Joulukalenterin 22. luukku

In addition to being scandalous and sexually explicit, these cases demonstrate that medieval people spoke frankly and openly about their sex lives, in a way that we may not have imagined. They show how male family members, housemates, and neighbors not only discussed, viewed, and compared each other’s genitals but even held and stroked them in church court–sanctioned hand jobs.

The Distinguished Medieval Penis Investigators

Joulukalenterin 19. luukku

(One reason road cycling has historically been so much more important in France, Spain and Italy than in the UK is that in those more sparsely populated countries getting a crowd together in one place to watch a match was difficult, whereas during a Grand Tour your sporting heroes could come to you.)

Better on TV

Joulukalenterin 18. luukku

The traditional division of Roman emperors into ‘good’ and ‘bad’ has as much to do with the factional loyalties of our sources as with any actual moral calculus: by any modern reckoning they were all terrible, even if some were better than others at maintaining peace (or order) within the empire’s frontiers and making sure its inhabitants were fed and housed.

Sheets of Fire and Leaping Flames

Joulukalenterin 16. luukku

Well, I’ve never felt constrained by any of it because at the end of the day, I know this to be true: Between action and cut, it’s mine. Now, it’s only 30, 40 seconds, but between action and cut, it’s mine. What you want to do with it after that is up to you, but between action and cut, between when the curtain goes up and the curtain goes down, it’s mine.

In Conversation: Laurence Fishburne

Joulukalenterin 15. luukku

“What’s going on in that?” Reichelt said, looking at a photo of a musician wearing lederhosen and a high-and-tight haircut. Reichelt was munching on chocolate now. I had been told that Bild editorial meetings could be rough going, but this one was running smoothly.

“That’s the folk singer Andreas Gabalier,” said another man at the table. “He going to be awarded the Karl Valentin prize in Munich, but apparently he’s some kind of rightwing hardliner.”

“What’s he doing in the photo?” Reichelt asked.

“Apparently he’s contorted his body into the form of a swastika,” the man replied.

“I don’t quite see it,” Reichelt said.

“Couldn’t it just be a walk-like-an-Egyptian dance move there?”

“Yes, it’s all a bit unclear.”

“All right, we’ll just say that some people interpret it as a swastika.”

“OK, got it.”

Bild, Merkel and the culture wars: the inside story of Germany’s biggest tabloid

Joulukalenterin 14. luukku

Unlike the gods of yore, we have no reason to believe that Big God Internet will always get things right. Thinkers in the Abrahamic tradition spent centuries assuring themselves that their Big God possessed omnibenevolence to match His omnipotence. Descartes rejected sceptical worries about an evil deceiver on the grounds that a good God would never permit it. Leibniz concluded that ours must be the best of all possible worlds, since it is the one that a good God has allowed us. For these thinkers, it was simply too existentially horrifying to allow that they might be in the hands of a vicious or indifferent god.

The internet is an angry and capricious god