“I once picked up a guy from the Hellfire club, an S&M club, and by the time I dropped him off on the Upper East Side, he had changed his leather cap and everything and put on a pink oxford shirt and some penny loafers. ‘Good morning, sir,’ the doorman said.”
“With the spread of American train networks in the late 1800s, more and more hobos … tried their luck on the rails… leaving their marks along the way, including visual symbols scrawled or etched as messages to fellow travelers.” [Kurt Kohlstedt] 99percentinvisible.org/…
Includes two whole states — Alaska and Colorado. I had no idea the population of Alaska is so small. www.zillow.com/blog/7-p…
Jim Jones and nearly all of his inner circle of leaders were white, but much of his cult was black. Writer Jamilah King has a family connection to the tragedy, and explores its history giving community and assistance to black Americans who had nowhere else to go:
The vast majority of … popular accounts center predominately on Jones, who was white, and the perspectives of white survivors. Each anniversary of the massacre, though, brings a more sober look at how race functioned within the church, like Sikivu Hutchinson’s 2015 novel White Nights, Black Paradise. More than 90 percent of Peoples Temple members were African American. Jones even modeled the cadences and substance of his preaching on those of a black spiritual leader named Father Divine, a sort of T.D. Jakes of the early 20th century. Of the roughly 1,000 Peoples Temple members who moved to Guyana before its tragic end there, 70 percent were black and almost half were black women. A number of those were black women over the age of 61; the burgeoning community relied in part on the $36,000 per month in Social Security benefits that these women brought in….
The Jonestown mass suicide was “the largest single loss of American civilian life outside of 9/11.”
In 1947, ten “unfriendly” witnesses refused to testify before the House Un-American Activities Committee about Communism in Hollywood. They believed the Constitution would protect them. www.youmustrememberthis…
You’ll hate me for posting this and hate yourself for watching it.
Unless you’re, y’know, looking at porn at the moment. In which case we’ll wait.
And at the end, one of the researchers creates a video of his partner dancing. That’s chilling — imagine what our friends the Russians could do with that technology for fake news.
Your superhero name is your credit card number, those 3 digits on the back of your card & the expiration date. Comment below so we can all enjoy.
— Kris P Grinchmas 🎄 (@krisv_723) April 26, 2018
Cory Doctorow writes at boingboing.net/2018/12/…:
In 2002, a mysterious man is arrested for illegally occupying a hotel room: he says his name is Ed Stone, and that he was kidnapped by aliens from the same hotel room in 1931 and has just been returned to Earth, not having aged a day; the aliens have told him that Earth will be destroyed in 12 years and that before then, the entire human race has to put itself in a giant box (presumably for transport to somewhere else, though Ed is a little shaky on the details), and to help Ed with this task, the aliens have given him a ring that makes anyone who touches it fill with overwhelming good feelings for him and a desire to help him.
So begins science fiction grand master Damon Knight’s great, underappreciated 1992 novel Why Do Birds….
Knight was a talented science fiction and fantasy writer and satirist; his best known work was the story “To Serve Man,” basis of the memorable Twilight Zone episode.
Splendid photos. www.onlyinyourstate.com…
Borscht Belt comic Phil Foster joked that the only regular jobs he had were “Laverne & Shirley” — he played Laverne’s father — and World War II. Here’s his obituary, from 1985. articles.latimes.com/19…
This American Life repeats its 1996 Christmas show, including Sedaris’s delightful “true account of two Christmas seasons he spent working as an elf at Macy’s department store in New York.”
Also: “David Rakoff tells about his experience playing Sigmund Freud in the window of upscale Barney’s department store in Manhattan. For Christmas.”