May 21 2009
Be still, my beating heart…
Technology of The Terminator Cyborg
May 13 2009
I don’t always like being the one last to a thread, but I’m mostly glad that I had never heard of Sasha Grey before Steven Soderbergh chose her for the lead in his new film, The Girlfriend Experience. I guess since Godard is the trendy name, it’s the one they drop. But aren’t curious, you [...]
Apr 15 2009
I am by no means a Creationist, especially as a “scientific” theory to rival Evolution. I’m also not so ignorant as to believe religion—it tenets, concepts, theology, or beliefs—has no purpose in a civilized society. And though the two aren’t mutually exclusive, religion isn’t Creationism. Confusing the two is the zealotry of Scientism, stating that [...]
Apr 13 2009
Which begs the question: what do models read? I had this idea about two years ago to run book advertisements like any other high-end merchandise ad you’d find in glossy magazine spreads—a sexy model in an exotic or unusual location holding a book, reading a book, sunning languorously near a book on the deck of [...]
Mar 05 2009
These stories have been clogging my feedreader for I don’t know how long, and now that I have a moment late this morning, I thought I’d drop ‘em all in a single post. As tempted as you might be to respond directly to the New Yorker or to wherever these posts come from, why don’t [...]
Mar 01 2009
I found a book at Half Priced on Friday, Biopoetics, a collection of essays about the influence over the past fifteen years of evolution theory in art and literature. It’s interesting that with the influence evolution has had on our understanding of the world, that there’s never been an equivalent study in humanities. We are [...]
Feb 13 2009
I hate to say I told you so…but, I told you so. On the rare occasion I can find someone who’ll not only listen to my ranting but take it seriously, I’ll usually get some kind of “pshaw!” rather than any feedback. For what it’s worth—and it’s not worth much—another one of my hair-brain theories [...]
Jan 31 2009
I’ve always thought of the last half of the 20th century as belonging to Mailer, Roth, and Updike—not only for their creative faculties, but for the temperament and quantity of their output. Mailer became obsessed with the behemoth novel, trolling the backwaters of conspiracy for the great American novel he finally admitted was beyond his [...]