“Esquire: I think so. Does that mean you’re a religious or spiritual man?
William H. Macy: No, no, I’m not. I’m not religious. It’s an issue now, ‘cause I’ve got two little kids, and I feel you can’t grow up without knowledge of religion. There was something in National Geographic about the number of phrases we use every day that come from the King James Bible. It’s really had a huge effect on us. It’s right up there with Shakespeare.
ESQ: I’m Jewish, so I really only know the Old Testament, but I remember reading the Book of Job in a college course, and it’s a completely secular sort of reading.
WHM: It’s our culture. It’s the foundation of our culture. So anyway, I try to be a good guy. I try to tell the truth, but I’m not religious.”—William H Macy talks with Esquire about religion, religious literature (and many other things
Ted knocks up a $10 hooker, and then refuses to recognize his children when she confronts him. Years later, consumed with remorse and hooked on pain meds, Ted tells a long, rambling story about his heyday to his children in hopes they will see him as a once-good person.
“Jesus waited three days to come back to life. It was perfect! If he had only waited one day, a lot of people wouldn’t have even heard he died. They’d be all, “Hey Jesus, what up?” and Jesus would probably be like, “What up? I died yesterday!” and they’d be all, “Uh, you look pretty alive to me, dude…” and then Jesus would have to explain how he was resurrected, and how it was a miracle, and the dude’d be like “Uhh okay, whatever you say, bro…” And he’s not gonna come back on a Saturday. Everybody’s busy, doing chores, workin’ the loom, trimmin’ the beard, NO. He waited the perfect number of days, three. Plus it’s Sunday, so everyone’s in church already, and they’re all in there like “Oh no, Jesus is dead”, and then BAM! He bursts in the back door, runnin’ up the aisle, everyone’s totally psyched, and FYI, that’s when he invented the high five. That’s why we wait three days to call a woman, because that’s how long Jesus wants us to wait…. True story.”—Barney Stinson, How I Met Your Mother (via itsfarah)
“Kids, I got that mustache, and the offers came rolling in. Way easier money, and I still got to be a, um, real architect on the side. Your mother and I co-starred in an AVN-winning feature, so, Hollywood royalty!”
Even with the long life expectancy of giant tortoises, an Aldabra Giant Tortoise named Adwaita blows all others away with a life lasting around 255 years. Estimates put his birth date around 1750, making him an entire generation older than the United States of America.
“Kids, as you know, your mother was Lily and your father was Marshall. And they died in that car crash. But I’m retelling this story as if I was the father, because I never did find the mother of my children.”
You might have heard about a major solar storm that is hitting Earth right now. It’s the biggest to hit us since 2005. You’ve also probably heard a few people say, “I didn’t feel anything.”
As our friends at 13.7 explained earlier today, the storms have the ability to disrupt sensitive electronics and even the power grid. Usually none of those things happen. But, today’s solar storm did cause a bit of disruption.
As Fox Business reports, Delta Air Lines rerouted at least six planes that were supposed to cross the North Pole. —Eyder Peralta
“It’s perfectly rational and reasonable for progressives to decide that the evils of their candidate are outweighed by the evils of the GOP candidate, whether Ron Paul or anyone else. An honest line of reasoning in this regard would go as follows: Yes, I’m willing to continue to have Muslim children slaughtered by covert drones and cluster bombs, and America’s minorities imprisoned by the hundreds of thousands for no good reason, and the CIA able to run rampant with no checks or transparency, and privacy eroded further by the unchecked Surveillance State, and American citizens targeted by the President for assassination with no due process, and whistleblowers threatened with life imprisonment for “espionage,” and the Fed able to dole out trillions to bankers in secret, and a substantially higher risk of war with Iran (fought by the U.S. or by Israel with U.S. support) in exchange for less severe cuts to Social Security, Medicare and other entitlement programs, the preservation of the Education and Energy Departments, more stringent environmental regulations, broader health care coverage, defense of reproductive rights for women, stronger enforcement of civil rights for America’s minorities, a President with no associations with racist views in a newsletter, and a more progressive Supreme Court. Without my adopting it, that is at least an honest, candid, and rational way to defend one’s choice.”—
Glenn Greenwald is on another planet, perhaps, but this is an argument worth engaging. Well, except for Ron Paul, bless him, not actually winning any votes that matter.
