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3rd May 2016

rfmcdpei @ 11:55pm: [DM] "On speculating about the effects of German labour market restrictions in 2004"
I engage in alternate historical speculation at Demography Matters. What if Germany had not restricted its labour market to migrants from the new European Union member-states in 2004? What would Germany look like? Would we be having a Brexit referendum in the United Kingdom?
james_nicoll @ 10:55pm: 15 minutes after being retweeted by Scalzi

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james_nicoll @ 8:44pm: a mystery
One of the cats keeps opening a kitchen drawer, retrieving a chopstick and depositing it in bed.

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grrm @ 6:34pm: Awards, Awards
The Hugo Awards may be the best-known and most prestigious awards for science fiction and fantasy, but they're not the only ones. With the controversies about this year's ballot raging on every side, we risk losing sight of the some other awards.

Such as the Locus Awards. Locus just announced the shortlist for those, which you can find here:

I'm delighted to see that OLD VENUS is one of the finalists in Best Anthology, and that one of the stories therein, Elizabeth Bear's "The Heart's Filthy Lesson," is a nominee in Best Novelette. Congratulations, Elizabeth! Oh, and Gardner Dozois was nominated as Best Editor. Congratulations, Gargy. Congratulations, Venus. Congratulations, me!

(OLD VENUS and OLD MARS both done very well, both critically and commercially. That's very gratifying. If I ever find some spare time, Gardner and I need to do some more of those. OLD URANUS, anyone?)

The Locus Awards winners will be announced in Seattle, June 24 to 26.

Well before that, we will learn the winner of this year's Nebula Awards. The Nebula Banquet is going to be in Chicago next weekend, May 14. My friend John Hodgman will be the master of ceremonies. You can still get a ticket, I think. Check it out:

Oh, and I've also been informed that the Spanish language edition of THE WORLD OF ICE & FIRE, the massive "fake history" book I did with Elio Garcia and Linda Antonnson, has been nominated for the Ignotus Award, one of the biggest SF/ awards prizes in Spain.

The full list of nominees is here:

Win or lose, as always, it is an honor just to be nominated.
Current Mood: pleased
rfmcdpei @ 7:52pm: [URBAN NOTE] "Jim Jacobs on the exhibit about his mom, the activist-author Jane Jacobs"
The Globe and Mail's Brad Wheeler has a nice interview with the son of Jane Jacobs relating to the ongoing Jane at Home exhibit at the Urbanspace Gallery. Fascinating (and yes, I will be going!).

Jane Jacobs, the American-Canadian activist and author (of 1961’s influential The Death and Life of Great American Cities and more), is the subject of Jane at Home, an exhibit of photographs and personal items that cover her life from a Pennsylvania childhood to her days in New York to her decades-long life in Toronto. We spoke to her son, Jim Jacobs, the exhibition’s co-curator.

People will have different ideas of who and what Jane Jacobs was. But how would you, as her son, describe her?

She was an observer. She observed what was going on in her house, and what was going on outside, in the world.

You live in the Annex, on Albany Avenue, the same street where Jane lived from 1970 to her death in 2006, is that right?

Yes. My wife and I had bought a house a half a block away from the house at 69 Albany Ave. We could luxuriate in a bigger space. But basically I was living at home my whole life. You can build up quite a few memories in 60 years.

Could you share one of those memories?

Sure, I’ll give you an anecdote. When we arrived from New York in 1968, before we lived at the house on 69 Albany, we rented a flat on Spadina Avenue. Soon after we had moved in, Marshall McLuhan came by. He looked around and asked, “Who cleans this place?” Jane looked at him and said, “Nobody.” So he and his wife had a cleaner, an Italian woman, and they sent her over. She spoke almost no English. She walked into the place and shook her head and said “too dirty,” and off she went. Eventually, very reluctantly, she returned. Our families became close, and she visited Jane once a week, until Jane died.
james_nicoll @ 7:53pm: I live in a world
where the Toronto Star's go-to analogy for the Globe and Mail's foremost plagiarist Margaret Wente is Joffrey Baratheon.

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rfmcdpei @ 7:51pm: [URBAN NOTE] "Rob Ford’s nephew says he or Doug Ford will seek Ward 2 seat"
Of course he will. From the Toronto Star's David Rider:

Mayor John Tory strongly favours a by-election to replace Rob Ford as councillor for Ward 2, Etobicoke North, rather than council appointing a replacement.

“I think that’s the appropriate way to fill this seat, given that we’re less than halfway through this term of city council,” Tory told reporters Thursday.

Ford died March 22, 18 months after being diagnosed with pleomorphic liposarcoma, a rare and aggressive cancer.

At its meeting that starts next Tuesday, city council will vote on how to fill the vacancy.

[. . .]

Ford’s nephew, Michael Ford, a Toronto District School Board trustee, told the Star that either he or his uncle Doug Ford, who served as Ward 2 councillor while his brother was mayor, will seek to represent the ward until the October 2018 election, whether it is filled by appointment or by-election.
rfmcdpei @ 7:48pm: [URBAN NOTE] "The Toronto Settler Who Failed to Build a Hemp Empire"
In Torontoist's regular Historicist feature, Ross Fair describes early Upper Canadian settler William Bond, a man whose bid to build a fortune based on hemp failed.

William Bond was a Queen’s Ranger, one of the early residents of the Town of York, and among the first settlers granted lands along Yonge Street. Bond Lake in today’s Richmond Hill was on that property. Bond also owned York’s first tree nursery, located at Ontario and Duchess (now Richmond) Streets, and, among other minor roles, he served as York’s Town Clerk in 1803. Three years later, he would travel to England on behalf of a newly established organization at York, win accolades from the top echelons of England’s scientific community, and meet with influential gentlemen and powerful imperial officials that few residents of York—or colonials anywhere across the British Empire—would ever dream of meeting. After having spent more time and money in England than he had planned, Bond returned to York in 1809, only to find any rewards from his work in London become lost in a cloud of scandal, not of his making, leaving him ultimately disillusioned and utterly disappointed.

What took Bond to England in 1806 was the matter of hemp cultivation and the promise of a lucrative position administering Upper Canadian plans to grow this crop. By that time, the provincial government, centred at York, was five years into a program supported by imperial officials in London that aimed to encourage farmers to grow as much of the crop as possible.

