This is how I learned to draw. I was seven, and wanted to be a gymnast. My mom was like hell no here’s a notebook instead, and I’m guessing she never foresaw that I would run with it 😂

My parents were super strict and were never really into the idea of me pursuing art, so I had to learn on my own. My cousins (who were also my neighbors) had a huge collection of archie comics at their house, and that’s where I was able to borrow issues of comic books until I was able to buy my own.

I’d learn by copying the figures, positions, hand gestures, scenes.. and then I’d fill notebooks up with my own archie-esque comic strips which I’d then share ‘issue’ by ‘issue’ to friends and classmates for feedback (I even drew fake ads and pin up pages and subscription pages and everything!)

In school, anime was the predominant drawing style. And being in such a sheltered school, and coming from a non-artistic family, I never had much exposure to the arts. For the longest time I felt pressured to follow and try to draw in that manga style because at the time that was the idea of 'good’ art. I was seemingly the lone non-anime artist.

I think it was later in high school, when I was art editor for the school paper, that I really embraced my darker, non-anime style, and I really made it a point during my editorship to highlight other art styles that weren’t anime/manga. It doesn’t seem like a big deal now, but back then it felt like some sort of rebellion.


Christopher Marlowe (26 February 1564 – 30 May 1593)

English playwright, poet and translator of the Elizabethan era. Marlowe was the foremost Elizabethan tragedian of his day. He greatly influenced William Shakespeare, who was born in the same year as Marlowe and who rose to become the pre-eminent Elizabethan playwright after Marlowe’s mysterious early death. Marlowe’s plays are known for the use of blank verse and their overreaching protagonists.

A warrant was issued for Marlowe’s arrest on 18 May 1593. No reason was given for it, though it was thought to be connected to allegations of blasphemy—a manuscript believed to have been written by Marlowe was said to contain “vile heretical conceipts”. On 20 May, he was brought to the court to attend upon the Privy Council for questioning. There is no record of their having met that day, however, and he was commanded to attend upon them each day thereafter until “licensed to the contrary”. Ten days later, he was stabbed to death by Ingram Frizer. Whether the stabbing was connected to his arrest has never been resolved. (Wikipedia)

From our stacks: Reproduction of title page from The Tragicall History of D. Faustus. Written by Ch. Mar[low] 1604. The Tudor Facsimile Texts. Under the Supervision and Editorship of John S. Farmer. Issued for Subscribers by the Editor of The Tudor Facsimile Texts, 1914.

this Freddie deBoer thing (the bit about mini-Hollywoods specifically, combined with context from his previous output) is just the latest in a series of rumbles suggesting that the most important effect of Chapo Trap House is that it’s serving as the seed for NYC young media mutual-promotion cliques alternative to the reigning ones that grew out of Mid-2000s Salon/Gawker Media/feminist blogs and have been responsible for so much of the cancer in our culture since they started assuming editorships a few years ago

Historical notes - The Circle

So we had Hitler, Stalin, Mussolini, Churchill, Attlee, Eisenhower, Truman, Hirohito and Oshima all show up one way or another, but in the end the real life historical figure who had the most actual lines in Blackbird was a somewhat obscure Swiss actor named Karl Meier, who under the alias ‘Rolf’ was one of the most important figures in European gay history.

A gay and lesbian magazine called the ‘Swiss Friendship Banner’ had been founded in Zürich in 1932, focusing primarily on advocating for reform in Swiss law regarding homosexuality. In 1942, the same year that the new Swiss Criminal Code decriminalised gay sex between persons aged over 20, Rolf took over as senior editor of the magazine and changed its name to ‘The Circle’ (Der Kreis in German). Under his editorship the magazine’s content became exclusively for gay men and moved away from political advocacy and towards cultural sharing and the promotion of friendship and social connection. There were subscribers receiving the magazine all over the world, including men living in Nazi Germany during the war.

Rolf had a very solid idea of the notion of the ‘ideal gay man’ and ideal gay culture, valuing long-term, monogamous partnerships and emphasising friendship, romantic love and artistic aesthetics rather than focusing on sex. His ideas were largely reflected in the content published in The Circle, which in no small part helped them stay in the good graces of the Swiss media censors. However once the magazine added an English section alongside its German and French content in the early 1950s, English-language writers could generally get away with being a bit more risqué, provided they sanitised the content in translation for both Rolf and the censors!

The Circle was also a social club which held regular functions in Zùrich, which only served to bolster the city’s status as the effective gay capital of Europe at the time. It was particularly popular as a destination for gay Germans, who continued to be prosecuted under Paragraph 175 and whose persecution by the Nazis went unacknowledged.

