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Admin: retry - cutting racial talks, keeping threads unrepetitive

As Dagblog has devolved into talk about "whitesplaining" and "blacksplaining" and never ending polemics on racism, the Civil War, "pity Olympics", et al, from now on white Dagbloggers will no longer try to explain black people, and black Dagbloggers will no longer try to explain white people. Except for Danny and anyone else on the masthead, who can do whatever they please. (I personally will abide by my diktat).

Admin: no more racial talk (except Danny)

As Dagblog has devolved into talk about "whitesplaining" and "blacksplaining" and never ending polemics on racism, the Civil War, "pity Olympics", et al, from now on white Dagbloggers will no longer try to explain black people, and black Dagbloggers will no longer try to explain white people. Except for Danny and anyone else on the masthead, who can do whatever they please. (I personally will abide by my diktat).

Papyr R Us or Da Hammurabi Code

Hobby Lobby gets a new claim to fame in the Egyptology/Biblical Origins trade

https://www.theguardian.com/news/2020/jan/09/a-scandal-in-oxford-the-cur...

"My City Was Gone", Addis version

Ethiopian cartoonist documents culture flux - could be any major city (hat tip AA - Art App, not Addis Ababa...)

https://www.theguardian.com/cities/2019/dec/27/from-kiosks-to-concrete-j...

Neuromancer grown up: Future as Past

We're already living he future - not as a singularity, but as a haphazard assault on the senses.

Will we survive? How even to process this as a writer - there's nothing ooh-aah that's not taken over in 5 seconds by something outlandish on the outside, either political ore technological or societal. The Seer is struggling to keep up.

William Gibson:

https://www.newyorker.com/magazine/2019/12/16/how-william-gibson-keeps-h...

 

 

Maus Over: A Look in the Spiegel, Man

[worth holding around longer than In The News pieces]

While Art Spiegelman became the persona he'd resisted:

http://www.slate.com/articles/arts/books/2008/10/making-comics-after-mau...

Fascinating read how comic book heroes grew up mainly as creation of mainly underclass Jews as some kind of New York groundswell of response to rising fascism:

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Born in swaddling clothes (designer, of course) at the confluence of big waters, my first recorded words were "Dad, can I have the keys to the car?" Raised a Southern Pedestrian, my musical talents were recognized at an early age, leading to my being exiled to the shed out back with a stack of books that became my eddykayshun - advanced readin', writin' & ritmytick, creating a major quandary of "what will I do, oh what will I do?" (Gunslinger) As an old black man advised in song, "You Gotta Move", so move I did, traveling the byways sideways even a lot of driveways, picking up sticks and psychological tics, even movin' to Beverlee through a quaint misunderstanding of the seriousness of TV series, until finally I blew up so big the carry nation incarnation tarnation couldn't hold me no more, so I fixed my sights on yonder sitar, and like Queequeg and Paul Bowles and one of those abducted kids by the Pied Piper of Hamelin, I ventured forth to the larger world, pickin' and grinnin', doin' me some reckonin' and naughts from naughts, occasionally rightin', building me some buildings and wiring and just trying to understand the babble comin' out of people's mouths and heads, I finally ended up in what Rummy quaintly calls "New Europe", which ain't so new from what I sees, but that pit in my stomach from lack-of-moving-sickness finally disappeared, and instead I sit behind a whopping big desk stacked with missives from all the chiefs with big whampum around the world telling me "what's going on". Which seems like a load of boolshit to me, but I guess that's what keeps me busy and entertained now, separatin' the weeds from the chapstick. So my name is Perry Keys, or Peracles to you, and since my mammy always said, "say please and thank you", I added the please, but I'm holdin' back on that thankee until I feel you've earned it. But do welcome, and I hope we's a gonna have a real good time. It all starts with, "I wuz born a poor young white chile livin' in the South..." and we cycle through again, like Nietzsche and his infernal regurgence. So enjoy, and let's spin a spell...

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