At the turn of the nineteenth century, Britain entered its seventh year of war with France, meaning a continued need for hemp for the Royal Navy to make cordage to rig its fleets. For centuries, Britain had depended on supplies of hemp and timber imported from Russia via ports on the Baltic Sea, and, by the mid-1700s, experts in England warned of the security threat posed by this dependence. In 1800, such fears were realized. Russia, an ally of France, persuaded Sweden to block British trade at Baltic ports, effective December 16, 1800. Although this lasted only a few months, Britain was caught fighting a war without access to the material required to construct and repair its navy. As a response to this crisis, it turned to its North American colonies and issued emergency instructions that administrators there should encourage farmers to grow hemp, with the aim of producing a secure source of this naval supply critical for defence of empire. In their haste to enlist Upper Canada’s help, British officials gave little thought to how the young frontier province could produce large quantities of quality hemp at a price competitive to Russian supplies in a short period of time. Nevertheless, hemp presented the promise of a significant financial windfall to farmers, merchants, and colonial administrators in a struggling colony like Upper Canada.
rfmcdpei @ 7:46pm: [URBAN NOTE] "Five Things You Need to Know about the Bloor Bike Lanes"
At Torontoist, Jacob Lorinc blogs about the apparently controversial Bloor Street West bike lanes.

There’s a development in the seemingly endless battle for bike lanes on Bloor Street, and it comes in the form of a City Council vote next month. If approved, temporary bike lanes will dawn the Annex-Bloor region, running between Shaw Street and Avenue Road this summer.

The project, however, is no more than a pilot—as mayor John Tory has strongly emphasized as a condition of his support—and is aimed at evaluating the impacts of cycling infrastructure along the downtown thoroughfare. As such, the pilot project is subject to removal if the lanes are deemed detrimental to the flow of traffic.

[. . .]

1. The pilot project does not have the committee’s approval.

Members of the Public Works and Infrastructure Committee met on April 25 to vote on the proposed pilot project. The project was supported by Councillor Anthony Perruzza (Ward 8, York West) and Councillor Mary-Margaret McMahon (Ward 32, Beaches-East York), but rejected by commiteee chair Jaye Robinson (Ward 25, Don Valley West) and Councillor Stephen Holyday (Ward 3, Etobicoke Centre). Due to the split decision, the proposal will head to Council without the approval of the committee.

2. The pilot project does, however, have the approval of others.

Despite the stalemate, some of the city’s loudest proponents of the issue lie outside of the committee. Councillors Mike Layton (Ward 19, Trinity-Spadina) and Joe Cressy (Ward 20, Trinity-Spadina), whose wards fall within large stretches of the proposed pilot, have previously joined forces to promote the bike lanes, and recently hosted a public rally prior to the committee vote. Mayor John Tory has also given his support for the pilot project—“pilot project, underlined twice, it’s a pilot project,” he emphasizes—so long as the project is studied “carefully from every single standpoint.” Beyond the legislators, 96 per cent of cyclists and 85 per cent of pedestrians have voiced support for the bike lanes, while 46 per cent of motorists think the project is a good idea.
sartorias @ 4:40pm: Home Truths
Originally posted by dancinghorse at Home Truths
I'm continuing the editing and Horse Camp sale, and the Patreon page for new fiction is ongoing--many thanks to those who have joined the adventure so far.

Those who know me well know that when I break down and offer a sale, it's because I've run out of options. The past few years have been increasingly difficult, and last year was brutal. This year has been, emotionally, much less awful--and I have my writing mojo back. But in all other ways it's been worse than any year before it.

Right now I do not know how I'm going to feed the horses for the rest of the month. I have managed to scrape out enough to pay for the last load of hay (if that late check finally gets here), but once it's eaten, which it will be in about ten days, I don't know what I'm going to do. The farm will be gone by midsummer unless I find a steady source of sufficient income. I've been hustling like a hustling thing but so far with minimal results.

The market does not want either me or the horses. The horses are all old and therefore retired and unsalable, or else would require thousands of dollars' worth of training and show fees to have any sale value. No one can take them. The market is saturated with unwanted horses and the rescues are overloaded. I am over 60, hearing impaired (ergo, unable to use the phone), and with chronic fatigue syndrome which makes office or minimum-wage work difficult to impossible. And minimum wage would not support the animals, let alone me. All my income streams from backlist books, editing, writing, etc. have shrunk to a trickle or dried up. No one has booked a Camp in over a year.

I have had a few small things come through, but as with everything else, they've fallen short or failed to produce. I continue to push, and with the fiction writing regaining its old fluidity, I may manage to make something happen there. I've been urged to try an Indiegogo for a short novel, and I am closing in on that. (Indiegogo, unlike Kickstarter, offers an option that pays even if the goal is not met. The goal would be enough to cover mortgage, horses, and utilities for a month.) Since for the first time in my life I'm able to write more than one project at a time, that means I can continue to meet my obligation to backers of last November's Kickstarter for a science-fiction novel, and also write the novella (and short stories, too).

A friend suggested that I offer sponsorships for the horses. I feel weird about that, but they need to eat. What I would give in return is a little writeup about the horse being sponsored, with a digital album of pictures and a monthly update. And short fiction as it happens, if you are a reader with an interest.

Here's what the monthly "full ride" would be:

$200 Feeds and waters one horse for a month

$300 Feeds and waters the horse and contributes toward the farm (portion of mortgage and utilities)

$750 buys one load of hay, which lasts a little over three weeks

$100 buys a week's worth of grain and supplements

Email me at capriole at gmail dot com for details. Partial sponsorships are most welcome.

I welcome referrals for editing clients, bookings for horse camp, and writing gigs of various sorts including game dialogue and scripts. I do story commissions, too. Email for rates and details.

If you've read my books, there's one thing you can do that won't cost you anything: Post an honest review online, especially at Amazon. The more reviews a book gets, the likelier it is to trigger the algorithm that gets the book on recommendation and "If you liked this" lists, which means more chance of improving sales. Mentioning the books at conferences, recommending a favorite to friends, blogging about it--all these things help. I can tell when people are talking about my work; I see the spike in sales. And that's more feed money and bill money and money to pay the mortgage.

Please feel free to link and signal-boost at will. Last week's signal went everywhere and I was tremendously grateful, but the response has been in line with the rest of this year's efforts. I can only keep trying. And keep writing. And keep putting it out there.
nihilistic_kid @ 4:30pm: HANZAI JAPAN is a Locus Award finalist
Pleased that Hanzai Japan is a finalist for the Locus Award in the Best Anthology category.