Readership began to decline in the 1960s, partly due to the increased popularity of Scandinavian gay magazines, which didn’t have to deal with the strictures of Swiss censorship, and eventually ceased publication in 1967, although several members of its editorial staff launched a new magazine together the following year. At the loss of his vocation of nearly a quarter of a century, Rolf reportedly had a nervous breakdown and had to be cared for for the remainder of his life by his long-term partner Fredi.

I don’t normally hype up my sources on these posts, but in this case if this subject interests you at all I highly recommend checking out The Circle. It’s a 2014 Swiss docudrama which tells the story of Röbi Rapp and Ernst Ostertag, the first same-sex couple to marry in Switzerland, who met each other through The Circle in the 1950s. It suffers from the usual issues of docudramas in that the re-enacted bits don’t always mesh that well with the talking heads bits, but honestly the real Ernst and Röbi are such freaking adorable old marrieds that I could get past it. Gay cinema is so often neglected, especially if it’s not in English, and this one in particular tells a really important and little-known story.

On This Day: June 8

World Oceans Day

  • 1794: French Revolution: The new state religion, the Cult of the Supreme Being, is inaugurated with festivals across France.
  • 1809: Thomas Paine dies in New York City. He authored Common Sense & inspired workers in their struggles for independence.
  • 1852: First known labour strike in San Francisco occurs as Chinese labourers working on the Parrott granite building demand a wage increase.
  • 1884: In Italy, Pilade Cecchi, editor of the anarchist publication La Questione Sociale is sent to prison for 21 months and fined 2,000 lire.
  • 1903: Italian shoemaker and illegalist Vittorio Pini dies in Cayenne, French Guiana.
  • 1904: Colorado militia & striking Dunnville mine workers clash; 6 union members die.
  • 1913: Volonta begins publishing in Ancona, operating under the immediate editorship of Errico Malatesta until the Red Week a year later.
  • 1930: Death of French anarchist, speaker, bookstore manager and writer Antoine Antignac.
  • 1939: Emmy Eckstein, anarchist Alexander Berkman’s longtime companion, dies in Nice, France.
  • 1942: Spanish anarchist and Durrutti Column member José Pellicer-Gandia executed following a fascist military tribunal.
  • 1949: Helen Keller, Dorothy Parker, Danny Kaye, Fredric March, John Garfield, Paul Muni & Edward Robinson named by FBI as Communists.
  • 1949: George Orwell’s novel 1984 published.
  • 1966: 35,000 American workers in machinists’ union begin 43-day strike against 5 carriers.
  • 1972: Photographer Nick Ut photos 9-year-old Phan Thị Kim Phúc running down a road after being burnt by napalm.
  • 1984: Homosexuality is declared legal in the Australian state of New South Wales.
  • 1987: New Zealand establishes a national nuclear-free zone.
  • 2010: Spanish Catalan militant anarcho-syndicalist Sara Berenguer Laosa dies in Montady, France.
  • 2013: Thousands march in memory of murdered French anti-fascist Clément Méric.
of bridges, horse bits & spaceships

I’ve been watching and analyzing Gilmore Girls for so many years it’s hard to even imagine, but one thing that always struck me is that this show has more in common with SciFi shows I love like Farscape or BSG than it does normal family dramas. Maybe that sounds silly, but the world ASP created has overarching themes that play out over & over again, characters that fit into specific archetypes & roles that serve specific purposes rather than just fumbling through life. ASP uses parallels, circular stories and other devices to tell these stories over and over again, to write herself into messes and then back out again. But while she writes about the same themes over and over again, she never quite tells the same story twice.

What am I trying to say? Well, that the revival story of Rory & Logan fits very nicely into the overarching themes that ASP has been mining since she introduced Logan in 2004. Rory wasn’t ruined, honestly, her hairbrained ideas about things remaining hers long after she should be considering other people’s feelings is a character trait that dates back to s3 & Shane. Once she decides something is hers it always is. Once she realized she still loved Logan she doesn’t care about anyone else’s feelings. It might not be the greatest character trait and might make you scratch your head wondering why she doesn’t just go for it again with Logan when she clearly still loves him…well that ties to something I’ll talk about in a few.

Rory’s story has always been one about leaving Stars Hollow, being a bridge between Lorelai-Richard & Emily, both literally and figuratively. She’s not supposed to be one or the other, but all three, not a carbon copy of Lorelai ever. Which is why the thing I found most disturbing during the revival is not her being pregnant or them cheating on two characters I have zero investment in, but her landing back in the Hollow professionally. It’s where she started, not where she belongs or where she’s supposed to end up. It’s her launching pad.

