Getting his life back on track.
He doesnât seem to understand why he was âforcedâ into retirement. What a lack of self-awareness.
outta sight!
itâs so weird how drugs were so taboo, the whole discussion is couched in language of ânot showing up for gigs.â and heâs on public record being obviously out of his gourd on Dick Cavett. and Cavett canât just say âwow, what drugs are you on, youâre really out there?â which would have been at least a coherent conversation. and a decade+ later, Letterman canât say âyouâre clean and sober now and ready to get back to work,â he has to dance around a topic it doesnât even seem like Sly would have any problem discussing.
why were we as a culture like that?
great performances, really a shame he couldnât keep it together.
Itâs actually about Dr. Hynek.
Absolutely worth reading, for the methodology, humor, and history lesson.
The Map, by Elizabeth Bishop
Land lies in water; it is shadowed green.
Shadows, or are they shallows, at its edges
showing the line of long sea-weeded ledges
where weeds hang to the simple blue from green.
Or does the land lean down to lift the sea from under,
drawing it unperturbed around itself?
Along the fine tan sandy shelf
is the land tugging at the sea from under?
The shadow of Newfoundland lies flat and still.
Labradorâs yellow, where the moony Eskimo
has oiled it. We can stroke these lovely bays,
under a glass as if they were expected to blossom,
or as if to provide a clean cage for invisible fish.
The names of seashore towns run out to sea,
the names of cities cross the neighboring mountains
âthe printer here experiencing the same excitement
as when emotion too far exceeds its cause.
These peninsulas take the water between thumb and finger
like women feeling for the smoothness of yard-goods.
Mapped waters are more quiet than the land is,
lending the land their wavesâ own conformation:
and Norwayâs hare runs south in agitation,
profiles investigate the sea, where land is.
Are they assigned, or can the countries pick their colors?
âWhat suits the character or the native waters best.
Topography displays no favorites; Northâs as near as West.
More delicate than the historiansâ are the map-makersâ colors.
I wonder if this is what weâre all trying to do, whether here, at That Other Place, or wherever.
Thereâs a general concept of âthird placesâ - social places outside of home and work, where community forms. (The video in Mindysanâs post above at Well this is interesting - #4980 by mindysan33 is a good background and criticism.)
Thereâs also a book Bowling Alone - The Collapse and Revival of American Community about how participation in all types of community groups has plummeted since the 1960s. The title comes from the bowling leagues people would join at the local bowling alley, or getting together to play bridge with the neighbors, but it covers various types of community organization, political organization, and of course, churches are a big one.
Church is or can be or used to be, a major one of those. Itâs not just the main religious services. Itâs hanging out in the basement with the bus drivers having coffee and donuts early in the morning before they go out on their routes. Itâs setting things up for the daycare / Sunday school and/or teaching. Itâs managing the field trips out to the farm or whatever for the teen youth group. Itâs practicing music with the band or chorus. Helping out with a wedding or meals for the homeless or in the thrift shop or the craft show or the bake sale. Meeting your neighbors and talking and doing stuff together.
And yeah, I think this is directly related, and one of the ways we fill in for those other things that are just missing in most of our lives now. We have an easygoing community here that fits all of the characteristics of a third place. And it gives a sense of community. Not quite the same as a church, but hits some of the same notes, though not all of them.
That is interesting. Iâve driven under that bridge hundreds of times and never thought about it.
There was a community there then, but not now.
Maybe it does, maybe it doesnât.
Depending on how one looks at it, Mr Landisâs story either changes nothing or everything.
Oh. So long as itâs clear, then.
âAre you going solve it to anybodyâs 100% satisfaction? No,â Mr Posner said. âItâs a case that will never be closed, for most people.â
For most people?
Yeah, the evidence overwhelmingly supports a single shot and that Oswald acted alone, but letâs just keep making shit up for the clicks!
The full story is here, and itâs a doozy:
Basically, Mr. Willingham got tired of DC basically constantly ignoring and violating his contract, so heâs putting the full IP into the public domain. It doesnât void his contract with DC, but at least in theory, anybody can play in his universe now.