(Richard Nixon playing the piano on The Tonight Show, 1963.)
Zeitgasm Linkblog
I'm using this as a linkblog addendum to Zeitgasm proper.
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Writers of The Daily Show put together this YouTube clip to explain the hypocrisy of Viacom, in their usual style. “Not The Daily Show, With Some Writer.”
Nov 12
» Wikipedia: Cat-burning
A form of zoosadistic entertainment in 16th century Paris, France, where people would gather dozens of cats in a net, hoist them onto a bonfire, and then shriek “with laughter as the animals, howling with pain, were singed, roasted, and finally carbonized.”
Nov 11
An advert for BBC World.
Nov 10
Cover for Architecture in Helsinki’s latest. via sleevage.com
Excellent new webcomic. via www.wetherobots.com/
Awesome artwork for the new release from Tycho. via www.virb.com/tycho
Nov 08
Nov 05
“ Obama’s candidacy in this sense is a potentially transformational one. Unlike any of the other candidates, he could take America—finally—past the debilitating, self-perpetuating family quarrel of the Baby Boom generation that has long engulfed all of us. So much has happened in America in the past seven years, let alone the past 40, that we can be forgiven for focusing on the present and the immediate future. But it is only when you take several large steps back into the long past that the full logic of an Obama presidency stares directly—and uncomfortably—at you.
Nov 04
“ Like I said, we all love print—and champion it—but we always realize that things change and new possibilities emerge. I won’t be surprised if my son only reads in electronic media when he’s an adult. If that happens, I won’t be as sad as a lot of book people. To me, the magic is in the words, the way they leap from the page. You know, I’m a Whitman guy, and old Walt was a printer himself but hated the obstacles of printing. “I was chilled with the cold types, cylinder, wet paper between us,” he wrote. “I pass so poorly with paper and types, I must pass with the contact of bodies and souls.” If the web allows us to be in contact with more readers—more souls—then how could we not be thrilled by its infinite promise? I think any magazine that doesn’t recognize these new possiblities—or willfully ignores them—does so at its peril.
The Blue Ribbon Glee Club Live: An acapella version of Pixies, Where Is My Mind?
