Category Archives: Stamford

Autobiography

The author Jonathan Carroll posed this thought experiment:  “What would be the title of the book of your life and what would be some of the chapter names?” Delight is a Harsh Mistress “Elder Young’s Eldest” “A Children’s Catechism” “Protoculture … Continue reading

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State

Every year, the sci-fi author Bruce Sterling, web developer Jon Lebkowsky, & invited guests convene a “State of the World” discussion on The WELL. From the State of the World 2019, I was struck by this comment from James Bridle, author of the book New … Continue reading

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Steganography

This clever AI hid data from its creators to cheat at its appointed task Clever girl.

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Precarity

In reflecting on my 2018, I neglected to think in terms of the Blue Escape.  I should give it more thought, but my reflexive answer would be “results have been mixed.”  I reread my highlighted passages of Cal Newport‘s Deep Work … Continue reading

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Dilated

My brilliant friend Holly had mentioned that Ninefox Gambit, the first book in Yoon Ha Lee‘s Machineries of Empire trilogy, had “cracked [her] head open in a good way” which made me want to read it immediately. By the end of the … Continue reading

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Anxiety

Current conventional wisdom is that the recent rise of fascism throughout the world, even in historically democratic countries, is related to vague “economic anxiety” or the threat non-whites pose to white supremacy (or, more likely, economic anxiety over the ebbing … Continue reading

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Summarized

Someone on Twitter suggested trying to summarize your 2018 with a single word and then try to summarize your plans & hopes for 2019 with  a single word.  Here are mine. 2018:  Journey 2019:  Stillness

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Threshold

I’ve been reading The Gulag Archipelago by Aleksandr Sozhenitsyn and ran across this chilling paragraph which seems appropriate for the times we’re living in: “Evidently evildoing also has a threshold magnitude.  Yes, a human hesitates and bobs back and forth … Continue reading

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Review

I’m seeing a lot of “Did I even do anything this year?” tweets.  And I can’t relate.  This was my 2018: Sorted my father’s belongings. Scattered my father’s ashes. Drove nearly 12,000 miles around America to see family & friends. … Continue reading

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Legit

Duolingo sent me an email urging me to take up learning a new language in the new year.  In the middle of their list of available languages, I found these. But I’ll be damned before I recognize Danish as a … Continue reading

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Sticking

One of the chefs at the cafe at work commented on the weather by saying, “It’s snowing, but it isn’t sticking.” This California kid had never heard the term “sticking” used to mean “accumulating” in reference to snow.  I have … Continue reading

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Autochthonous II

Please forgive the messiness of this mind-dump, but my time in Australia and Thanksgiving has got me thinking a lot about indigenity. and “settler colonialism“.  I found these quotes from a piece on decolonization illuminating: “Indigenous peoples are those who … Continue reading

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Parade

My first day home from Australia and I stumbled smack-dab in the middle of some parade through Downtown Stamford.

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Cuíca

“Feel It Still” by Portugal. The Man.  This song seemed to be in, like, every TV ad I saw throughout Australia.  Which then, of course, got me thinking about… “Soul Bossa Nova” by Quincy Jones.  I hadn’t realized that the … Continue reading

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Whiplash

I don’t think of myself as having seasonal allergies, but jumping from Northern Hemisphere autumn to Southern Hemisphere spring has got me questioning that.

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