asymmetry

Virginia Postrel observes:

So here’s the question: What happens when we find ourselves facing militant reactionaries who, for purely pragmatic reasons, are willing to use adaptable, decentralized organization and technologies against us? Unlike our Cold War adversaries, the militants who want to build an unchanging Islamicist world have no ideological dedication to central planning and control. They’re nimble, they’re transnational, they’re adaptable, they’re quick. And our defenses depend in large part on hypertrophied technocratic institutions — sluggish, highly bureaucratic, and driven as much by poltics as pragmatism. If we can’t respond by playing to our dynamist strengths, rather than our technocratic weaknesses, we’re doomed.

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signs

If this were in Mad, it would be called Crop Circles We’d Like To See.

“Soap on a Rope” recently marked its thousandth strip. You could do worse than to read it from the beginning.

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and a pony

Just think: after tomorrow we may never hear that hideous pleonasm “one year anniversary” ever again.

I can dream, can’t I?

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This Old Palace

Much to my (and her) amusement, my housemate is hooked on a reality show: Country House [link updated 2006] follows Lord & Lady Tavistock (the future Duke & Duchess of Bedford) and their staff as they manage the Woburn Estate.

In a recent episode, after Lord T’s heart surgery, Lady T said: “Your new diet starts tomorrow. Have you decided on a final indulgence? . . . Are you thinking what I think you’re thinking?” “It’s only a short drive.” “Last time?” “Last time.”

So Lady Tavistock went to McDonald’s to fetch a hamburger and a shake. His lordship was in heaven.

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hard stars

Vladimir Bulatov has made some awesome stellated polyhedra in wood.

When I showed the small stellated dodecahedron to my housemate, she asked, “Did you make that in PoV-Ray?”

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“No Sugar”

Greg Egan eloquently denounces pointless cruelty toward refugees.

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a little Latin and less Greek

Today I started a course in medical terminology (aiming to make myself more marketable). I have to restrain myself from speaking up too often, as I know more Greek and Latin (and which is which) than the teacher does. Evidently it is thought undesirable to burden the students with such notions as a distinction between nouns, adjectives and verbs.

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