Check it out, and congrats to all the nominees!
grrm @ 8:59pm: Jean Cocteau Cinema Presents Stephen Graham Jones #GRRminion

Is it another post from Ogre Jenni instead of the famous George R.R. Martin? Why, yes! Yes, it is! I’m here to tell you about an exciting author event coming up at the Jean Cocteau Cinema in Santa Fe.

Jean Cocteau Cinema has the honor of hosting an interview, reading, Q&A, and book signing with Stephen Graham Jones on May 7th. One of our favorite journalists in Santa Fe, Lorene Mills, will interview Jones and moderate the audience Q&A. Jones will read excerpts from his latest novel (and lycanthropic masterpiece), Mongrels, which is described by author Benjamin Percy as existing “somewhere in the borderlands of literary and genre fiction, full of horror and humor and heart…” Lorene Mills says, "This book is a great read, as are his other unique and dazzling books."

Tickets are available here!


He was born an outsider, like the rest of his family. Poor yet resilient, he lives in the shadows with his aunt Libby and uncle Darren, folk who stubbornly make their way in a society that does not understand or want them. They are mongrels, mixedblood, neither this nor that. The boy at the center of Mongrels must decide if he belongs on the road with his aunt and uncle, or if he fits with the people on the other side of the tracks.

For ten years, he and his family have lived a life of late-night exits and narrow escapes—always on the move across the South to stay one step ahead of the law. But the time is drawing near when Darren and Libby will finally know if their nephew is like them or not. And the close calls they’ve been running from for so long are catching up fast now. Everything is about to change.

A compelling and fascinating journey, Mongrels alternates between past and present to create an unforgettable portrait of a boy trying to understand his family and his place in a complex and unforgiving world. A smart and innovative story— funny, bloody, raw, and real—told in a rhythmic voice full of heart, Mongrels is a deeply moving, sometimes grisly, novel that illuminates the challenges and tender joys of a life beyond the ordinary in a bold and imaginative new way.

“With lupine tongue tucked well into cheek, Mongrels is at once an adolescent romp through the tangled woods of family history and a rich compendium of werewolf lore, old and new. Stephen Graham Jones gifts us with fun characters, imaginative set pieces, and an immersive tour of the flat-broke American South that spares no plastic orchid or cable-spool coffee table.” — Christopher Buehlman, author of The Lesser Dead.


Stephen Graham Jones is the author of fifteen novels and six story collections. He has received numerous awards including the NEA Fellowship in Fiction, the Texas Institute of Letters Jesse Jones Award for Fiction, the Independent Publishers Award for Multicultural Fiction, the This is Horror Award, as well as making Bloody Disgusting’s Top Ten Novels of the Year. Stephen was raised in West Texas. He now lives in Boulder, Colorado with his wife and children. He is a Blackfoot Native American, and he has been invited to speak at The Library of Congress Poetry and Literature Center for their “Spotlight on Native Writers.”

See you at the Cocteau!


coyotegoth @ 2:21pm: It's "Charlie *don't* surf," damnit!
I'm reading the original 1969 John Milius script for Apocalypse Now; I'm weirdly disappointed to read the line, "Charlie doesn't surf."
rfmcdpei @ 4:43pm: [URBAN NOTE] Two links on the Ontario Food Terminal and the problems of the Tibetans who work there
The Ontario Food Terminal, Toronto's main produce distribution centre, was the subject of two articles coming up on my Feedly RSS feed recently.

The first, Torontoist's "How the Ontario Food Terminal Works", written by Conrad Smyth with photos by Robert Ewart, takes a look at the bargaining that goes on here as buyers contend with sellers.

The OFT runs two distinct operations: a farmers’ market, where exclusively local growers hock their produce, and a warehouse market offering imported fruits and vegetables from around the world. Only legally registered businesses can buy and must pay a nominal fee for use of the facility. Sellers are charged rent by the OFT, with famers’ market access wide open and available by the day, and warehouse market tenants locked into long-term leases currently holding a robust zero per cent vacancy rate.

Prices at the OFT are informally set to a daily price list made available by the U.S. Department of Agriculture; they fluctuate based on customer demand and vendor supply, with factors as seemingly innocuous as a Loblaws’ flyer promotion depleting inventory levels and pushing up the going wholesale rate. Each vendor issues a single weekly invoice for all purchasing activity, with payment due to the OFT. Once received, the money is doled out accordingly, allowing sales floor deals to be struck in quick succession without concern for the cumbersome exchange of physical cash.

[Bondi Produce]does the bulk of its business with grocery stores and restaurants—the former favouring a sharp cost and commanding a lower per-case purchasing price in exchange for a much higher sales volume, and the latter emphasizing quality and paying a higher per-case price due to the comparatively small size of their orders. Exact numbers are kept close to the chest, though gross margins tends to blend out at about 15 per cent, depending on what is being bought and sold—a $17 purchase is resold for $20, generating $3 of gross profit, and putting the volume necessary to run a financially sustainable business into mind-boggling focus.

The second, NOW Toronto's "Tibetan immigrants fight for fair wages and dignity at the Ontario Food Terminal", written by Gelek Badheytsang, takes a look at an ongoing labour dispute. Apparently many of the workers at the Ontario Food Terminal are of Tibetan background, residents of the heavily Tibetan neighbourhood of Parkdale just east of the Terminal on the Queensway. Apparently working conditions--something touched on obliquely by Smyth's article--are not the best.

Stop and consider the salad in your sandwich, the berry in your smoothie or the saag in your paneer. If you didn’t grow that piece of leafy green yourself, or buy it directly from a farmer at your local farmer’s market, chances are it would’ve been handled by a line of workers employed at the Ontario Food Terminal.

Until recently, Thupten Nyendak could’ve been one of them. He worked full-time for Fresh Taste Produce, one of the distribution companies (called “warehouse tenants”) at the Ontario Food Terminal. Since April 21, Nyendak and 13 of his colleagues have been on strike, protesting low wages, lack of job benefits and workplace harassment. They have been bargaining for a first contract since November.

[. . .]

Before they joined the Teamsters back in October, Nyendak says Fresh Taste workers who complained about being shortchanged on hours worked or requested a pay raise would be told by management "to walk. There are many other Tibetans like you outside, they’d tell us," says Nyendak.

Because he was one of the more vocal employees, Nyendak says he tolerated less of this kind of treatment, letting management know whenever they crossed the line. His confident personality is one of the reasons his colleagues appointed him union steward.