But I’ve also long said that the way Lorelai brought up Rory made her codependent. Rory needs a partner in life. Someone with a stronger personality - Lorelai/Logan - to push her to be the person she can be. To be her sounding board and cheerleader. Otherwise she tends to flounder. Or if that person is floundering, she does too. Her greatest moments come when linked with a partner - FNAFF which directly leads to her getting the editorship of YDN or the activities of YJIJJ which are related to Logan. Then her getting into Chiton - Lorelai pushes this and it leads to Yale and the opportunities Yale represents. Rory is at her most lost and unhappy when she doesn’t have a partner, look at S4.

That’s not to say Rory’s not a strong person, she is. But she’s got a quieter strength than Lorelai or even Logan, who both are openly stubborn and revel in defying expectations. Rory is more of a pleaser. Also, she learned her lesson the hard way about defying Lorelai’s wishes in S6 - Lorelai cutting her out of her life when Rory was at her lowest & not getting back in her good graces till Rory was back on the Lorelai approved Yale track. My personal feelings have always been that Rory never really fully recovers from that shunning and decisions she makes subsequently and that she’s still making are influenced by what happened then. To anyone that thinks I’m being too hard on Lorelai - she was the parent, the adult and she was not the one that was having the massive crisis of confidence. That was Rory.

Also, while Jess might’ve given her the idea for the book, it’s Logan’s support to defy Lorelai’s not wanting her to write it that ultimately pushes her to begin writing - at Richard & Emily’s home. Lorelai’s prison once again becoming Rory’s refuge. It also ties into the ‘lucky dress’ which comes up again & again. It’s what she was wearing when she meets Logan in Hamburg - for what’s implied is the first time in probably years. Logan is tied to her being ‘lucky.’ He gives her confidence to do things she would otherwise not believe she could do - hasn’t he always?

Logan’s story has always been a good look into the life Lorelai would’ve had had she not left Hartford. Expectation, obligation, and a horrible home life married to someone you don’t love. That’s still his life when we meet him again. If you don’t believe me, rewatch their first phone call in Summer & final convo in Fall. They are him either begging Rory to change things or a redo of their couch convo in Partings - him asking her to not let him go into his predestined life and her not stopping him. In Partings I loved it. Here, I think she’s so self doubtful - perhaps thinking she has nothing to truly offer him - that she can’t make a leap with him again. We’re dealing with a late S5, early s6 self doubting Rory in the revival, IMO.

Finn, Colin & Robert aren’t just irresponsible friends of Logan’s he needs to grow up and leave behind - they’re a physical manifestation of his rebellion to his predestined life. They show the audience that while he might be working for Mitchum & might be planning on marrying the new Fallon - his Huntzberger approved wife - Mitchum’s bit still does not quite fit. Mitchum’s long glance at Rory in his one scene tells me he knows this & he knows as long as Rory’s part of Logan’s life, Mitchum’s not won this game yet. He knows Rory’s a threat - that Logan’s only true out is Rory, who Logan practically begs to push the escape hatch button for him. [This is one area that ASP does need to further explain what she took from S7 & what she didn’t. Because why IS Logan back with HPG to being with? Did he ever even leave?]

Where does Lorelai fit in all this? Well, they’re all named Lorelai for a reason. She may be the Reigning Lorelai, but here she plays the role of Lorelai I disapproving of Richard’s choice of Emily, championing the fiancée he chose to leave behind for the woman he loved and the life he chose. Rory turned Logan down not just because she didn’t want to get married so young. To have a wide open future. She also turned Logan down because she didn’t want to disappoint Lorelai - go back to the schism. Lorelai didn’t have to expressly voice her disapproval of Logan - she’d been doing it for three years already and Rory had heard her many sermons on similar subjects since infancy. Harvard, not Yale, Rory doesn’t make the final decision to go to Yale though it’s obvious that’s what she wants & the blue/grey/white theme has been around since the pilot, till Lorelai lets her know it’s okay, she’s okay with it. At some point Lorelai has to stop telling Rory she’s going to find someone who she’ll be happy with and realize - Rory already has.

Does a baby solve anything? No, not really. What it does is make everyone take another look at what they’ve done & the choices they’ve made. Why is the girl that had a CHOICE poster on her wall in college keeping this baby? Is a 34 year old man going to make the same choices as a 16 year old boy? Does an adult Logan who keeps trying to choose Rory over and over again really have the lack of commitment that a 16 year old Christopher had? What I do know is that ASP has talked about there being more story to tell since she started talking about the revival. Rory’s journey to happiness is that final piece of the puzzle and I have no doubt that it won’t be the same as Lorelai’s. Lorelai’s experience with bringing up Rory as a single mom is where we start, not necessarily where we end.

