On SunÂday evening, Fox aired the latÂest episode of Neil deGrasse Tyson’s CosÂmos series. This episode, called “A Sky Full of Ghosts,” explored some more out-of-this-world subÂjects — the speed of light and how it helps us underÂtand the Big Bang; the sciÂenÂtifÂic work of Isaac NewÂton, William HerÂschel, James Clerk Maxwell; Albert EinÂstein’s TheÂoÂry of RelÂaÂtivÂiÂty; dark stars; black holes; and more. US viewÂers can watch the entireÂty of Episode 4 online (above), along with preÂviÂous episodes in the series below (or on Hulu). For viewÂers outÂside the US, we have someÂthing perÂhaps betÂter for you: Carl Sagan’s OrigÂiÂnal CosÂmos Series on YouTube. Plus, we have a bunch of Free Online AstronÂoÂmy CoursÂes in our colÂlecÂtion of 875 Free Online CoursÂes. Enjoy.
When I was a kid, my father brought home from I know not where an enorÂmous colÂlecÂtion of NationÂal GeoÂgraphÂic magÂaÂzines spanÂning the years 1917 to 1985. I found, tucked in almost every issue, one of the magazine’s gorÂgeous maps—of the Moon, St. PetersÂburg, the Himalayas, EastÂern Europe’s ever-shiftÂing boundÂaries. I became a carÂtogÂraÂphy enthuÂsiÂast and geoÂgraphÂiÂcal sponge, porÂing over them for years just for the sheer enjoyÂment of it, a pleaÂsure that remains with me today. Whether you’re like me and simÂply love the imagÂiÂnaÂtive exerÂcise of tracÂing a map’s lines and conÂtours and absorbÂing inforÂmaÂtion, or you love to do that and you get paid for it, you’ll find innuÂmerÂable ways to spend your time on the new Open Access Maps project at the New York PubÂlic Library. The NYPL announces the release with the explaÂnaÂtion below:
Can you—as I did with my neatÂly foldÂed, yelÂlowÂing archive—have all the maps in full-colÂor print? Well, no, unless you’re preÂpared to bear the cost in ink and paper and have some speÂcialÂized printÂing equipÂment that can renÂder each map in its origÂiÂnal dimenÂsions. But you can access someÂthing worlds away from what I could have imagined—a digÂiÂtal enhanceÂment techÂnolÂoÂgy called “warpÂing,” also known as “geoÂrecÂtiÂfiÂcaÂtion.”
This, explains the NYPL, “is the process where digÂiÂtal images of maps are stretched, placÂing the maps themÂselves into their geoÂgraphÂic conÂtext, renÂdered either on the webÂsite or with tools such as Google Earth.” For examÂple, below see a “warpÂing” of the 1916 Redraft of the 1660 “CastelÂlo Plan” for then-New AmsÂterÂdam over a curÂrent-day Google Earth image of lowÂer ManÂhatÂtan (and note how much the island has been expandÂed past its 17th cenÂtuÂry shores). The “warpÂing” techÂnolÂoÂgy is open access, meanÂing that “anyÂbody with a comÂputÂer can creÂate an account, log in, and begin warpÂing and tracÂing maps.” User conÂtriÂbuÂtions remain, “a la Wikipedia,” and add “one more piece to this new hisÂtorÂiÂcal geoÂgraphÂic data modÂel.”
The “warpÂer” is a speÂcial feaÂture that helps place hisÂtorÂiÂcal maps in a modÂern visuÂal field, but it in no way ruins the enjoyÂment of those maps as archival pieces or art objects. You can see carÂtogÂraÂphÂer John WolÂcott Adams origÂiÂnal 1916 CastelÂlo Plan redraft below, and visÂit NYPL’s DigÂiÂtal ColÂlecÂtions for a high resÂoÂluÂtion image, fulÂly zoomable and, yes, printÂable. For more on the incredÂiÂble warpÂing techÂnolÂoÂgy NYPL makes availÂable to us, see this extendÂed blog post, “UnbindÂing the Atlas: WorkÂing with DigÂiÂtal Maps.” Over ten thouÂsand of the collection’s maps are of New York and New JerÂsey, datÂing from 1852 to 1922, includÂing propÂerÂty, zonÂing, and topoÂgraphÂic maps. In addiÂtion, over one thouÂsand of the maps depict Mid-Atlantic cities from the 16th to the 19th cenÂturies, and over 700 are topoÂgraphÂic maps of the AusÂtro-HunÂgarÂiÂan Empire between 1877 and 1914. That should be enough to keep any amaÂteur or proÂfesÂsionÂal map-lover busy for a good long while. Start digÂging into the maps here.
