Wednesday Links (05/06/2020)

Here are this week’s timely links. I would recommend making sure you’re not feeling overwhelmed or overly depressed when reading the Politico article, because it will make you feel worse.

At the beginning, I did not support mask wearing because it didn’t protect people from getting sick – and we didn’t know that the virus could be spread by people without symptoms. In mid-March I read somewhere (maybe on twitter?) about how it’s not about protecting ourselves, it’s about protecting other people. I now believe we should all wear masks. This article does a good job of explaining why. If you only read one of these articles, read this one. 

While much of the hand-wringing for the past month of more has been forward-looking — how coronavirus will change life at some point in the future — Hasen says the coronavirus is already changing American democracy, and that unless we adapt swiftly we’re headed for a world of pain in November.

Like I said – you need to be in a good place (if at all possible) before reading this article because it will make you deeply unhappy.

Now, something a bit lighter. I found this article over the weekend, but NPR beat me to the punch this morning. You can listen to their story here.

And now, a very good (and long) read from the before times:

  • In Deep (The New Yorker – 4/2014)
    • The dark and dangerous world of extreme cavers.

Deep caving has no end. Every depth record is provisional, every barrier a false conclusion. Every cave system is a jigsaw puzzle, groped at blindly in the dark. A mountain climber can at least pretend to some mastery over the planet. But cavers know better. When they’re done, no windy overlook awaits them, no sea of salmon-tinted clouds. Just a blank wall or an impassable sump and the knowledge that there are tunnels upon tunnels beyond it. The earth goes on without them. “People often misunderstand,” Short told me. “All you find is cave. There is nothing else down there.”

This story is excellent and a nice way to spend some time reading. 

Your moment of calm:

Shedd Aquarium

Shedd Aquarium (c) Pete

The Wednesday Four (6/22/16)

Happy Cleveland Cavaliers Championship Parade Day! I wish I was in Cleveland. Onto the links.

nba-eastern

2016 NBA Champions (c) Cavs

The Wednesday Four (09/02/15)

The first article in this week’s post is very relevant, considering how much news we get from Facebook. As an aside, I get most of my news in my inbox (newsletters) and via twitter, less so from Facebook, but still some.

LOVE

LOVE (photo (c) abon)

The Wednesday Four (08/26/15)

After nearly a month long hiatus, the Wednesday Four are back! Let’s get to it.

bad weather on the Serengeti plains

 bad weather on the Serengeti plains (photo (c) Anna)

The Wednesday Four (06/17/15)

A wide range of things, not all of them good. Also, if you don’t read anything else about GamerGate, you should read the fourth link.

  • Moving to Mars Preparing for the longest, loneliest voyage ever. (New Yorker)
  • Game of Fear What if a stalker had an army? Zoe Quinn’s ex-boyfriend was obsessed with destroying her reputation—and thousands of online strangers were eager to help. (Boston Magazine)

Do you think in emoji? I certainly don’t. Though I don’t use them, except for hearts, some smiles and occasionally animals when I’m feeling annoying. I use stickers on Line and Facebook Messenger a lot more often (and I enjoy them more, to be honest) than I’ve ever used emojis. I have, on occasion, wished that the stickers were available in my texts.

The Wednesday Four (06/10/15)

Thanks to my mom for the third link!

Starting with this post, I’ve decided to include a photo with these links posts, just because I think it’s awesome? Also, Happy Anniversary to my parents!

Odd little tulips

Odd little tulips by Phyllis Buchanan, on Flickr

The Wednesday Four: (06/03/15)

What a strange mix of links today.

Of those 100 books, I’ve read four: Eleanor & Park, Daughter of Smoke & Bone, Before I Fall and Station Eleven. Of those, I would only recommend two of them. Before I Fall was an enjoyable fantasy-esque novel about a girl who only has one day to live. Station Eleven is a truly excellent piece of dystopian fiction set in the Northern Lower Peninsula of Michigan, Hollywood and Toronto. I cannot recommend Station Eleven enough. Go read that one.

I don’t remember why I don’t like Daughter of Smoke & Bone, except that I didn’t find it interesting in the least and wasn’t fond of the main character. I did like Eleanor & Park, though I didn’t love it (I also didn’t like Rowell’s other YA offering, Fangirl). But a friend of mine sent me a link (I’ve long since lost it) that explained why E&P is a terrible novel and the more I think about the book, the more I agree. Though I can’t find the original link, here are some other reviews that sum up why I no longer like nor can recommend E&P.

As for the rest of the list? I can think of plenty of YA, Science Fiction and Fantasy titles that should be on that list that aren’t. I don’t really understand why there are so few of them, but there are some popular (to library patrons, at least) titles on the list. It’s worth checking out, even if I think they give short shrift to YA, SF&F books.

The Wednesday Four (05/27/15)

Today’s links deal with issues of death, chemistry and awesomeness. Who  knew?

Elements with the greatest supply risk. Red is high, blue is low.

Elements with the greatest supply risk. Red is high, blue is low.

The Wednesday Four (05/20/15)

Tumblr, Sheep and other things in life and the internet.

I can’t believe I wasn’t following that shepherd on twitter! I’m a huge fan of sheep, as many of you who know me personally already know. I’m totally following him now, though.

The Wednesday Four (05/13/15)

These links are depressing in a variety of ways, except for that first one.

I just want to state, for the record, that I had no idea that the Brontosaurus had stopped existing, as it were, for so long. I thought it, like Pluto losing it’s planet status, was a relatively new thing. Surprise! Who knew? Not me.

Hey Brontosaurus by Roger Jones

Hey Brontosaurus by Roger Jones