Part 1
I’m in the middle of a dozen small tasks when the phone rings: explaining to W why he needs to leave spaces between words, timing M’s next trip to the potty, sorting the laundry, performing triage on my inbox. I check the caller ID: it is T. So he’s not dead. That’s good.


Ezra Klein on the Kindle:
And the answer to that big question is here.
For those of you who have missed history since it ended back in 1992 , you'll be happy to know that it's back. Robert Kagan, one of the intellectual lights who helped lead the U.S. into Iraq, has a new book forthcoming: The Return of History and the End of Dreams. I'm glad that History is back, but I will miss the dreams.
Printculture readers who enjoy making themselves unhappy will enjoy, I believe, the comments responding to Stanley Fish's latest column, a review of a book on the effect of French theory (which I have called “Freedom” theory since 2003) on the American academy. Fish's own piece strikes me as, in general, not bad.
Via Newscoma, this fabulous image, apparently taken in Los Angeles. (Click image to enlarge, then look at the cat.)
Check out this short documentary on the political and economic influence of Rev. Moon (of Moonies fame).
Has anyone else noticed a recent increase in spam that claims to magnify not only the intensity of male orgasms, but the quantity of ejaculate?
I don't see the margin in it...
One of the reasons worth keeping with Andrew Sullivan's blog is that he has great links to interesting stuff (for instance the science fair photos I wrote about Monday). Today it's this mind-blowing video of a phone that reads brain signals and translates them into speech. Holy shit.
Very interesting piece by James Harkin in The Financial Times about how the field of idea production has shifted from Europe to the United States.
Here's a paragraph:
Read the rest here; and please, my fellow Printculture authors, feel free to blog about this...
This lovely video, involving the production of a living work of art in NY's Grand Central Station, is a reminder of the possibilities and pleasures of the aesthetic, and perhaps, for those who have been reading Hardt and Negri, an example of the kind of immaterial production of the common whose labor-form has become, they argue, hegemonic today.