Tuesday, September 20, 2016
These are not the victims of postindustrial blight I’m talking about; they are successful people who worked hard and built good lives but who are left nonetheless strangely isolated, in attenuated communities, and who are left radiating the residual sadness of the lonely heart.
David Brooks and worth reading for a change. I don't actually think this decline of successful people in old age is recent.
When Trump talks about what he will create and what he will eliminate, he doesn’t depart from three core principles: in his view, America is doing too much to try to solve the world’s problems; trade agreements are damaging the country; and immigrants are detrimental to it. He wanders and hedges and doubles back, but he is governed by a strong instinct for self-preservation, and never strays too far from his essential positions. Roger Stone, a long-serving Trump adviser, told me it is a mistake to imagine that Trump does not mean to fulfill his most radical ideas. “Maybe, in the end, the courts don’t allow him to temporarily ban Muslims,” Stone said. “That’s fine—he can ban anybody from Egypt, from Syria, from Libya, from Saudi Arabia. He’s a Reagan-type pragmatist.”
Survivors of the hellish 2014 crossing from Morocco to the southern shore of Spain described how the accused, the Muslim captain of the inflatable craft identified as Alain N. B., blamed Christian passengers for the onset of a storm and forced six men off the boat to a certain death.
Rather an indelicate place to raise the issue, but it has always struck me that people show an irrationally high discount rate (if that makes sense) when they allow themselves, for example, to be "pushed off the boat to certain death." If my death was certain, why wouldn't I fight for all that I'm worth not to be pushed off the boat? So I would be "killed when the captain tried to push him off the boat." The same goes for walking the plank, getting into a car when someone points a gun at you, etc. Are you hoping against hope that you will be miraculously saved or something? Odd.
Nearly all 50 states have lured Hollywood productions with millions of dollars in special tax incentives for filmmaking, but new USC research shows the incentives fail to deliver the long-term economic benefits promised by industry lobbyists and lawmakers.
I note that Idaho is not one of the deluded states, notwithstanding its scenic attractions.
But the Great Pacific Garbage Patch has always been less substantial than it sounds, less an island in the ocean than a big idea that floats around inside our heads. It’s a throwback to the time when environmental threats were made of solid things—empty bottles, fishing nets, nuclear waste, canisters of slime—that could be gathered up and buried or incinerated. Today’s pollution, both in the air and in the ocean, blows and flows around the planet in clouds of tiny particles, as garbage in a gaseous state. It’s hard enough to grasp, let alone to manage.
I thought it was real.
Russia and the Syrian government denied Tuesday they were behind the airstrikes on a humanitarian aid convoy in northern Syria that killed at least 12 people and cast further doubt on the fate of a cease-fire aimed at bringing a semblance of calm to the war-torn country.
“No airstrikes on the United Nations humanitarian convoy in the southwestern outskirts of Aleppo were carried out by Russian or Syrian aviation,” the Russian military said in Moscow.
Aghast at a deadly aerial bombing of 31 humanitarian supply trucks authorized to travel in Syria, United Nations officials suspended all aid convoys in the war-ravaged country on Tuesday, described the attack as a possible war crime and called the bombers cowards.
The strike on the trucks, which were carrying critically needed supplies of food and medicine bound for rebel-held areas of Syria’s western Aleppo Province happened on Monday evening after the Syrian military declared that it regarded a seven-day partial cease-fire as over.
But in recent years, progressive architects have started to take on topography too, and embed houses into their surrounding landscapes—a technique that might have made the iconic writer and architect proud (he died in 1988). These homes offer alternative forms of living, reflect and respect nature, and minimize the impact on the environment, all of which were tenets of Rudofsky’s writings. On the shores of the Colorado River in central Texas, for example, the Edgeland House is a modern re-interpretation of the Native American pit house.
Some of these houses are cool.