire.” Here’s guest Van Jackson laying out how he sees Epstein fitting into the broader American political scene:

    Epstein is the embodiment of power politics in neoliberal globalization. And that happens to be very corrupt at its core. So this thing that we called “the International Global Order”—in Washington there’s a romantic gloss on what that was—but what that really was was agents like Epstein profiteering from world affairs and helping consolidate state control of societies. So American hegemony imposed a kind of imperialist peace on the world, especially in Asia. And that imperialist peace was basically peace for rulers but imperialism for the ruled. American hegemony secured ruling class solidarity, basically, but against working class interests.

    Chaser: “How the Elite Behave When No One Is Watching: Inside the Epstein Emails.”

    → 2:59 PM, Nov 27
  • Mummy Brown and Rudyard Kipling

    Elias submits a truly delightful (and by turns stomach-turning) expansion on last week’s mote about the artistic use of mummies: an entire scholarly article on the subject, titled “The Life and Death of Mummy Brown.” This article has it all, including the etymology of “mummy,” the history of “mummy unrollings,” and even a surprise appearance from Rudyard Kipling at an impromptu pre-Raphaelite burial of a tube of mummy brown:

    This bizarre but rather touching episode must have had quite an impact on those present, including a teenaged Rudyard Kipling, who was Georgina’s nephew. Kipling used to spend every December with the Burne-Jones’ at their London home. Here is how he described the mummy episode some decades later: “He [Burne-Jones] descended in broad daylight with a tube of ‘Mummy Brown’ in his hand, saying that he had discovered it was made of dead Pharaohs and we must bury it accordingly. So we all went out and helped – according to the rites of Mizraim and Memphis, I hope – and to this day I could drive a spade within a foot of where that tube lies.”

    → 2:58 PM, Nov 27
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  • A photo of a pink rose
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