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Everyone's a aliebn when ur a aliebn too by Jomny Sun
"Here is the unforgettable story of Jomny, a lonely alien who, for the first time ever, finds a home on …
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"Here is the unforgettable story of Jomny, a lonely alien who, for the first time ever, finds a home on …
One time, on a long road trip with my brother through the middle-of-nowhere-California, we got to talking about some really deep stuff. I remember portions of that conversation vividly, because it was the first time I realized, or admitted, that I did not really know how to love. Not just someone. Anyone, really.
This has followed me around my whole life, so I suppose I was attracted to the title of this book, because someone was finally going to tell me how it worked.
Spoiler alert: it's not a guide. It's not a self-help book. But it's encouraging in the way you read any story where you see a version of yourself in the hero. We are very different people, with dissimilar personal histories, this author and I, but we share commonalies: a pragmatic, almost scientific take on the nature and the progression of love and a rejection of empty …
One time, on a long road trip with my brother through the middle-of-nowhere-California, we got to talking about some really deep stuff. I remember portions of that conversation vividly, because it was the first time I realized, or admitted, that I did not really know how to love. Not just someone. Anyone, really.
This has followed me around my whole life, so I suppose I was attracted to the title of this book, because someone was finally going to tell me how it worked.
Spoiler alert: it's not a guide. It's not a self-help book. But it's encouraging in the way you read any story where you see a version of yourself in the hero. We are very different people, with dissimilar personal histories, this author and I, but we share commonalies: a pragmatic, almost scientific take on the nature and the progression of love and a rejection of empty platitudes; a desire to understand how institutions around love formed for economic or political gain; a suspicion that the love stories we tell ourselves and to each other are convenient lies. If there's an audience for this book, it's because most of us need to be reminded there's no such thing as the one true path for falling in love, and whether you've dated a million people or zero, no one really knows what they're doing. We just like pretending that we do.
Someday someone will dig through the carbon nanotube graveyard of Silicon Valley and wonder, was there ever any humanity here? And someone else will hand them this book, gray and dusty from age, and say, "Yes. Many of the people here felt the yearning of creating something by hand, for no other reason than the pleasure of mastering a craft, and sharing it with their friends. Those people all left, and the ones that remained turned into robots, and died." The first person nods solemnly. It is a shame. Had more people read this book, perhaps this land might have been saved.
TV's John Hodgman lives in Brooklyn and sometimes he lives in Brooklin, and these are stories about his life in those places. He name-drops Brooklyn easily (who doesn't?) but does not ever specify Brooklin, Maine, because he respects the privacy of his neighbors, but he leaves enough clues, on purpose, with large fat arrows pointing at them, because I think he really wants you to do some light stalking.
John Hodgman is also quite obsessed with the notion of his impending death. In many of his stories he worries that the strangers he encounters are secretly plotting to kill him. He also begs the reader not to track down his home address in Maine, show up on his doorstep, and murder him. Well what did you think was going to happen, John Hodgman? Serial killers love riddles. I wish you didn't have to go ahead and do that, John Hodgman.
The #1 New York Times Bestseller You Are A Badass is the self-help book for people who desperately want to …
I read the author's "preferred" cut of the book (the Tenth Anniversary edition?). Gaiman said he added a ton more words to it and it seems like it did drag on in spots, particularly near the end, which basically winds down in extended epilogues. But I read the book in order to watch the TV adaptation, and I think my experience of the show is richer for it.
This book was written in 2003. Elizabeth Warren didn't predict the subprime mortgage lending crisis and subsequent economic meltdown, but she was already fully aware that it was destroying the financial well-being of middle-class families. When the markets crashed in 2008, I -- like many people -- tried to make sense out of what happened, and assumed that we were all poor shmucks misled by a secretive cabal of bankers. But Warren was one of those people who were loudly gesturing toward something and everyone ignored it. Anyway, in summary: good book, great points, and Elizabeth Warren for president 2020.
