Sunday, September 8, 2013

Weekend roundup

Egypt's latest scapegoat: Syrian refugees.

Gawker offers a thorough calling-out of Richard Cohen.

Harvard Business School graduates underwent a social experiment

Can we come to a reasoned middle ground on the role of technology in agriculture?

These ink-in-water photos are really cool; I wish there was a link to more of them.

Are house calls the future? The science of famous for being famous.

I take her point (and that on the Ms. blog) but I'm glad I don't address any groups where anyone really cares. Look, I'm going to do it now: Guys, Stolichnaya is actually made in Latvia. Where, ironically, people who care about society wouldn't mind a domestic vodka boycott.

For once, I agree with the letter-writer more than I do with Carolyn: the potential stress over comparatively minor weight gain is not the same as that of rising cleaning costs for a yacht.

The late William Glasser pioneered the idea that we have control over our happiness. See also Delia Ephron on having it all:
To me, having it all — if one wants to define it at all — is the magical time when what you want and what you have match up. Like an eclipse. A total eclipse is when the moon is at its perigee, the earth is at its greatest distance from the sun, and when the sun is observed near zenith. I have no idea what that means. I got the description off a science Web site, but one thing is clear: it’s rare. This eclipse never lasts more than seven minutes and 31 seconds.
Personally, I believe having it all can last longer than that. It might be a fleeting moment — drinking a cup of coffee on a Sunday morning when the light is especially bright. It might also be a few undisturbed hours with a novel I’m in love with, a three-hour lunch with my best friend, reading “Goodnight Moon” to a child, watching a Nadal-Federer match. Having it all definitely involves an ability to seize the moment, especially when it comes to sports. It can be eating in bed when you’re living on your own for the first time or the first weeks of a new job when everything is new, uncertain and a bit scary. It’s when all your senses are engaged. It’s when you feel at peace with someone you love. And that isn’t often. Loving someone and being at peace with him (or her) are two different things. Having it all are moments in life when you suspend judgment. It’s when I attain that elusive thing called peace of mind.
Robin Givhan shows us fashion writing at its best.

Oh, Bill Cunningham, I've been wearing one-piece dresses for years. Like he says, "you just put it on, zip it up, and you're gone."

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