Then there is Zaheed Shamshadeen. Originally from Guyana, he is one of the three non-Tibetans among striking workers at Fresh Taste. He has been an employee at Fresh Taste for 18 years, starting at $12 an hour. He has been earning $14.50 an hour for the last eight years.

“They treat me like shit,” says Shamshadeen, who is reluctant to speak at first. Nyendak encourages him. “Zaheed, tell them how they bully you.”

“They call me names,” Shamshadeen says. He looks downcast.
truepenny @ 3:03pm: UBC: Maclean, The Esperanza Fire
The Esperanza Fire: Arson, Murder, and the Agony of Engine 57The Esperanza Fire: Arson, Murder, and the Agony of Engine 57 by John N. Maclean

My rating: 5 of 5 stars

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james_nicoll @ 3:53pm: Guess what I am a juror for?

The SLF offers two new diversity-centered grants: Diverse Writers and Diverse Worlds, both intended to foster the creation of speculative fiction work rich in diversity.

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pennski @ 8:41pm: Full of cold
...and I wanted to do so much this week.

We had a lovely Bank holiday weekend which included a 2-year-old's birthday party - I got to go on the bouncy castle - a trip to Hurstbourne Priors village fair where I got to hold a 2-day old lamb and a game of Pandemic with Chris with a mug of thick hot chocolate on the side.
But my throat was getting scratchy and my voice raspy and I woke up today with a definite cold.

I really wanted to make it into the office because there were a couple of organisational things I wanted to sort out face-to-face. So I went in and did that and by 10.30 I was flagging so much that I spoke to my boss and we agreed I should go home (he'd already suggested it a couple of times by then). So I came home and went to bed and slept through the afternoon.

Soon I will be going back to bed with my book and a hot toddy.

This means at best, I will be working from home tomorrow. I have a conf call 5 - 6pm which I really need to attend.
I missed rehearsal tonight.
I will miss Craig H's leaving do tomorrow night.
I will aim to be a silent attendee at rehearsal on Thursday.

The show is next week!! And so many people are coming - I must be better in time for opening night!
jimhines @ 3:40pm: Anyone in the Southfield Area?

I’ll be at the Southfield (Michigan) Public Library tomorrow, May 4, at 6:30. I’ll be reading something still-to-be-decided, talking a bit about writing and my own process, answering questions, and then selling and signing some books.

All I know for certain is that I need to remember to wear one of my Star Wars shirts…

Mirrored from Jim C. Hines.

natalief @ 8:05pm: My tweets
  • Tue, 19:02: @YodelOnline Your USELESS delivery driver has just, at 1900, delivered my new microwave. I'm disabled but he refused to carry it up to the …
  • Tue, 19:04: @YodelOnline … kitchen for me despite the guy I placed the order with in Tesco assuring me that he would. a) Why so late? …
  • Tue, 19:06: @YodelOnline … b) how unhelpful? So now I still cannot cook or reheat my food. What use is a microwave down by my front door in a box? …
  • Tue, 19:07: @YodelOnline At least you and @Tesco have my money so I suppose that that is all that matters to you. (part 4 of 4)
  • Tue, 19:11: RT @mssocietyuk: What did we learn at the 2016 American Academy of Neurologists (AAN) conference? Read: https://t.…
  • Tue, 19:46: @RSPCA_official What is the best way to anonymously report a neighbour mistreating a dog and causing a nuisance when can't use phone?
nwhyte @ 9:04pm: Which of these "100 Must-Read Science Fiction and Fantasy Books By Female Authors" have you read?
Another list (this time from here), another poll.

If you don't have a Livejurnal account, I believe that you can sign in with Twitter, Facebook or Google accounts to tick the boxes.

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ffutures @ 8:02pm: eBay again
Just listed the Signa lens with a starting price of £1.99 + P&P, we'll see what happens. Also have a lot of Apple gear and a 135mm lens ending today, and lots more over the next week or so. Fingers crossed for profits!
rfmcdpei @ 1:58pm: [NEWS] Some Tuesday links

  • Bloomberg View notes the strong case against Brexit and looks at how austerity will complicate the vote.

  • CBC notes the impact of Expo 86 on the architecture of Vancouver.

  • Discovery notes that the universe is likely filled with extinct civilizations.

  • The Inter Press Service reports on the African-Caribbean-Pacific group summit in Papua New Guinea.

  • MacLean's examines the fall of the Parti Québécois' Peladeau.

  • National Geographic reports on how ocean acidification is killing reefs off Florida.

  • Reuters notes how democracy is complicating Kuwait's economic reforms.

  • The Toronto Star looks at the link between air rage and class divisions.

  • Universe Today describes the TRAPPIST-1 system.

  • The Washington Post notes how race is complicating the housing recovery in the United States.

  • Wired suggests that TTIP may end the European Union's hard lines on privacy and the environment.

nwhyte @ 8:00pm: 30 Days of Shakespeare: Day 14 - your favourite fight scene
It's a close run between this and the play I'm going to talk about tomorrow, but I think the end of Macbeth has it. It combines a strong dramatic closure to the violence of Macbeth's story with the punchline about Macduff. It's also the root of the Ngaio Marsh novel, Light Thickens, which I mentioned earlier.

Macbeth: Of all men else I have avoided thee:
But get thee back; my soul is too much charged
With blood of thine already.
Macduff: I have no words:
My voice is in my sword: thou bloodier villain
Than terms can give thee out!
[They fight]
Macbeth: Thou losest labour:
As easy mayst thou the intrenchant air
With thy keen sword impress as make me bleed:
Let fall thy blade on vulnerable crests;
I bear a charmed life, which must not yield,
To one of woman born.
Macduff: Despair thy charm;
And let the angel whom thou still hast served
Tell thee, Macduff was from his mother's womb
Untimely ripp'd.
Macbeth: Accursed be that tongue that tells me so,
For it hath cow'd my better part of man!
And be these juggling fiends no more believed,
That palter with us in a double sense;
That keep the word of promise to our ear,
And break it to our hope. I'll not fight with thee.
Macduff: Then yield thee, coward,
And live to be the show and gaze o' the time:
We'll have thee, as our rarer monsters are,
Painted on a pole, and underwrit,
'Here may you see the tyrant.'
Macbeth: I will not yield,
To kiss the ground before young Malcolm's feet,
And to be baited with the rabble's curse.
Though Birnam wood be come to Dunsinane,
And thou opposed, being of no woman born,
Yet I will try the last. Before my body
I throw my warlike shield. Lay on, Macduff,
And damn'd be him that first cries, 'Hold, enough!'
[Exeunt, fighting. Alarums]

Here's Patrick Stewart, being brutally killed by Michael Feast in a Stalinist version of eleventh-century Scotland. It's pretty graphic.