This month, the hip hop trio is givÂing away new music — their mixÂtape “Smell the Da.I.S.Y.,” which feaÂtures their colÂlabÂoÂraÂtions with the late-great hip hop artist, J DilÂla.
You may nevÂer have heard of “DylanolÂoÂgy” before, but rest assured that the field covÂers the intelÂlecÂtuÂal terÂriÂtoÂry you susÂpect it does. Even if you have heard of DylanolÂoÂgy, you may nevÂer have heard of A.J. WeberÂman, the man who holds reaÂsonÂable claim to havÂing fathered the disÂciÂpline. In John ReilÂly’s musiÂcalÂly bioÂgraphÂiÂcal 1969 short film above, The BalÂlad of A.J. WeberÂman, we witÂness the titÂuÂlar Bob Dylan obsesÂsive engagÂing in one of his many research methÂods: in this case, the also neolÂoÂgism-anointÂed purÂsuit of garÂbolÂoÂgy. This “sciÂence” has WeberÂman go through Dylan’s trash “in order to gathÂer scraps of eviÂdence to supÂport his theÂoÂries,” says the diliÂgent fan’s entry in the web’s Bob Dylan Who’s Who. These theÂoÂries include, accordÂing to Rolling Stone’s Marc JacobÂson, the notion that “Dylan, the most angel-headÂed head of the genÂerÂaÂtion, had fallÂen prey to a ManchuriÂan CanÂdiÂdate-style govÂernÂment plot to hook him up to senÂsiÂbilÂiÂty-deadÂenÂing hard dope.”
The page also menÂtions that “after three years of self-pubÂlicÂiÂty” as the “world’s leadÂing DylaÂnolÂoÂgist,” WeberÂman “finalÂly met Dylan in 1971.” But much of his notoÂriÂety comes not just from havÂing met Dylan in the flesh, not just from habitÂuÂalÂly digÂging through Dylan’s garbage, and not just (or so he claims) havÂing takÂen a rightÂful beatÂing at the hands of Dylan, but from havÂing conÂversed with Dylan, canÂdidÂly and at length, over the teleÂphone. These chats evenÂtuÂalÂly emerged on vinyl as the album Robert ZimÂmerÂman vs. A.J. WeberÂman, and you can hear the whole thing at Ubuweb, or below:
IntroÂducÂtion
JanÂuÂary 6, 1971
JanÂuÂary 9, 1971
“The conÂverÂsaÂtions were recordÂed in JanÂuÂary, 1971, in the weeks folÂlowÂing a demonÂstraÂtion outÂside Bob’s NYC apartÂment orgaÂnized by WeberÂman [ … ] a misÂguidÂed 60’s radÂiÂcal who felt (corÂrectÂly enough) that by the earÂly 70’s, rock music had ceased to be a force for radÂiÂcal politÂiÂcal upheaval in the U.S. and had been co-optÂed by the estabÂlishÂment,” writes one conÂtribÂuÂtor to the Dylan Who’s Who. “Like any of Bob’s songs, they must be heard to be truÂly underÂstood.”
Jorge Luis Borges (1899–1986), one of the great writÂers to come out of ArgentiÂna, went blind when he was only 55 years old. As unsetÂtling as it must have been, it wasÂn’t parÂticÂuÂlarÂly a surÂprise. He once told The New York Times, “I knew I would go blind, because my father, my paterÂnal grandÂmothÂer, my great-grandÂfaÂther, they had all gone blind.”
Above, you can see a self porÂtrait that Borges drew in the baseÂment of the famous Strand BookÂstore in New York City. AccordÂing to the Times, he did this “using one finÂger to guide the pen he was holdÂing with his othÂer hand.” After makÂing the sketch, Borges entered the main part of the bookÂstore and startÂed “lisÂtenÂing to the room, the stacks, the books,” and made the remarkÂable obserÂvaÂtion “You have as many books as we have in our nationÂal library.”
