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I read two interesting article in wired.com recently (it is a magazine for nerds, so if you don’t know about it, that’s fine); one titled The Man Who’s Trying to Kill Dark Matter, and the other called Here’s What Sci-Fi Can Teach Us About Fascism. The first is a story about a Dutch theoretical physicist, Erik Verlinde, arguing that dark matter does not exist. (Actually, he posted a 51-page paper about it online.)Read More
A BBC story reports : Lab tests on a consignment of rice seized by Nigerian customs officials show that the product is "contaminated" but not with plastic, the National Agency For Food and Drugs (Nafdac) says.
Drat. What a waste of a good story? Trump would have loved it.
Just when I was starting to visualise groups of evil oriental scientists (presumably Chinese; yes, we can blame anything on them these days) in starched white coats, in bright space-age labs focussed on inventing plastic rice (as they did with eggs some years ago) ...Read More
It can’t be all that bad, can it. Although it will probably be. What were they thinking? How could they be so dumb? Everything we have achieved has come to nought.
Wussies and pussies. Cry babies. Latte sipping liberals who talk so loudly, laugh so loudly, as though you are the only ones who matter, who know everything, that everything is about you, that everyone should simply bend over and take it. How dare anyone disagree with anything you say, right? Wrong! ...Read More
September 23, 2009. I was in the kitchen soaking up the reports of Ond0y in the newspapers. My morning tea had become tepid, although it was just a moment ago that I had prepared it.
Isabelle, my house help, came in through the back door at eight. ‘Malamig’! ‘Malakas ng hangin’! That was how she greeted me that morning. Not with the usual good morning, ma’m. I wondered why she spoke Tagalog. Maybe Tagalog expressed the feelings of ‘cold’ and ‘strong’ better.
It was unusually windy and cold outside. Quite different from the time I landed in Manila about five months ago. The wind was so strong that Isabelle had secured the garden chairs with raffia.Read More