Please pardon the acronyms in the title (expansions forthcoming in the post), I’m attempting to keep my post titles reasonably concise. Which is exactly what the final sentence in the quote below does in relation to the rest of the paragraph preceding it: it restates the whole argument of the paragraph pithily in just five words: Extraordinary claims require extraordinary evidence.
Science
Were you online in ’95-ish?
Sadly, the unsung programmer who created Trumpet Winsock, Tasmanian Peter Tattam, didn’t get paid for most of those copies; millions of free give-aways that saw hardly a brass razoo come back to him.
Seminaring
I am spending most of this week in a room like this, so the last thing I want to do when I get home is spend *more* time on the ‘puter. Which makes posting tricksie.
So, in no particular order:
Happy Darwin Day
Charles Darwin was born 202 years ago today, and the International Darwin Day Foundation uses February 12th each year to celebrate Darwin, Science and Humanity. In November it will be 152 years since the publication of his paradigm-shattering work, On the Origin of Species by Means of Natural Selection, or the Preservation of Favoured Races in the Struggle for Life.
Working Mum it’s all your fault too.
Just when you thought it was Ladies of Leisure being at fault now it’s working mothers making their children fat.
Gratuitous Google doodle blogging
It’s to honour Jules Verne. Interactive steampunk ahoy!
Femmostroppo Reader January 29, 2011
Items of interest come across recently in my feed-reader. What did I miss? Leave your own interesting links in comments.
Femmostroppo Reader January 26, 2011
Items of interest come across recently in my feed-reader. What did I miss? Leave your own interesting links in comments.
Quicklink: Tim Lambert zings Andrew Bolt
Yes, Andrew: a pdf labelled ‘Chapter 4’ is never ever going to be the “whole report” now, is it? So perhaps your pronouncement that “not once did it mention floods” was rather courageous (in the Sir Humphrey sense) on your part.
A 1950s Alternative Universe
on Saturday night I found myself watching a late-night 1950s black and white movie – something I haven’t done much of since the demise of Bill Collins and Ivan Hutchinson’s shows. Oh, how I used to love those old black and white movies (cue massive eyeroll from the kids). Some of the interest lies in a mixture of plot points which appear to have been written while dropping acid combined with gender and class expectations which are all too real.
Hoyden About Town 