“To achieve maximum efficiency and power, a car’s computer receives thousands of signals every second from sensors all over the engine and body. Based on the car’s speed, ambient temperature, and a dozen other variables, the computer tells a fuel injector to squirt a precise amount of gasoline (anywhere from one to 100 10,000ths of an ounce) at the instant that the piston is in the right position (and anywhere from 10 to 200 times a second). For this to work, the injector must be perfectly constructed. When squirting gas, the syringe moves forward and back a total distance of 70 microns—about the width of a human hair—and a microscopic imperfection in the metal, or even a speck of dust, will block the movement and disable the injector. The tip of the plunger—a ball that meets a conical housing to create a seal—has to be machined to a tolerance of a quarter micron, or 10 millionths of an inch, about the size of a virus. That precision explains why fuel injectors are likely to be made in the United States for years to come. They require up-to-date technology, strong quality assurance, and highly skilled workers, all of which are easier to find in the United States than in most factories in low-wage countries.”—Making It in America - Magazine - The Atlantic
I’ve said it before: I’d be shocked if NBC is still a functioning major network in 10 years, maybe 5. They still do well in most other time slots (and even win them), but the days of 8 to 11 prime time, 7 days a week are coming to an end for NBC. No reason for Comcast to waste its money.
“The reality is that Romney would have been in violation of his fiduciary duty to his investors had he concentrated on creating jobs, rather than extracting as much money as he possibly could from the companies he bought. For instance, Worldwide Grinding Systems was a win for Bain, where it made $12 million on its initial $8 million investment, plus another $4.5 million in consulting fees. But the firm ended up in bankruptcy, 750 people lost their jobs, and the US government had to bail out the company’s pension plan to the tune of $44 million.”—Felix Salmon: How Capitalism Kills Companies | Epicenter | Wired.com
“Tebow has come to expose something weirdly profound in our culture. This is America, circa 2012: 43 percent of the people who know about Tebow believe divine intervention is a factor in his success. African Americans (60 percent) and Latinos (81 percent) believe God’s hand is reaching down to create more perfect spirals for #15.”—
Exhibit A in the case of our failed education system.
“The inevitable end of the Tebow train. The New Orleans-San Francisco game was obviously the better game, but Denver-New England was equally compelling. For a second. The thing about the way the Broncos have played with Tebow of late is that it allowed anyone so willing to suspend their disbelief. “They can’t really hang with the Patriots.” “Yeah, but have you seen what he’s been able to do? You never know.” This is the real Tebow Legacy—and it’s why we love sports. Not because we want to see Tebow fail and not because people call him a “winner,” “gamer,” “underdog” or any other euphemism for “not very good.” We love watching sports because we love watching crazy shit happen. Sometimes that crazy shit is a wildly over-matched team beating its superior. Tebow and the Broncos piloted that roller coaster ride for half the season and made people think that the crazy shit happening before their eyes was actually more than just crazy shit happening before their eyes. It’s true, you never do know, even when you should know better. There’s no way the Broncos had a chance but even the most die-hard anti-Tebowists out there couldn’t have felt completely confident saying that going into the game. There is always that doubt—or hope, depending on your perspective—that something crazy and inexplicable will happen (Like Alex Smith and Vernon Davis looking like Steve Young and Terrell Owens). Eventually though, it becomes too much to handle and we want the world to right itself and last night it finally did.”—Tim Tebow Losing Is Why We Love Sports
“Choosing a favorite episode of The Simpsons during its golden era is a Sophie’s Choice-type proposition, in that it almost invariably leads to the death of a small child. (And yet I’m doing it here all the same!) Television doesn’t get better than The Simpsons at its best: For that matter, pop culture doesn’t get better than The Simpsons at its best. And I cannot think of an episode that has stuck with me or provided more pure joy than “Marge Vs. The Monorail.” I grew up loving musicals—my father fed me a steady diet of them as a kid, in an attempt to rid me of my burgeoning heterosexuality—so when my favorite program spoofed one of my favorite musicals, The Music Man, I was overjoyed. Actually, “Marge Vs. The Monorail” doesn’t spoof The Music Man so much as it pays loving homage. As written by young-whippersnapper-with-a-rosy-future Conan O’Brien, the episode is defined by an infectious sense of joy, never more so than during “Monorail Song,” a toe-tapping spoof of The Music Man’s “Trouble.” But the soul of “Marge Vs. The Monorail” is Phil Hartman’s wonderful vocal turn as con-man extraordinaire Lyle Lanley. Lanley was the latest in a long line of smarmy über-narcissists Hartman voiced on The Simpsons (you might remember him from such unforgettable early fixtures as Troy McClure and Lionel Hutz, as well as a number of great Lanley-like one-shot characters) but Hartman made me root for him and his nefarious schemes all the same, even if, unlike The Music Man’s Henry Hill, his huckster exterior most assuredly did not mask the proverbial heart of gold.”—
A very long quote about Nathan Rabin’s ultimate “if you only watch one episode” episode of “The Simpsons.”
Here’s the thing: I will always want more women’s (and feminist) voices in the mainstream media, particularly in politics. There’s an overwhelming byline gender gap and that needs to change. But The Washington Post’s new lady blog, “She the People,” is not a step in the right direction….