this has always fascinated me. I first learned it about 25 years ago, and ever since, every time I see a capital letter A a tiny voice inside me goes “bull!”
Fun to see an actual scholarly version of this, because I first read it as explained (-ish) by one of Kipling’s “Just So Stories” a very, very long time ago…
Hey don’t cry. .one half pounds of asparagus, placed on a baking sheet, drizzled with olive oil, and then add a third of a bulb of garlic finely chopped, paprika, salt, pepper, lemon juice, fresh rosemary, toss and broil in the oven OK?
Okay but jokes aside I got a little emotional seeing some of the responses to this silly little post where I made my favorite way to cook asparagus (and green beans!) into a joke. There’s no big meaningful philosophical statement for you here there really is just “If you are sad I would cook delicious food for you and I hope it would help”. The original joke of absurdism has just turned into a statement where the punchline is that someone loves you deeply and wants you to eat well, and we share that like any joke in the hopes that it makes others happier if only for a few moments. Anyway, all that said and done, I love you, I love you and I hope we both eat well
no more tears! salmon filet, no more than ¾ inch thick, placed on a lightly oiled baking sheet, rub with enough olive oil to cover it in a thin layer on the top and sides, sprinkle with your favorite greek seasoning (mine is Cavender’s) until the seasoning is a nice, thin, even layer so you see more spice than fish, then place thin slices of lemon (carefully remove seeds first!) in the center of each side of the filet, grab a couple sprigs of fresh rosemary and clap them between your hands to release the tasty rosemary scent, place them over the filet balancing on the lemon slices, then bake at 425 degrees for 15min (you can add a minute or two if it’s really thick), take it out and cover it with a ‘tent’ made of aluminum foil for a few minutes so it will finish cooking and stay juicy
Katherine Applegate tweeted this letter yesterday in response to the absolute bullshit going down in the Texas and her intent on missing the TLA conference (click the link for transcript in tweet form).
This does not even begin to cover the weirdness of cathode ray televisions.
They are literally particle accelerators that you point at your face.
And for eighty years, Americans’ favorite thing to do was turn them on and stare at them for hours.
If you overcharge them, they emit gamma radiation.
Servicing them is like disarming a bomb – their capacitors are enormous and are usually charged to hundreds or thousands of volts, and most of them have no bleed system that drains that charge, meaning that they can still be dangerous months or years after the last time they were powered up. A discharge can not only electrocute you, it can cause tools to melt or explode.
A black-and-white cathode ray TV driven by an unmodulated analog signal is theoretically capable of resolution that would require a microscope to perceive.
Old school CRT monitors had the same issues.
Back when, I worked at a small whitebox pc manufacturer. One day, a service tech brought back an older, gigantic (30 inch or so) AutoCAD monitor from a service call. The customer said “Made me feel nauseous”
So, we put it on the bench and fired it up. You immediately felt the hair on your body stand up, and my co worker put his hand up close to turn the power off, and his hand and forearm started spasming - I yanked the power cord from the wall as the tingle I was feeling began to feel hot.
No idea what was wrong with the thing, but it was kicking out some serious electro magnetic radiation.
Remembering the almost imperceptible high pitched buzzing that let you know the tv was still on even when nothing was on the screen. Also putting your forearm near the screen and watching the hairs stand up
The little crackle if you touched the screen to wipe it…
I heard an interview, can’t remember the psychologist, but he was explaining this idea and encouraging people to stop and take a deep breath and literally drink in small moments like you’re a dryass plant when something is ever satisfactory, positive, mildly successful, randomly joyful so your brain can code and integrate that experience because our natural lizard brain will quickly tape over it with mostly unnecessary negative survival shit. Sounds dumb and dorky but sometimes I remember this when I’m feeling good about a moment because our cave brains are still catching up with modern life without sabertooths. I like that it’s not just a pollyanna gosh just be more positive thing but more of a legit brain wiring phenomenon can be gradually hacked through small behavioral changes.
Another super important one: Take the time to tell yourself, when something you did or bought or decided works out “That was a good decision and I’m glad I made it! Go me!”
Seriously, it can have a huge impact. suddenly you go from remembering nothing but bad decisions to adding in a series of Excellent Choices You Feel Good About, and it makes things so much better.
“I urge you to please notice when you are happy, and exclaim or murmur or think at some point, “If this isn’t nice, I don’t know what is.” —Kurt Vonnegut