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browngirl @ 1:22pm: Healthier Snacks For Work: Ideas?
So, enough of my coworkers have commented that they cant won't eat my usual regimen of cookies, candy, etc that I thought I'd post looking for ideas.

My requirements are something probably savory, tasty, maybe crunchy, and able to keep for long periods at room temperature. Easily portioned/grabbable is good too. (No I am not bringing a tray of crudités to work.)
Current Mood: hopeful
andrewducker @ 6:21pm: Or did they? (Yes, they did)
He did NOT, in fact, "turn" the coffeepot off. All the controls are push-buttons.

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james_nicoll @ 1:00pm: One complaint
The census site did not seem to want to let me advance without me giving them a phone number. Not everyone has a phone number. I often don't, because I don't want people to phone me and I find not having a phone at all greatly facilitates that. Not filling out the census can get you a $500 fine or up to three months in prison (as can supplying false information). I see a possible implementation issue here.

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james_nicoll @ 12:37pm: AUGH
There are people who don't sort their money from smallest to largest denomination, all facing the same way? I don't know whether to cry or just scrub myself with steel wool and bleach.

(it got worse: I was thinking "in wallets" but apparently this is also true of tills and cash boxes. He's not on FB but if you ask Sean Hunt, I was able to give him almost instant balances for my cash box because I balanced it after each event and kept an index card on top listing how much of each denomination I had)

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nwhyte @ 6:30pm: JN-T: The Life and Scandalous Times of John Nathan-Turner, by Richard Marson
Second to fourth paragraphs of third chapter:
John [Nathan-Turner], never backward in coming forward, took advantage of tis to lobby [Bill] Slater about his aspirations to produce. "One day, during an annual interview," he recalled in his memoirs, "I restated my ambition yet again. 'Well, if you're serious, you'd better learn the PUM's job [Production Unit Manager] by doing it, then the script editor's job, then we'll talk again.'
'When do I start?'
'Tomorrow, as far as I'm concerned.'
There is no more controversial figure in the history of Doctor Who than John Nathan-Turner, the show's producer for the last 11 years years of its first run. And, apart from the man himself, there can surely be few better qualified to write about it than Richard Marson, who cut his teeth as a teenage correspondent for Doctor Who Magazine and then went into television production himself. On the strength of this I went out and bought Marson's biography of Verity Lambert.

It's a very good biography, portraying its central character warts and all, through his own interviews, interviews with others at the time, interviews with his co-workers and friends and lovers specially for the biography (Peter Davison comes across as a particularly thoughtful commentator on Nathan-Turner, Doctor Who and what was really going on), and the copious documentary evidence that is available from various sources. It's difficult to imagine anyone doing a better job (or indeed wanting to).

As in his own memoirs, JN-T comes across as a gifted but flawed character. He was addicted to spectacle and activity rather than plot, characterisation or reflection; without really trusting them sufficiently he relied too much on his script editors, the longest-serving of whom, Eric Saward, savagely and viciously turned on him. He was usually drunk by the afternoon and often bad-tempered (perhaps not unconnected). Some blame must attach to the BBC hierarchy, who could find nobody else to take on Doctor Who, and could find no other use for him, leaving both to slowly spiral into decline.

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Marson's forensic analysis of what actually happened during the Great Cancellation Crisis of 1986 is surely going to be the classic account; he recounts what happened in the last week of February 1985 almost hour by hour, JN-T stuck at a convention in America as the story raced out of control behind him. He also has a decently brief but clear account of the circumstances of Patrick Troughton's demise. And the story of JN-T's decline into ill health and early death (at 54, on 1 May 2002) is a very sad one of talent misdirected and eventually wasted.

Most of this book will only be really interesting to Who fans, because Doctor Who took up most of JN-T's career (he was hired by the BBC in 1968, and worked on Doctor Who almost continuously from 1977 until he was fired in 1990). But I think there are some wider lessons as well, about the shift of BBC internal culture leaving some people behind who were not ready for change, about the interactions between show-runners and fans, and about the ways in which creativity can be a curse to individual creators.
rfmcdpei @ 11:55am: [BLOG] Some Tuesday links

  • Dangerous Minds notes the food songs that gorillas apparently sing to themselves as they eat.

  • The Dragon's Gaze reports on the TRAPPIST-1 system, with three Earth-sized terrestrial planets orbiting a very faint star.

  • The Dragon's Tales notes a paper examining methane exchange in the Martian near-surface.

  • Joe. My. God. reports that Eurovision will be broadcasting live in the USA for the first time, on Logo.

  • Language Hat reports on the effects of Japanese company Rakuten's switch to English as a working language.

  • The LRB Blog and Marginal Revolution report on the claim of Australian Craig Wright to be Bitcoin inventor Satoshi Nakamoto.

  • The Map Room Blog reports on an exhibition of the map history of Texas.

  • Marginal Revolution reports on the economic dominance of vinyl sales and streaming music in the music industry.

  • Steve Munro notes the Ontario government's refusal to talk about how transit fares in Toronto will be set.

  • The Planetary Society Blog notes the discovery of the moon of dwarf planet Makemake.

  • Window on Eurasia notes the Russian response to the MH17 shootdown and reports on the firebombing of a pro-Donbas museum in St. Petersburg.

realthog @ 12:05pm: My tweets
greygirlbeast @ 11:42am: A Week of Rain
Currently, on the third day of May, it's 49˚F, a mere 17˚F above freezing.

My moods have always been in large part a matter of responses to external stimuli. So without, so within.

The rain and cold will be with us at least until Monday.

Aunt Beast
Current Mood: down
chris_gerrib @ 10:26am: Vendettas and Academia, or Knife-fighting with dull knives
In regards to the Rabid Puppy affair, one of my Facebook commentors mentioned that the whole dispute reminded him of the arguments among faculty in college departments. These disputes are noted for being long-running and bitter, fought over seeming trivia, but with all the zeal of a knife-fight. I said that the problem with academia is that the knives are too dull to cut. Herewith I expand that thought.

