The Tyranny of The New Yorker (And More Culture Around the Web)

I feel your pain, broth­er, I feel your pain.…

Now a semi seri­ous ques­tion: How long until some­one buys the url newyorkertyranny.com? We’ll keep an eye on it.

More Cul­ture Around the Web (all pre­vi­ous­ly aired on our Twit­ter Stream):

Here’s Your Brain on Fic­tion

Steven Spiel­berg Talks About the Influ­ence of Stan­ley Kubrick.

Cel­e­brate Nation­al Nov­el Edit­ing Month with Kurt Von­negut Sto­ry Grids

New York Times Series on the Art & Craft of Writ­ing Begins with Jhumpa Lahiri

A Boom Time for Edu­ca­tion Start-Ups. Sil­i­con Val­ley Final­ly Think­ing About Edu­ca­tion

Bob Dylan Released His Debut Album 50 Years Ago. Record­ed in 6 hours for $402.

The Life of Rumi in Rare Islam­ic Man­u­script Paint­ings from the 1590s

Paul McCart­ney Gives Bass Lessons

Why Fin­ish Books?

Andy Warhol Get­ting His 15 Min­utes in Asia

Albert Einstein Archive Now Online, Bringing 80,000+ Documents to the Web

It’s not hard to jump online and learn about Albert Ein­stein’s intel­lec­tu­al con­tri­bu­tions. Thanks to Yale, you can get a 60 minute primer on Ein­stein’s the­o­ret­i­cal work. It’s called Ein­stein for the Mass­es. Or you can embark upon a longer, 10-lec­ture explo­ration of Ein­stein’s ground­break­ing ideas (iTunes – YouTube) with Leonard Susskind, a Stan­ford pro­fes­sor known for his own ground­break­ing work on String The­o­ry.

And then there’s this: Start­ing this week, the Hebrew Uni­ver­si­ty of Jerusalem is bring­ing online an exten­sive archive of papers and let­ters belong­ing to the great human­ist and sci­en­tist. The col­lec­tion cur­rent­ly fea­tures 2,000 doc­u­ments and will even­tu­al­ly sur­pass 80,000. And it all gives a round­ed view of Ein­stein’s life and work. The doc­u­ments shed light on his per­son­al rela­tion­ship with his moth­er, wife and many mis­tress­es; his views on the Arab-Israeli con­flict; and his work on physics itself. A quick way to sam­ple the archive is to enter this gallery, where, among oth­er things, you’ll find Ein­stein’s man­u­script intro­duc­ing his famous equa­tion, e=mc2.

Relat­ed Con­tent:

Sir Isaac Newton’s Papers & Anno­tat­ed Prin­cip­ia Go Dig­i­tal

Roy­al Soci­ety Opens Online Archive; Puts 60,000 Papers Online

Free Physics Cours­es: 28 Cours­es from Great Uni­ver­si­ties

ParaHawking in Nepal: What It’s Really Like to Fly with Birds

We’ve always had the desire to leave our earth-bound bod­ies and take flight with the birds. We achieved the mir­a­cle of flight over a cen­tu­ry ago. But only recent­ly did we cre­ate a robot that can mechan­i­cal­ly repro­duce the beau­ty of birds in flight. And now we’ve tak­en the next step, actu­al­ly join­ing birds high in the air. Above you can watch Para­Hawk­ing in action, a fusion between fal­con­ry and paraglid­ing that lets you inter­act with birds of prey in their own envi­ron­ment. It all takes place in Nepal. And it’s all part of an effort to con­serve Asi­a’s threat­ened vul­ture pop­u­la­tion. Learn more about these con­ser­va­tion efforts and Para­Hawk­ing itself at, of course, Parahawking.com.

And if you want to see what hap­pens when a paraglid­er (not affil­i­at­ed with this project) acci­den­tal­ly runs into an eagle, watch below:

H/T Metafil­ter

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Bono Reads Two Poems by Charles Bukowski, “Laureate of American Lowlife”

Eons ago, we brought you Tom Waits read­ing Charles Bukowski’s poem “The Laugh­ing Heart” in his ever so dis­tinc­tive grav­el­ly voice. Today, we’re head­ing to the oth­er end of the rock audio spec­trum. We’re bring­ing you Bono — short, of course, for the Latin “Bonovox,” or “Good Voice” — read­ing two poems by Bukows­ki, the poet once called the “lau­re­ate of Amer­i­can lowlife” by Pico Iyer. That’s because Bukows­ki made the ordi­nary lives of poor Amer­i­cans and their many tra­vails the sub­ject of his poet­ry.

