A recent Washington Post [wapo] had something in it that caught my eye.
When I was a kid one of my favorite museum tours in Paris was the Musée des égouts de Paris – the sewer museum. Paris’ sewers go back a long way; they were semi-open rivers of effluent, like the Thames in London or the Cloaca Maxima in Rome; often these were rivers that were thoroughly ruined then built over and forgotten as long as the nasty stuff flowed the right direction.
The US Air Force made a bizarre tweet-post on New Years, of a bomber and the observation that they can drop bombs anywhere.
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Anyone who heard about the night raids in Afghanistan should have been worried: it marks a shift from trying to engage an enemy on clear ground to hitting them where they live. As someone who grew up during the war in Vietnam, it’s hard not to think of “Search and Destroy” missions and the Phoenix Program.
One of the assets of a company is its endowment or its retirement fund. In principle, it’s money that has been set aside for employees’ pensions when they retire.
Kestrel made me a neck gooby out of the mokume-gane I sent her!
US citizen Otto Warmbier died after 17 months in North Korea, during which he was abused, ignored, exposed to cold and not fed.
It seems silly to worry about polar bears and whales and whatnot, when humans appear to be lining up a Permian Extinction-style wipeout for everyone. But it seems as it humans are rushing toward the freight train screaming “come at me, bro!”
It’s necessary to have people out there to help collect information about what’s happening in the world; ideally they then report on it reasonably honestly.