Vendettas, or what in America we call "feuds," tend to be long-running affairs. This is in part because many of the participants forget why the fight started. The Hatfield - McCoy feud started over a pig. The Puppies started over a campaign by Larry Correia to get him and his Hugos. But these original motives are either long forgotten or mythologized by the competitors. For example, because Larry declined a rigged nomination in SP3, he's a hero in Puppydom.

In real vendettas, there's an actual cost - people get killed. In most real-life disputes, there are real costs, from lost friendships, lost jobs and/or broken noses. Not so in Puppy-land or academia. Nobody will loose anything except a bit of dignity.

Also in real life, we tend to have conflict-resolution measures. The police can be called, or somebody's boss can put an end to fighting. The Hatfield - McCoy mess festered because law enforcement, especially across state lines, was too weak. Here, precisely because the stakes are so low, no conflict-resolution mechanism exists. So the war continues.
Current Mood: contemplative
james_nicoll @ 11:25am: I have filled out the census!
Take that, former Prime Minister Harper.

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theferrett @ 11:11am: Fuck Your Jealousy. Try Mine.

“You used to enjoy having sex with me,” someone says. “Now you’re seeing your new partner all the time, and we haven’t had sex in a month, and I really need a cuddle date. Can we schedule that?”

At which point CAPTAIN ANARCHY leaps out of the closet like a ninja referee to pass judgment on your relationship: “FOUL! FLAGRANT JEALOUSY! TWO POINTS, PLUS THE IMPLICATION THAT MAYBE YOU’RE NOT CUT OUT TO BE POLY!”

Then Captain Anarchy disappears, leaving behind a bunch of snide leaflets on why No True Relationship Feels Jealous.

But that’s not jealousy. That’s “You are no longer doing a thing that used to make me happy, and I would like to open negotiations as to whether I can get that happy experience back.”

You’re not asking because you’re resentful of this new love – you’re asking because you’re no longer getting all the things you require to be satisfied in a relationship. The new lover is the root cause in this instance, but you don’t have to be jealous of them any more than you have to be “jealous” of someone putting in too many hours volunteering for Burning Man or “jealous” of a 70-hour-a-week work schedule.

You do not have to personally loathe everything that’s getting in the way of getting your needs met to say, “Hey, would it be okay if we did this?”

And what Captain Anarchy is trying to do is this spectacularly toxic assholery that tries to shame people into silence for things that should be healthy to ask for.

Look. Relationship Anarchy is a valid approach. But what it does not mean is that you should be a quivering snail, never requesting anything of someone you’re dating, passively accepting whatever some douche of a date chooses to dole out to you.

Because communication is complex! Sometimes the people you’re dating don’t know that doing more of this thing would make you happy, and they’d be thrilled to do more of it! Sometimes your lovers get distracted, and are happy to be refocused!

Never opening up a discussion on What You Need is not a fucking strength. It is a weakness. It presumes your partners have a secret telepathy that tunes them into a full knowledge of what thrills you, and it passes on the toxic idea that actively requesting things that make you happy is somehow a downer to other people.

No. What’s a downer is getting too attached to the answer. It hurts getting an an honest response of “You know, I’m no longer into you sexually, maybe it’s time to move on” – but it saves time. It means you don’t spend months reserving emotional space for someone, hoping wanly that maaaaybe this NRE will wear off and they’ll get back to you. And it means maybe you get an answer of “I don’t want to pull back on this relationship right now, because this is the way I operate, but past history shows I’ll probably return to our old pattern after another month or two – at least until I find someone else.”

It’s fine for them to say that. It’s fine for you to say “yes” or “no” to that pattern. But none of that happens unless you’re willing to open up a discussion without some idiot drive-bying to say “JEALOUSY IS BAAAAADDDDDDD.”

Look. There is jealousy out there, in the sense of “They are taking you away from me and I deserve you.” And that is bad.

But there’s also, “I used to get this thing that made me excited about being in this relationship with you, and I no longer get that.” And in that case, bringing it up isn’t “jealousy” so much as it is saying “I’m with you because you provide certain experiences, and if those experiences are no longer going to be a part of what happens between us, I deserve to know what’s going on so I can make sane decisions as to whether to stay involved with you.”

And sometimes, those experiences are no longer provided to you because this person has decided to give them to another person. Sometimes that can be rectified by saying, “Hey, you know, I miss that.” Sometimes it can’t.

But generally, I find the people who are most enthusiastic about suppressing discussion of What Makes You Happy are trying to quash this discussion because they don’t care what makes you happy. They care about what makes them happy, and when you bring your tiresome ol’ self into the discussion then you’re bringing them down, and why can’t you just shut up and let me do what I want?

To which I’ll go to one of the other definitions of jealousy: “fiercely vigilant of one’s rights.” That kind of jealousy, I can get behind. And one of your rights in a relationship should be to have the information you need to make informed decisions about what you’re willing to do within a relationship.

Anyone who tells you otherwise, well… they’re probably hoping nobody knows too much about what they actually provide.

Cross-posted from Ferrett's Real Blog.

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kevin_standlee @ 7:35am: Charged Up
Several days ago, Lisa pulled the dead auxiliary battery out of the Big Orange Van and we went over to the local NAPA Auto Parts and traded it in on a new deep-cycle RV battery. Lisa then put it on the battery charger for a couple of days, and on Sunday she swapped it for the "coach" battery in the Rolling Stone. The coach battery is two years old and still holds a charge, just not as well as it did originally. She put it into the Big Orange Van, which doesn't need quite as robust a battery as I do in the RV. I'm now less likely to wake up gasping overnight with a CPAP machine sounding a low-power alarm. Just to be sure all is well, we'll plug the Stone into ground power the day before I next leave. That, along with driving 300 miles to the Bay Area, should assure that everything is topped up.
Current Mood: working
rfmcdpei @ 9:14am: [PHOTO] Memory of the Queen Street subway that could have been
Memory of the Queen Street subway #toronto #westqueenwest #queenstreetwest #queenstreet #subway #alternatehistory

The commemorative monument at the centre of the photo, erected on Queen just east of Dufferin dedicated to the "Queen Street Subway" with a date of 1897, is, as Derek Flack noted in 2010 at blogTO misleading: "Subway" was the word that the late 19th century used where we would use "underpass". People who are informed about the history of mass transit in Toronto could be easily confused, since discussion of a Queen Street subway line goes as far back as 1911, with one proposed route extended from Trinity-Bellwoods Park in the west to Logan Avenue in the east.

