My problem with steampunk — This essay more or less aligns with something I've said for a while: that in print fiction at least, and movies as well, steampunk is an aesthetic, not a movement. It doesn't have the sharply-defined themes or critical backbone that (for example) cyberpunk did/does. In fact, my forthcoming single-title novella The Baby Killers (from PS Publishing this summer) is my own attempt to address this, but I'm fairly certain I failed. Failed nobly and well, one hopes, but still... ETA: Updated to a more accessible link.
The Money Killers: 1917 — There's something about the phrase "Destruction Committee. Maceration of old currency" that just rolls off the tongue.
Discovering the Soul of the Ringlings’ Circus — Classic circus photos.
Listening to (and Saving) the World’s Languages — Lost languages in New York City. As Huey Lewis asked, "Where else can you do a half a million things / All at a quarter to three?" (Via Language Log.)
Why don't you learn German, Spanish, and French?? And Chinese and Arabic for good measure. — An essay about language acquisition, and how it plays into the immigration debate. Yes, Virginia, English is a darned hard language to learn. (Thanks to CH via goulo.)
Strict Abortion Measures Enacted in Oklahoma — A second measure passed into law on Tuesday prevents women who have had a disabled baby from suing a doctor for withholding information about birth defects while the child was in the womb. Conservative America: an identity defined by persecuting pregnant women. Stay classy, guys. You do it so well.
The Party of No Credibility — This evidence accumulated over ten years shows a shameful but undeniable fact of American politics: our right wing now contains a lot more liars, and a lot more folks who spread lies out of gullibility or wishfulness, than our left wing. Also, this just in: the sun rose in the east this morning.
?otD: How many languages do you speak?
Writing time yesterday: none (chemo brain)
Body movement: 30 minute stationary bike ride
Hours slept: 7.0 (solid)
This morning's weigh-in: 232.0
Yesterday's chemo stress index: 4/10 (fatigue)
Currently (re)reading: Lords and Ladies by Terry Pratchett