What this portion of the revival did was fit into themes that tie back to the pilot and weave throughout the show - as Rory and logan’s story always has. It’s about more than two people that have loved one another for 12 years having an affair. It’s even about more than the fact that they clearly adore one another and are one another’s best friends and touchstones - they know EVERYTHING going on in the others lives and he’s the one she can’t quit subconsciously calling when things are starting to get out of sorts with Lorelai. Those are the things that the Sophie since 2004 in me loved, but the fan of the show that’s been analyzing it for 16 years also sees the themes revisited, the through lines of their story that’s been part of them since WITS and especially YJIJJ. This all fits within those stories that have been told before or calls back to them, waiting for their twist and turn to make the outcome uniquely theirs.

To me Gilmore Girls has ultimately been not about Rory being Lorelai or not being Lorelai or Emily approving of or understanding Lorelai’s choices or not. It’s about these people ultimately accepting that they’re not just carbon copies of one another - Trix again - and being okay with the choices they each make for their own happiness. Emily has done that with Lorelai, it’s now Lorelai’s turn to do that for Rory. That’s the true completion of the circle and a story I’m eager to see.

Writing Killer Stanford Supplements Part 2: The Letter to Your Roommate

Why does Stanford want you to write a letter to your imaginary future roommate? Are they going to show it to your actual roommate if you get in??

The answer to the second question is no. As for the first question: the letter to your roommate is a sneakily great way to get you to talk about yourself in a more uninhibited, colorful way than you were likely to do in the personal statement or other supplements. 

Where the Intellectual Vitality Essay (IVE) is an opportunity for your to nerd out, to show Stanford how you think (see Part 1), the Letter To Your Roommate Essay (LTYRE) is an opportunity to show a lighter, quirkier side of your personality. So.

The Prompt:

“Virtually all of Stanford’s undergraduates live on campus. Write a note to your future roommate that reveals something about you or that will help your roommate—and us—know you better.”

Notice the wording: “write a note … that reveals something about you.” This essay is meant to peel back the layers of your application to glimpse the super unique, fun, funny, and most importantly, interesting individual that you really truly are.

(Just don’t be creepy.)

Let’s start with an example this time:

Entry #1, Site 11362, October 24, 2189 C.E. Now here is an interesting site to observe. We have ventured into what seems to be the lair of a typical adolescent male of the species. A few artifacts merit closer inspection.

There seems to be a collection of golden cups mounted to tiny pedestals with inscriptions at the base (research indicates that these were called “trophies”). The inscriptions can be roughly translated into, “Chess Nerd from Michigan.”

Nearby, there is a large oblong bag lying on the ground. After inspecting the contents, four seemingly identical tools were found inside. Looking like nets with handles, they must have served a purpose. Perhaps they were an agricultural digging tool. They can’t possibly have been used for whacking these green rubber balls back and forth. (My assistant informs me that these were an ancient tool for the now-defunct game known as Tennis). 

A red poster plastered on the door in a foreign script possibly represents a deep cultural connection with said language. Perhaps the inhabitant enjoyed chow mein and believed in feng shui, although the bed was obviously pointed in the wrong direction.

Continuing with the inspection, we come across a handmade poster that had the words “Preventing Cancer Metastasis” plastered on it. It appears to be a preliminary investigation into the causes and prevention of this archaic disease, and indicates that the inhabitant was also a giant chemistry nerd.

We will collect these findings and send them back to the lab for further analysis.

About a third of the way through this essay, you were probably like, “Whaaat?! This isn’t even a letter!”

Exactly. OK, not “exactly” exactly, but more like, yes, it’s creative and quirky and out-of-the-box. This student was interested in history, archaeology and geology. His motif, or organizing principle, is an archaeological dig, and his bedroom is the dig site. As an exercise, I often have students think about what’s in their room - on the desk, on the floor, on the walls, in the drawers and on their bed. How do the things around you reflect who you are? What do they say about you?

Here’s an example from my room (my living room, actually, because, you know, I don’t live with my parents anymore). On my wall hang a variety of framed photographs, some of me and my family, some of writers and jazz musicians who have had a profound influence on me and my work. One of them is a portrait of saxophonist, flautist, and bass clarinetist Eric Dolphy, who taught me that notes don’t always have to be in key to be powerfully moving. He used dissonance like others use melody, and this principle of the un-beautiful, or the “off,” has deeply inspired me in my writing and research. (Right now you’re probably thinking, “I can tell.” Thanks.)

