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I would love to say something witty in recommending this brief story on Threads, but I am afraid I can’t top what a person said in one of the replies, which is “I haven’t heard a worthwhile insane co-worker story in a while. Thank you for this savory bit of absurd chaos”
I don’t know if I’d consider myself a Luddite, but I definitely have started to understand in the past five years that the more time I spend away from my phone/laptop/ipad, the happier I tend to be. And I wouldn’t say I’m resisting AI as much as I am sort of ignoring it right now. But this illustrated article about the history of humans resisting automated technology was really illuminating (thanks, Gary, for sending it to me).
I wrote and illustrated a piece for Outside Run this week, detailing five things I’ve learned about ultrarunningsince I sort of backed my way into it in 2015. Now that I’m looking at the story online, I am realizing none of those five things are “how to run faster” or “how to guarantee you won’t have to make an emergency bathroom stop.”
A few years ago, Hilary gifted me The Penguin Book of Japanese Short Stories, a collection of fiction with an incredibly detailed introduction by Haruki Murakami. One of the stories that has stuck with me was “Hiroshima, City of Doom,” an excerpt from Yoko Ota’s novel City of Corpses—a young woman’s description of waking up in the house she shared with her mother, sisters, and baby niece after the atomic bomb is dropped on Hiroshima, and their struggle to evacuate, wandering on foot through a city of flattened buildings among their neighbors, who are injured, burned, dying, and confused as to what had actually happened. I saw Oppenheimer in the theater this summer, and was not surprised to see it win a bunch of Oscars, but I kept thinking of the Yoko Ota story. And then this week I saw this animated short, which is a tough watch (hence the “Mature” rating), but tells the true story Akiko Takakura, of one of the last remaining survivors of the atomic bombing of Hiroshima.
I’ve been following David Shrigley on Instagram for years now, and have sent his images as messages to many friends who I think would understand and love his sense of humor and aesthetic. If this piece on Art Dogs is your intro to him, I think it’s as good as any. And not to spoil anything, but one of my favorite images here is probably the one captioned “‘Leisure Centre,’ by David Shrigley, from his final degree show for his masters in Glasgow. The show got panned by professors.” (thanks, Anna)
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Friday Inspiration 526 My friend Ed, whose excellent Mountain & Prairie podcast you’re probably aware of if you’ve been following this newsletter for more than a few weeks, and who is also tapped into some Red Hot Chili Peppers content pipeline probably because of our shared love of Flea’s memoir, Acid for the Children, sent me this video this week, and it was a breath of fresh air. (video) If you missed yesterday’s post about screen time, I wrote a piece about getting some time back from my...
Having The Screen Time Of My Life From my aisle seat on our two-hour flight, I glanced over occasionally at the passenger across the aisle as she went from texting on her phone, to flipping down the tray table and watching a news commentary show on her ipad, to switching to playing a game on her ipad, then finally folding up the tray table and texting on her phone for the final descent, landing, and taxiing to the gate, never spending more than a few seconds without interacting with a screen....
Friday Inspiration 525 This film is about the Manhattan loft artist Jay Ells has lived in since 1967 (starting rent was $110 a month!), and he says some interesting stuff at the beginning (no hot water in the apartment for the first 35 years), but it gets even more fascinating later on. Also: That view. (video) At first I wasn’t going to include this, because I don’t know if it will resonate with anyone who doesn’t have nostalgia for the computers of the 1980s and early 1990s, but then I...