Flack's blogTO essay goes into the history of this proposed route at some length, while James Bow at Transit Toronto describes how Queen Street contended with Bloor-Danforth throughout the mid-20th century to be the location of the main west-to-east subway route in Toronto. Get Toronto Moving also has an extended overview of proposals to build the Queen line, noting how this has morphed over time into the Downtown Relief Line. The only physical vestige of this line is the Lower Queen station at Yonge, described by Bow at Transit Toronto here and by Tess Kalinowski at the Toronto Star in 2007 here.

James Bow's Transit Toronto essay "What if the Queen Subway was built instead of the Bloor-Danforth?" is a fascinating exercise in alternate history, considering how Toronto's transit system would have evolved in this case. The effect on Toronto's urban geography would have been equally noteworthy. Perhaps the waterfront would have been developed earlier, with Queen Street being the main street of the city, with places like Bloor--never mind St. Clair, or Dupont--lagging?
sartorias @ 6:25am: Catching up
So there is the historical romance and fantasy contest, going on for another week. Do people get excited by contests? I don't, but then I don't like Facebook, and pay scant attention to awards, and there are strongly enthusiastic people vitally involved in both those things. (Though with the latter, the Chuck Tingle escapades with reference to the latest Hugo kafuffle, linked by supergee, have had me cackling madly. Don't scout them out if you are offended by funny erotica.)

Since I was invited, and it didn't involve doing much, I jumped for the contest as an experiment--and I would be glad to be proved wrong. I'm wrong all the time (on my hypothetical tombstone it should say, "Whatever she did, do the opposite and you will be a great success"), but sometimes it's pleasant to be wrong. I've also been invited to contribute to another book bundle by indies, which is more of my kinda thing--that is, when I see notice of them, I explore them. Contests, I might look up unfamiliar names, but otherwise I feel about them the way I feel about gambling.

In other news, the only writing thing I'll mention here is being back at work with rachelmanija on the Change series. Long hiatus while she has been wrestling medical establishment hell. This last book is practically writing itself--we're having such fun. She's going over Rebel (we trade back and forth for each of us to go over these after we write them together) before it goes to the c.e. and proofer, then trundles its way Out There.

Reading, wow, lots of good stuff. Right now, swapping off with Bennett's City of Blades, terrific sequel to the terrific City of Stairs, and Ada Palmer's Too Like the Lightning. Such great books! To say the first is about anti-colonialism, the miraculous, and pain, and the second is about military mindset, war, and pain, and the third book a Fieldingesque tour-de-force in the shape of a science fiction novel is, I dunno, like saying the Sistine Chapel is about fresco.

I'll probably do a blog thing about the Bennett duo this weekend, and after it comes out, I'm going to have to delve into why Palmer's book delights me so.
james_nicoll @ 9:10am: Faded Sun: Kesrith (Faded Sun, book 1) by C. J. Cherryh

Faded Sun: Kesrith (Faded Sun, book 1) by C. J. Cherryh

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bugshaw @ 1:23pm: Films Watched April
Films watched: 16 (total 71). 11 cinema, 1 stream, 3 BluRay/DVD, 1 tv, 1 LoveFilm.
Histoire(s) du Cinéma
Batman v Superman: Dawn of Justice
Barton Fink
Eddie the Eagle
Run Lola Run
Eye in the Sky
Runaway Jury
The Sacrifice
Midnight Special
The Jungle Book
In the Heat of the Night
Mapplethorpe: Look At The Pictures
Louder Than Bombs
Sci-Fi London Shorts 5
Fireworks Wednesday

Gigs etc: 4 (total 15)
Rob Beckett (comedy, London)
AKDK (gig, London)
Bridget Christie (comedy, Cambridge)
Bank of England museum

And watched the last 16 episodes of Breaking Bad over a week.

The Godard Histoire(s) was pretty hard going, 3 DVDs (from Lovefilm), juxtaposition of images, also of multiple voices and printed text. It felt like it ought to be profound in an expressionistic or Jungian way while watching, but I remember little of it. The last two Tarkovskys were easier, but it will take a second watching (in my Copious Spare Time) to say anything much intelligent about them.
feorag @ 12:00pm: My tweets
  • Mon, 20:12: I just earned the 'Find the Source (Level 17)' badge on @untappd!
  • Mon, 20:12: I just earned the 'Photogenic Brew (Level 32)' badge on @untappd!
  • Mon, 20:29: Braustelle has matured from a bright, trendy brewpub with two beers and far-too-new furniture, to a cosy haunt with a creative range.
  • Mon, 20:39: Close to s typical example, except for the more generous helping of dry, grassy... (Helios Weizen)
  • Mon, 20:39: I just earned the 'Heffenista (Level 22)' badge on @untappd!
  • Mon, 20:58: Wow! Seriously smokey, nutty slack in a glass. Loses out only for being keg -... (Ehrenfelder Alt)
  • Mon, 21:25: Bar staff speaking to me in German. Either I'm good enough at ordering beer, or they think I need the practice.
  • Mon, 21:27: I have at this point practiced every way I know of ordering things. Next challenge - asking about bottles to take away.
  • Mon, 21:31: For example, is there a latest time here after which I may not get a carry out (e.g. in Scotland it's 10pm)
  • Mon, 21:32: Someone is smoking something pleasant outside the open window of this pub.
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marypcb @ 12:00pm: My tweets
  • Mon, 14:03: RT @Billablog: The problem is that opinions are considered equal to knowledge. They're not. Your opinion is only as good as your informatio…
  • Mon, 14:07: Note; when mainstream, non-technical outlets cover a deeply technical claim all at once, suspend judgement as to whether they got it right
  • Mon, 14:07: @holly fishing cats ;)
  • Mon, 14:10: My standing bet is a latte; so if you can prove you've got the founder of bitcoin and not a flimflam artist, come claim your latte
  • Mon, 14:25: RT @clemensv: Satoshi Nakamoto too embarrassed by Bitcoin's 7 transactions-per-second global throughput cap. Is glad someone else took cred…
  • Mon, 14:35: RT @jsnover: NanoServerAPIScan tool is updated for TP5 to make it easy to identify the work to run on NS https://t.…
  • Mon, 14:37: RT @nancybaym: The cleverest thing about Radiohead erasing their online presence is now we are all doing their social media for them. Privl…
  • Mon, 14:39: RT @petegoo: So often I find that for every minute I spend disagreeing on the solution, I should have spent 2 minutes agreeing on the probl…
  • Mon, 14:46: RT @MrIsaac: Yes! Office 365 Groups will support Multi Domains! Chose the domain you want when creating a group
  • Mon, 16:39: Why doesn't Mozilla make its own assistant, if it's just Web technology? Perhaps because it's not?
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sbisson @ 12:00pm: My tweets
tamaranth @ 12:00pm: My tweets
andrewducker @ 12:00pm: Interesting Links for 03-05-2016
It's unfair to say Hillsborough police were incompetent - it takes great organisation to tell such shocking lies
(tags: football lies death police )
How Windows chooses when startup apps start up
(tags: windows computers )
Craig Wright loudly claims “I am Satoshi Nakamoto,” but few believe his “proof”
(tags: bitcoin hoax identity )
The 9 Best Parts of a Legal Brief on Behalf of Klingon Speakers
(tags: language StarTrek law intellectual_property )
UK Salvation Army chief defends ban on gay members
(tags: lgbt bigotry religion charity )
Negotiating TTIP - an EU negotiator speaks on what's going on
(tags: europe usa viaNWhyte )
I basically agree with these election predictions
(tags: politics uk scotland usa )