This exercise is a good way to start thinking beneath the surface of your life - which this student took a little more literally than most.

So here are some tips for writing an awesome LYTRE:

1. Be creative

There is no template for writing the LTYRE, which is exactly the point. I recommend that my students avoid actually writing a letter. If I see “Dear Future Roommate” on their first draft, this is what they get back: “Dear Future Roommate.” I know, I know, it’s supposed to be a “note,” as in a letter. But for our purposes, it’s really a “note,” as in a quirky, fun, layered, imaginative communique of whatever kind to someone who doesn’t know you at all but will probably want to get a sense of who you really are, like, really. 

I’ve had a student write a Wikipedia entry on herself as an animal observed in the wild; another wrote a series of Tweets from different parts of campus as a “day in the life at Stanford”; another described himself as a D&D character, complete with categories of strength, magic, and skill. I’ve also seen students write really, really good stories about themselves in a more traditional format, but the key here was:

2. Be detailed

In a previous posting, I sang the praises of one exercise in particular that has helped my students dig out their quirks. It’s called the Thirty Random Facts List. Follow the link, scroll down to it, read about it, and then come back. 

Now make a list of your own and come back.

Ready? OK. 

Which items on your list are the least obvious in daily interactions but perhaps the most essential to who you are? How about the opposite? Which qualities are your quirks, and how do you imagine these will manifest themselves at Stanford? Which elements do you really want your roommate to know about? To not know about? 

What you’re looking for is a way to string these details together in a way that unifies them. Look for a theme or a motif, an organizing principle like I mentioned above. 

Here’s an example I like, from a student who used the fact that she wrote for the school newspaper to organize her “letter”:

I’m quite infamous, apparently. As divulged in the following article… Topping the list of this (school) year’s most wanted outlaws again is TPHS senior D.F., juvenile at large with a record of offenses like overachieving. “I tell her every layout she needs to stop working so hard and go home,” newspaper adviser M.S. said. “But she’s still there at who-knows-when, editing pages in not just her Feature section but News and Sports as well. It’s ridiculous.” According to reliable sources, D.F. is also regularly spotted as late as 9 p.m. in UCSD’s Pacific Hall laboratories scribbling hazardous data in a lab book. While loyal friends refused to betray her whereabouts, neighbors are encouraged to watch for a short, bubbly figure lugging an oversized backpack and a Canon EOS Rebel. Never seen without a voluminous ponytail adorned by at least 3 fluorescent bands, D.F. will likely be clad in varying hues of blue. Known for a laugh resembling a D Major scale, D.F. does not, authorities warned, possess the stereotypical criminal appearance, as she always waxes an enduring smile and is fond of assisting peers in writing or calculus. “Seriously, people need to be careful; she looks so sweet, but she’ll hit the highest note on the clarinet and blow your eardrums to shards,” band director A.W. said. Indeed, D.F. tends to carry concealed weapons such as ink pens (to engage in lethal literary battles) and an army of post-its. As she is prone to prowl local streets on rollerblades, residents are advised to spread all driveways with sand or water to deter her escape. “There’s only one way to catch her,” former lab partner J.L. said. “Make a trap with a Steinway grand and an unlimited cache of Chopin impromptus. Or burnt cookies. She absolutely adores burnt cookies.”

I count 18 unique details, from her newspaper editorship to her fondness for wearing blue to her love of burnt cookies (I’m with her on that one). It’s not the number of details you squeeze in there that matters - you could easily just cut and paste your 30 random facts list into the text box on the application and be done with it. Rather, it’s the execution, the way she presents her personal details, and connects them in a coherent and meaningful way, that makes this such a good LTYRE.

3. Be light

The essays in your application should counterbalance each other in tone and subject matter, like puzzle pieces of different shapes, sizes, and colors that fit together to create the final picture: you. The LTYRE is a light-hued piece, a palate-cleanser to help transition the reader from the serious nerdery of the IVE to the more subdued, reflective tone of the next essay, “What Matters to You and Why?” (WMTYAWE).

But that’s for Part 3.

The Clintons are about the pursuit of power by almost any constitutional means possible. There’s a lack of integrity to both of them. I’ve witnessed this first hand as the editor of The New Republic. Under my editorship– we actually championed the [Bill] Clinton candidacy. Sidney Blumenthal was my campaign correspondent in ‘92. And I saw it with Sidney, when I actually caught him faxing pieces to Hillary in advance of the publication, to check that he got every single ‘spin’ right.  The Clintons are operators. They’re moneygrubbers. They’re liars. They’re at the center of a web of friends and colleagues– dedicated primarily to the advancement of each other. Even their most ardent supporters, many of them, have acknowledged this.