First up comes “Roll the Dice,” a poem from the col­lec­tion, What Mat­ters Most is How Well You Walk Through the Fire (1999). Next, “The Crunch,” pub­lished in Love is a Dog From Hell (1977). Both Bono read­ings orig­i­nal­ly appeared in the 2003 Bukows­ki doc­u­men­tary Born Into This. You can find the film list­ed in our col­lec­tion of Free Movies Online (in the Doc­u­men­tary sec­tion), and also more Bukows­ki read­ings in our big list of Free Audio Books.

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Has Wes Anderson Sold Out? Can He Sell Out? Critics Take Up the Debate

Ear­li­er this month, we post­ed a pair of Wes Ander­son-direct­ed tele­vi­sion com­mer­cials adver­tis­ing the Hyundai Azera. While I under­stood that, at one time, a known auteur using his cin­e­mat­ic pow­ers to pitch sen­si­ble sedans would have raised hack­les, I did­n’t real­ize that it could still spark a live­ly debate today. See­ing as Open Cul­ture has already fea­tured com­mer­cials by the likes of David Lynch, Fred­eri­co Felli­ni, Ing­mar Bergman, and Jean-Luc Godard — and I could­n’t resist link­ing to Errol Mor­ris’ when dis­cussing El Wingador — I assumed any issues sur­round­ing this sort of busi­ness had already been set­tled. On Twit­ter, the New York­er’s Richard Brody, author of a hefty tome on Godard, seemed to cor­rob­o­rate this con­clu­sion: “Bergman made com­mer­cials, so did Godard; the more dis­tinc­tive the artist, the less the artist need wor­ry about it.” “Also,” the Chica­go Sun-Times’ Jim Emer­son tweet­ed, “the, con­cept of “sell­out” no longer exists.”

From all the ensu­ing back-and-forth between crit­ics and cinephiles emerged Brody’s New York­er blog post, “Wes Ander­son: Clas­sics and Com­mer­cials.” Point­ing out that “so many great paint­ings were made for popes and kings and patrons, and great build­ings spon­sored by tycoons and cor­po­ra­tions,” Brody finds that “the bet­ter and stronger and more dis­tinc­tive the artist, the more like­ly it is that any­thing he or she does will bear the artist’s mark and embody the artist’s essence. Those who are most endan­gered by the mak­ing of com­mer­cials (of what­ev­er sort in what­ev­er medi­um) are those whose abil­i­ties are more frag­ile, more pre­car­i­ous, more incip­i­ent, less devel­oped.” But a dis­sent­ing voice appears in the com­ment sec­tion: “The rea­son that Godard and Ander­son can make com­mer­cials that feel more like short films is not so much because their tal­ents are more devel­oped; it’s because their rep­u­ta­tion is more secure. [ … ] It would be bet­ter to regard these com­mer­cials as short films financed by a com­pa­ny’s patron­age (with a few strings attached) than as com­mer­cials prop­er.”

An even more force­ful objec­tion comes from Chris Michael in the Guardian: “Is it worth remain­ing scep­ti­cal about art made in the direct ser­vice of a sales pitch? I think it is. Does it cheap­en your tal­ent to con­sis­tent­ly sell its actu­al goals to the high­est bid­der? I think it does. When the goal or per­sua­sive intent does not ‘res­onate with audi­ence in mean­ing­ful way’, but rather ’employ style to con­flate love for artist with love for prod­uct’, there’s a gen­uine, full-frontal, non-imag­i­nary assault on the integri­ty of the art’s mean­ing. Bet­ter to ask: What mean­ing? What art? Tak­ing it fur­ther, can a car ad ever be art?” When Slate’s For­rest Wick­man entered the fray, he hauled a Dar­ren Aronof­sky-direct­ed Kohl’s spot in with him to demon­strate that “that there is such a thing as sell­ing out,” com­par­ing it unfa­vor­ably with Ander­son­’s ads as “noth­ing more than a sec­ond-rate ripoff, a cheap copy of ads and music videos past.”