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kevinwmoor @ 12:00pm: My tweets
  • Mon, 13:25: On the tele I've just seen 7 half naked Spanish men dancing. It was funnier than Riverdance - which I didn't think was possible.
ffutures @ 11:48am: Canon update
Batteries arrived for the 35mm canon SLR body, which is I think a fairly late model. It works - but the 28mm f1.8 lens won't stop down on that either, it really is only suitable for early Eos models. I suspect I will not be making a profit on it, but never mind, I've done pretty well on other stuff lately.
irregular_comic @ 10:11am: Irregular Webcomic! #1359 Rerun

Comic #1359

It's amazing that you can express a recurring decimal precisely in monosyllables. And in case anyone is wondering, "per cent" is two words in British and Australian English.

2016-05-03 Rerun commentary: Draak's calculation is based on Lambert counting as half a party member, and each of the other five as a full member each, giving a total of five and a half party members. Losing the half (i.e. Lambert) leaves ten-elevenths of the party intact, which comes to 90.9090...%.

Although Draak probably used differential calculus to figure this out much more efficiently.

jennycrusie @ 9:29am: Person of Interest: Wingman: Multi-Thread Plotting

One of the major problems of this season is that it’s so damn complex. Finch has to be a professor and deal with students, Shaw is still selling perfume and driving the getaway car for thieves, Reese is buried under paperwork while trying to save people, and only the Machine knows what Root is doing. And then there are the numbers . . .

“Nautilus:” Samaritan is recruiting, luring a brilliant young mathmetician into danger to dismantle a Blackwater analog that’s in competition with Samaritan. Finch tries to save her, but in the end, it’s Samaritan who rescues Claire and enlists her on its side. This is not good.


Which brings us to “Wingman.”

The gang is still in disarray, all of them going in different directions, and that fragmentation is nicely captured in the fractured storylines:

• Finch has rejoined the Gang, but refuses to follow the Machine’s orders because she ordered the hit on the senator, which in retrospect would have saved the world, but hey, that’s the past.
• Reese is having trouble being a color-in-the-lines cop, and Fusco is getting fed up with him, not to mention the new captain is on their case to solve some cases.
• Shaw just wants them all to get over themselves and get back to work.
• Finch is running out of money.
• The number of the week is a pick-up artist and Fusco gets to be his client while trying to figure out what his problem is. It’s very symmetrical: the number figures out Fusco’s problems with women, and Fusco figures out the number’s problems with the people trying to kill him.
• The Machine sends Root to take Finch on a scavenger hunt, neither one of them having any idea of what’s going on.
• Reese starts cracking cases to get back in the captain’s good graces and to cover for Fusco who’s off with the number.
• Finch has to pretend to be a badass to buy arms he has no idea what to do with.

Chaotic, right? That’s the point. Structure in fiction is meaning. The way a story unspools tells part of the story. In this case, the Machine Gang is fractured, so the story is fractured. And as the Gang begins to come together again, so does the story.

Yeah, that’s great in theory, but chaos as a symbolic representation of the state of the Gang only works for so long before viewers start getting restless due to the WTF? syndrome. So why do we stick around for “Wingman?”

1. We really like these people, and they’re all under pressure, but this time, it’s comic. Person of Interest is fun tonight!
2. There’s enough repetition and therefore pattern in the chaos to keep us from getting confused. Fusco and Shaw stick with the number, as Fusco strikes out with three women. Reese hunts down three murderers. Finch and Shaw meet with three crooks. The rhythm underneath the seemingly unconnected scenes creates that feeling of authority in the text: somebody’s in control of this story.
3. The individual scenes are terrific, each one just interesting/fun/exciting enough to hold our attention even though we’re not sure how it all goes together.
4. And then it all goes together, Reese and Shaw converging on Fusco and the number, while Finch and Root follow the bread crumbs put down by the Machine to foil many bad guys and take control of a large cache of weapons and several duffel bags full of cash.
5. And just to hammer the point that the center is beginning to hold again: A great new center of operations in an abandoned Art Deco subway platform. They are off the grid, under the radar, and back together again.

Weakest Parts
• They pretty much nailed this one, too. SO helpful staying in the now of the story.

Smart Story Moves
• The Pick-Up Artist is a good guy, giving Fusco good advice.
• Finch refusing to sell a rocket-launcher, which seems like a crisis but turns out to be part of the Machine’s plan, too.
• The use of the rule of threes to organize the different plots and subplots.
• Using the structure to tell the story, the fragments all coming together to make a whole in the end.


Favorite Moments
• Finch being a badass, channeling Reese: “She’s none of your concern.” So wonderful.
• Fusco trying to be smooth. And then getting better, slowly. Also, looking good, Fusco.
• Reese’s third homicide dovetailing with Fusco’s number.
• The captain wondering about all the shots to the knees (Finch has done good work there in training his sociopaths to aim for the knee.)

Ominous Moment
• “What’ll we do with the missile?” “I’m sure we’ll think of something.”

New PoI Post
May 4: 4- 11 If/Then/Else (Denise The): Point of View as Meaning (And one of the best TV episodes of all time.)

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supergee @ 5:25am: Because niceness isn’t enough
Government is coordinated meanness.

Thanx to Slate Star Codex
wondermark @ 5:00am: #1219; The Connotation Competition

He did NOT, in fact, "turn" the coffeepot off. All the controls are push-buttons.

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