The Clintons have gotten ahead by always arguing “Whatever we do, however we behave, we are so much part of the greater good. And the Republicans are always so evil that anything we do is justified.” And that of course is how they have succeeded. Largely because every time the Republicans have opposed them–they’ve done so on despicable and overreaching grounds. I mean, impeaching a President the way they did, was such a grotesque overreach. The way they poured into Bill Clinton’s private life was just appalling. And I think the American people decided “No.  If we have to pick between this charlatan, philanderer, liar or these fanatic Republicans, then I guess we’re going to have to put up with the Clintons.” And in some ways that’s the story of their entire career. Somehow they’ve managed to always play the lesser of two evils. Successfully–and in some cases, absolutely rightly.
—  Andrew Sullivan, on the Clintons as the “The Lesser Evil”

If angels or aliens came down and offered me head editorship at DC Comics, I’d decline. Running only one shared multiverse could never be enough for me any more. 

But if they held a gun to someone else’s head and I accepted, the editorial decree I would hand down instantly is that every issue must be a stand-alone story from now on. Keep telling your multi-issue arc by all means, but thread it through issues that are self-contained. I don’t have any objection to writing to your superfans per se, but you can’t afford to keep alienating the kids picking up an individual comic book off the drug store rack cuz where the hell do you think your superfans came from? 

Lesbian feminists did the work and the word. We took the potluck to new levels; most nights of the week, on Saturday mornings, Sunday afternoons at meetings and on projects. At fundraising events for those projects. At the proof-reading and lay-out meeting. After an afternoon of wrapping and trips to the post office with scores of parcels among you in somebody’s old VW or Corolla. The lesbian-feminist theater group, the tickets, the box office, the folding chairs, the posters, the feeding of the cast and crew; the film set in someone’s loft with 20 volunteers on hand to make up, dress, direct, film, feed the cast and crew; the lesbian-led national conference on violence against women of color on a frayed shoe string budget and women from all over the country and the world come – at their own expense or ours; the anti-apartheid publication on an equally frayed budget under the aegis of a lesbian editorship; the all-volunteer lesbian health fair; at the weekend-long board retreat, where we supplied the food and cooked it too. Lesbian feminism put our feminist messages out to our constituencies – other lesbians, women identified women, gay women of color and “women for whom relationships with women are an essential part of their lives.” Lesbians of African descent were/are everywhere. Women of color sometimes code for “lesbians of color” were/are everywhere. Lesbians of all colors worked very hard to produce for our imagined audiences. We claimed and challenged our masculinity, femininity, blackness, whiteness as well as our androgyny and hybridity, liminality and marginality. We produced politics and culture for us, by us, about us.

a lot of the tumblr science editors are so damn 1 dimensional they feature the same old safe/go-to sub categories of science leaving out a lot of goods from botany, entomology, geology, zoology (don’t get me started on the countless of amazing informational photos of animals that use scientific data to i.d. them, thus making it zoological and worth a feature but get glossed over), etc. you do know that there are more categories to science than just astronomy, physics, virology, and white science history right? just an fyi to you if you’re an editor, have fun once in a while and check out tags you’ve never bothered to check before.

In fact, Lig never formally resigned his editorship—he merely left his office late one morning, and has never returned since. Though well over a century has now passed, many members of the Guide staff still retain the romantic notion that he has simply popped out for a sandwich and will yet return to put in a solid afternoon’s work.
Strictly speaking, all editors since Lig Lury Jr., have therefore been designated acting editors, and Lig’s desk is still preserved the way he left it, with the addition of a small sign that says LIG LURY, JR., EDITOR, MISSING, PRESUMED FED.
—  Douglas Adams, Life, the Universe and Everything
New Rolling Stone Q&A with Damon on his haunting solo album

Does it feel different doing a solo album?
It’s got my name on it and I wrote the songs, but Richard Russell [producer and head of XL Recordings] was a fantastic editor and did a lot of the atmospheric stuff, so in a sense it’s not entirely my record. It is my narrative, and my voice and my songs. 

I started off giving Richard a lot of songs, 60 or 60-plus — he had the editorship. Hence a song like “Mr. Tembo,” which I never would have considered recording, because I put that in my “songs I write for other things,” like for kids’ birthdays, or in this case, it was for a baby elephant I met in a place called Mkomazi, in Tanzania. It was recently orphaned and walked onto this aerodrome; the people I know took it in and called it Mr. Tembo. I was there, and I met this little elephant, and he was very sweet. I sang it to him. It was recorded on a phone, and in a light-hearted moment, I put it on a list for Richard. He said, “I’d really like you to try that,” so I did.

