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Wednesday, 2009 December 2, 10:59 — arts, history

Circe the siren?

Patrick Henry said in 1775:

It is natural to man to indulge in the illusions of hope. We are apt to shut our eyes against a painful truth, and listen to the song of that siren, till she transforms us into beasts.

Was he aware that he conflated two episodes of the Odyssey?

Saturday, 2009 November 28, 16:36 — geography, politics

d(granfalloon)


Looking east from 49°00′08″ N by 122°28′30″ W. After taking the shot, I circumambulated the obelisk, widdershins.

I don’t know which emperor made this primitive earthwork defense against the other.

Sunday, 2009 November 8, 17:42 — California, language

whats your excu’se?

Does Spanish normally use apostrophes at all?

Wednesday, 2009 July 29, 11:08 — California, psychology, race

a guilt-trip down memory lane

When I lived in Oakland, I was twice approached after sunset by a panhandler who announced, “I’m black but I’m not a mugger!” Both times I flinched and, of course, felt guilty.

It now occurs to me belatedly that, if young adult males are the most violent subset of naked apes, it’s not irrational to be wary of a solitary nocturnal specimen, regardless of his albedo.

So he had a cute racket.

Wednesday, 2009 July 22, 20:44 — cinema, language

more meaningless zeros

A quirk in DVD subtitles: a phrase like “ten minutes before seven” is consistently rendered as 10 minutes before 7:00. Why not go all the way and make it 6:50?

I am amused to find that

1:00 2:00 3:00 4:00 5:00 6:00 7:00 8:00 9:00 10:00 11:00 12:00

takes exactly as many characters as

one two three four five six seven eight nine ten eleven twelve

Sunday, 2009 July 19, 18:35 — language, me!me!me!, psychology

mind tools

Someone recently told me that it’s easier to memorize a sequence, such as a text, from the end: when you recite it you’re moving toward familiar ground. Friday I gave this trick a modest test, when I had to copy a 15-digit number from one place to another. It works.

Saturday I was having a snack in a public place and heard a mother and daughter at the next table speaking French. When the little one looked my way I made chit-chat in French, well enough that the mother asked whether I speak French routinely! In fact this was about my third French conversation in a year (and by far the longest).

Wednesday, 2009 May 13, 09:18 — language, spam

spam dialect

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