Michael remains unim­pressed: “Aronof­sky real­ly sold out least: by not pros­ti­tut­ing his style and deliv­ery, by not wrap­ping any­thing of him­self around a dull car or depart­ment store, by just doing the job for the mon­ey like a pro­fes­sion­al. That, I can respect.” Respond­ing, Brody holds fast in defense of Ander­son­’s ads, one of which he calls “a feat of aston­ish­ing psy­cho­log­i­cal com­plex­i­ty. “These lit­tle films, which hap­pen to be com­mer­cials for a car,” he writes, “share not only the style but also the con­tent, the theme, and the emo­tion­al and per­son­al con­cerns, of Anderson’s fea­ture films. Yes, they’re short. Yes, there’s a dif­fer­ence between what can be devel­oped in two hours and what can be devel­oped in thir­ty seconds—it’s the dif­fer­ence between a poem and a nov­el, between a song and an opera.” Has Wes Ander­son sold out? Is sell­ing out still be pos­si­ble? As in every­thing, dear read­er, the task of weigh­ing the evi­dence and mak­ing the deci­sion falls ulti­mate­ly to you.

Col­in Mar­shall hosts and pro­duces Note­book on Cities and Cul­ture. Fol­low him on Twit­ter at @colinmarshall.

Neil deGrasse Tyson: ‘How Much Would You Pay for the Universe?’

“Nobody’s dream­ing about tomor­row any­more,” says astro­physi­cist Neil deGrasse Tyson in this com­pelling lit­tle video on the decline of the Amer­i­can space pro­gram. “After we stopped going to the moon, it all end­ed. We stopped dream­ing.” The video was put togeth­er by Evan Schurr with mate­r­i­al from var­i­ous sources. In it, Tyson asks us to imag­ine the pos­si­bil­i­ties for tomor­row if NASA’s bud­get were increased to just one pen­ny for every tax dol­lar. It’s a point he raised ear­li­er this month before a U.S. Sen­ate com­mit­tee (read the full tes­ti­mo­ny here), when he said:

The 2008 bank bailout of $750 bil­lion was greater than all the mon­ey NASA had received in its half-cen­tu­ry his­to­ry; two years’ U.S. mil­i­tary spend­ing exceeds it as well. Right now, NASA’s annu­al bud­get is half a pen­ny on your tax dol­lar. For twice that–a pen­ny on a dollar–we can trans­form the coun­try from a sullen, dispir­it­ed nation, weary of eco­nom­ic strug­gle, to one where it has reclaimed its 20th cen­tu­ry birthright to dream of tomor­row.

via The Dai­ly Beast

Bruce Springsteen’s Personal Journey Through Rock ‘n’ Roll (Slightly NSFW But Simply Great)

We know that Bruce Spring­steen can put on an amaz­ing show. We saw him do that last week­end at the Apol­lo The­ater in Harlem. (Watch it here.) Now, you’ll dis­cov­er that the Boss can give a damn fine speech too. Pre­sent­ing the keynote address at SXSW yes­ter­day, Spring­steen took his audi­ence on a per­son­al jour­ney through rock ’n’ roll, remem­ber­ing the bands that gave birth to the musi­cal form and that pro­vid­ed inspi­ra­tion for a young musi­cian grow­ing up in New Jer­sey. Elvis, The Bea­t­les, Bob Dylan, The Ani­mals, and James Brown get their due. As does Woody Guthrie. The talk, which fea­tures Spring­steen play­ing some gui­tar along the way, runs 51 min­utes. And it has a few NSFW words sprin­kled in, though they don’t feel gra­tu­itous, at least not to me. Sit back and enjoy.

Relat­ed Con­tent:

The Bea­t­les’ Rooftop Con­cert: The Last Gig (1969)

Neil Young Busk­ing in Glas­gow, 1976: The Sto­ry Behind the Footage

Jim­my Page Tells the Sto­ry of “Kash­mir”

Hitchcock on Happiness

It’s a sim­ple recipe for hap­pi­ness. Elim­i­nate all neg­a­tive emo­tions, any­thing that cre­ates bad feel­ings and dis­tracts from the project at hand. Clear it all away, and what’s left? The space for cre­ativ­i­ty pure and sim­ple. That’s hap­pi­ness for Hitch. Watch 20 Free Hitch­cock Films online here.

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