Did the elephant seem appreciative?
To be honest to you, when I sang it to the elephant, it shat itself. Because it was on milk, it was white elephant baby poo, if you can imagine that. It’s quite something at close vicinity.

Who else appears on the album?
Natasha Khan of Bat for Lashes sings a ghostly echo of my voice on the song “Selfish Giant.” And Brian Eno sings a verse on the last song. He’s a neighbor: I used to go to a health club that he goes to as well, but he always did much more interesting things than I did. I’d be on a mind-numbing running machine, and he took water aerobics classes. He was very Eno about it. 

Back in Leytonstone, there was a Pentecostal Church at the end of my road that belonged to the city mission. I remember standing outside with my bicycle listening to the singing, but never being able to find an entry point. But it was a very strong childhood memory that I’ve carried with me. I got in contact with that church, and they’ve still got a small choir, so they very kindly agreed to sing on the record a bit.

When you go back to one of your older songs, are you still the same guy?
I don’t know. Obviously, I’ve matured, because I’m a lot older. It’s funny. I was playing in Japan — what day is it now? — on Tuesday, I played at the Budokan with Blur. There’s one song called “To the End,” and it’s the end of that period, and it’s the last gig we were planning to do together for the foreseeable future. I was singing this song that I wrote 20-odd years ago, with a sense of my own situation at the time, but also a slightly cinematic third-person feel to it. Then, singing it on Tuesday night, it felt like I was singing about what was taking place that evening. I got quite carried away with the moment. I was standing there in front of God knows how many people, arms aloft in the moment of rapture. And typically, as soon as that happened, I forgot a verse. It’s a nice grounding experience: Never get too carried away with yourself.

What do you have planned for this year?
Well, I’m going to be promoting this record, I suppose, in one form or another. I don’t know how that will completely manifest itself, but I’m looking forward to that. Some more theater-based work, maybe a film score, something like that. I’ll be quite busy, anyway. I work from 10 in the morning to 5:30 or 6, five days a week. I don’t really think about it — I just get on with it. I do have holidays and weekends.

by Rolling Stone

lol not a single science editor of the 25+ of them in the science tag thought that archaeological article about the Egyptian woman found with a weave was worth featuring in science even after it passed 1,000 notes clearly showing user interest in the discovery. smh. we need more black women up in the tumblr science editorship, shit is so white. 3 years doing this and all of them feature the same ole shit still.


Acne Paper promptly gained a reputation as the most exciting new magazine on the market. Its large uncoated format, delicately embellished with a striking portrait, title at the bottom instead of the usual top, suggested something different, something timeless, something nostalgic yet refreshingly modern. Under the editorship and creative direction of Thomas Persson each issue has been created around one idea – a theme big enough to appeal to everyone interested in the arts regardless of their age or their culture. With an in-depth editorial identity that affectionately merges the past with the present, each issue of Acne Paper explores its subject from various and often unexpected viewpoints. Because of its seriousness in content and originality of style the magazine is being recog- nised all over the world as an intelligent and glamorous publication unlike any other. Acne Paper has published 14 editions, and during this time the magazine has featured and collaborated with some of the most distinguished names in the worlds of photography, art, fashion, and culture at large.

Here’s a novel idea! Instead of having the Edith/Marigold/Drewes and Tom/Bunting/Crawleys scenes replay themselves in different ways the past few episodes, why not show Edith in London swamped with her work at The Sketch (I thought Michael’s power of attorney gave her interim editorship of that while he’s away. But alas JFell again!) with deadlines and coordinating with the rest of the staff and she’s unable to see Marigold and she struggles to stay professional while longing to see her daughter. And show us Tom struggling with what he used to be and what he’s become while balancing his duties to the estate. But JFell again! And again! And again! So we have a case where Downton Abbey’s repetition is the mother of kill rather than skill! Can you imagine if Julian Fellowes has run out of ideas. I can only imagine how crappy his new The Guilded Age will be.
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“MORE THAN A BOX”:  Out of the Box–The Short Run of Comet “

As editor of Astounding Science Fiction for some 50 issues, F. Orlin Tremaine was responsible for making Astounding the leading science fiction magazine of its time and surely one of his most important moves was to recommend John W. Campbell, Jr. to succeed him as editor in 1937. Tremaine’s subsequent “comeback” editorship of Comet in 1940-41was unsuccessful, as that magazine folded after only five fairly undistinguished issues.  Undistinguished, but not without interest–as I’ve found looking at those five issues in the Hevelin Collection.