Encompassing nearly 2,000 years of heists and tunnel jobs, break-ins and escapes, A Burglar's Guide to the City offers an …
I'll come back and put down more thoughts as I have them, but this book contains great examples of two tenets about innovations in general:
1. There are no truly original ideas, or as Kirby Ferguson puts it, "Everything is a Remix" - no innovation occurs in a vacuum. All innovation builds on what came before. (cross reference the notion of the "adjacent possible" - or Stamen's slogan, "the next most obvious thing") In particular this book makes the point that some of these adjacent possible things are not an obviously predictable effect of the cause, yet when you look back in history, the connection is undeniable. (e.g. the printing press created literacy which created the need for glasses which created innovation in lens making which led to the creation of microscopes and telescopes.)
2. And following from the last point, once something is "possible," it is rare for one …
I'll come back and put down more thoughts as I have them, but this book contains great examples of two tenets about innovations in general:
1. There are no truly original ideas, or as Kirby Ferguson puts it, "Everything is a Remix" - no innovation occurs in a vacuum. All innovation builds on what came before. (cross reference the notion of the "adjacent possible" - or Stamen's slogan, "the next most obvious thing") In particular this book makes the point that some of these adjacent possible things are not an obviously predictable effect of the cause, yet when you look back in history, the connection is undeniable. (e.g. the printing press created literacy which created the need for glasses which created innovation in lens making which led to the creation of microscopes and telescopes.)
2. And following from the last point, once something is "possible," it is rare for one lone genius to come up with the next thing. Usually, at that point in history, there will be many people who independently come up with the same innovation. This is one way to show that cause and effect, because the sudden proliferation of the same innovation could not have occurred with the earlier thing existing.
TODO: (SPOILERS)
List all the interesting connections that are talked about in this book
"A hard-hitting look at achieving financial freedom by avoiding excessive borrowing and spending. If you don't actively resist America's culture …
The book starts rough — there are odd turns of phrase, derivative constructions throughout (one early chapter all but started by quoting from a dictionary definition of a word), and enough metaphorical explanations using abstract generalizations that sound just plausible enough to be true (like the distinction between kings and sorcerers, or the description of everyone’s favorite bartender). There’s just enough there to make me question whether the author had enough editing and fact-checking at his disposal during the writing of the book, but some of the stuff he says are thoughts similar to my own:
At any rate, there were no jobs for “architect” as I understood that term. It occurred to me that over the last generation, while a bunch of smart people anguished over the distinction between “architect” and “designer” and “intern architect” or “interior architect,” someone stole our damn name.
Once we’re past the first third …
The book starts rough — there are odd turns of phrase, derivative constructions throughout (one early chapter all but started by quoting from a dictionary definition of a word), and enough metaphorical explanations using abstract generalizations that sound just plausible enough to be true (like the distinction between kings and sorcerers, or the description of everyone’s favorite bartender). There’s just enough there to make me question whether the author had enough editing and fact-checking at his disposal during the writing of the book, but some of the stuff he says are thoughts similar to my own:
At any rate, there were no jobs for “architect” as I understood that term. It occurred to me that over the last generation, while a bunch of smart people anguished over the distinction between “architect” and “designer” and “intern architect” or “interior architect,” someone stole our damn name.
Once we’re past the first third of the book, Cesal really finds his rhythm talking about the different sorts of architecture that could (but doesn’t) exist. The writing starts to pick up dramatically, becoming a much more concisely argued premise. Cesal’s voice is an important one in post-post-modern architecture, but having been through it some part of my career, I remain jaded that any change will come from within the practice itself. If architecture changes, it won’t happen internally and it will only be slightly affected by outside pressures, like the economy; it would take an entire army of very smart, former architects, who have left the industry and re-entered it for the singular goal of disrupting the old guard into extinction.
In the far future, humans have colonized a distant planet, home to the enigmatic Ariekei, sentient beings famed for a …