If you’ve ever been to The Strand, you know how many books it holds. Indeed, the store boasts of being “New York City’s legÂendary home of 18 Miles of new, used and rare books.” My guess is that ArgentiÂna’s nationÂal library might have a few more volÂumes than that. But who is realÂly countÂing?
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Bill MurÂray began his singing shtick on SatÂurÂday Night Live back in the 70s. AnyÂone who watched the show durÂing its heyÂday will sureÂly rememÂber his “Nick WinÂter” lounge singer charÂacÂter beltÂing out the tune of the Star Wars theme song. Years latÂer, Mr. MurÂray tickÂled us with a karaoke scene in Lost in TransÂlaÂtion. And yet anothÂer decade latÂer we find him singing “The House of the RisÂing Sun,” the AmerÂiÂcan folk song recordÂed numerÂous times since 1934, but perÂhaps most famousÂly by The AniÂmals in 1964. BilÂl’s verÂsion took place last night at the annuÂal CadÂdyshack CelebriÂty Golf CharÂiÂty Event. If you enjoy hearÂing Bill sing, you should realÂly lisÂten to him read poetÂry. We’ve got the below.
In recent days, George R.R. MarÂtin pubÂlished a blog post that begins, “Hiya kids, hiya hiya hiya. With seaÂson 4 of HBO’s GAME OF THRONES almost upon us, I thought the time was ripe for me to give my readÂers anothÂer taste of WINDS OF WINTER.” The new chapÂter, he tells us, “is actuÂalÂly an old chapÂter. But no, it’s not one I’ve pubÂlished or postÂed before.” The chapÂter, called “MerÂcy,” opens with these words:
She woke with a gasp, not knowÂing who she was, or where.
The smell of blood was heavy in her nosÂtrils… or was that her nightÂmare, linÂgerÂing? She had dreamed of wolves again, of runÂning through some dark pine forÂest with a great pack at her hells, hard on the scent of prey.
Half-light filled the room, grey and gloomy. ShivÂerÂing, she sat up in bed and ran a hand across her scalp. StubÂble brisÂtled against her palm. I need to shave before IzemÂbaro sees. MerÂcy, I’m MerÂcy, and tonight I’ll be raped and murÂdered. Her true name was MerceÂdene, but MerÂcy was all anyÂone ever called her…
Except in dreams. She took a breath to quiÂet the howlÂing in her heart, tryÂing to rememÂber more of what she’d dreamt, but most of it had gone already. There had been blood in it, though, and a full moon overÂhead, and a tree that watched her as she ran.
OthÂer than Romeo and JuliÂetand posÂsiÂbly HamÂlet, ShakeÂspeare doesÂn’t exactÂly lend himÂself to the eleÂvaÂtor pitch. The same creaky plot devices and unfathÂomable jokes that conÂfound modÂern audiÂences make for long windÂed sumÂmaries.
Those of us who are semi-versed in the Bard should delight in the way major charÂacÂters and comÂplex side plots are glibly strickÂen from the record.
(Methinks Lady MacÂBeth would not be pleased…)
And what high schoolÂer won’t expeÂriÂence a perÂverse thrill, when the obscure and borÂing text his class has been parsÂing for weeks is disÂpatched with the swiftÂness of your averÂage Garfield? (The wise teacher will be in no rush to share these revÂeÂlaÂtions…)
Gosling, whose dad introÂduced her to ShakeÂspeare at an earÂly age, knows the mateÂrÂiÂal well enough to subÂvert it. Who cares if her artisÂtic talÂent maxÂes out with stick figÂures? FamilÂiarÂiÂty allows her to nail the endÂing of Troilus and CresÂsiÂda (“HomeÂr’s IliÂad hapÂpens”). The midÂdle panÂel ofWinÂter’s Tale is devotÂed to “some poor guy” getÂting eatÂen by a bear, and why shouldÂn’t it be, when the author’s famous stage direcÂtion is the only thing most peoÂple can dredge up with regard to that parÂticÂuÂlar play?
As for the title of her web comÂic, it’s an insult from one of her faves, HenÂry IV, part 1. My kind of geekÂery, forÂsooth.
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