Comet featured an ungainly cover scheme that listed most contents on the left side of the cover.

I’ll devote some attention to all five issues, but this post will focus on Tremaine’s first issue, December 1940, which introduced his greatest–if not particularly successful–feature, The Spacean, which purported to be a newspaper from the future, complete with both imaginary news items and imaginary advertising. This first issue, which also introduced Tremaine’s attempts at breathless dramatic extended metaphors to describe the “trajectory” of the new magazine.

This first issue featured stories by well-known pulp writers, but none are very interesting, and the artwork seems a throwback to much earlier pulps.

The Spacean seems particularly juvenile, possibly signaling the audience Tremaine was targeting.

Tremens’ first editorial attempts to soar–sort of, piling up dramatic metaphors:

Clearly, Tremaine wanted excitement and he took the same approach to a section for readers’ letters:

And his first letter was from the irrepressible Sam Moskowitz, who must have hurt his arm so strenuously patting Tremaine on his back:

Here’s a glimpse of some of the stories in this issue:

Tremens’ editorial content also noted the passing of legendary Amazing editor T. O’Conor Sloane:

Okay, let’s throw common sense to the wind and say people who draw cartoons for a living deserved to be gunned down with assault rifles. Let’s forget about Elsa Cayat, Mustapha Ourrad, Bernard Maris, Ahmed Merabet, Frank Brinsolaro, Frédéric Boisseau and Michel Renaud, who were murdered because they were there (and tried to intervene, in the case of Ahmed Merabet and Frank Brinsolaro).

Those cartoonists were journalists and artists. They published in lots of other newspapers. I keep expecting to see their drawings and cartoons pop up. They’re going to leave a huge void.

Charb had created Le petit quotidien, the only daily aimed at children ages 6 to 10 to explain current events and complex, topical subjects. He had handed over the editorship of the newspaper when he became editor at Charlie, but continued to publish cartoons there.

Cabu had co-hosted a children’s show in the 1980s during which he also drew cartoons. He also contributed to Pilote, the magazine Goscinny and Uderzo created Astérix for. In the 1960s he created the character “le Grand Duduche”, whom he based on himself a lot, a tall, gangly teenager who went to a typical pre-May 1968 boy high school - lazy, determinedly pacifist, with glasses and too-long hair (the nightmare of adults at the time). It’s funny, irreverent, often sweet and kind of anarchistic. Cabu is - was - a beloved figure of my childhood. I love rereading these comics.

Now, to those who are spreading ignorant filth on this website or taking said filth for granted:

  • If you can’t at least take two seconds to try to understand how truly awful hearing about these deaths was for us -
  • Even if you don’t get that Charlie Hebdo and the people who worked there are not racist, homophobic, or whatever crap a part of Tumblr is so quick to throw at their memories and into our faces -
  • If you can’t comprehend that seeing a photo of that newsroom with their blood all over the floor, the walls, the tables, made us all sick to our stomachs -
  • If for some reason you have no problem with saying, “Yes, this is sad, but they were asking for it” or “They had it coming” or “It wouldn’t have happened if they had been more careful” (because apparently drawing cartoons justifies being brutally murdered) -

Then there is no helping you and we have nothing more to say to each other.

We stood by you in the good times and the hard. We gave support and tried to spread educated information about the tragedies of 2014. We read, we wrote, in a foreign language, because we wanted to relay your grief and your rightful indignation. Because there was injustice, and we wanted to fight it by your side.

We are shocked, hurt, grieving. We needed support, we needed a shoulder, we needed understanding. Some of this we got; the international response, the spontaneous show of support around the world was amazing and heart-warming, and I want to personally thank every single one of you who did something, anything, wholeheartedly. But there is a large part of Tumblr, which we genuinely liked and even looked up to, who replied first with indifference, then with an arrogance and contempt that feels like a slap in the face.

It takes courage to admit that you are wrong, and even more to take steps to learn, about other cultures and points of view, other countries with different workings. But if we can do it, there’s no reason for you not to give it a try.

lmao the more I think about it the more I see my situation here on tumblr and with tumblr like that dave chappelle episode

*rick james voice* “they shoulda never gave you niggas moneyfollowers!!!”

cause they gave editorship to some hood nigga that’s now using his follow up to expose the social structure white people like the owners of this site benefit from aint that sum shid? no wonder they straight up stop putting me on the radar after I started talking race relations.