Thou Shalt Watch This

Oaksaved

The People of LWON have spoken. As promised, here is our annual list of what to watch over the holidays. For more recommendations, please refer to last year’s list.

Erik: It’s hard to make a suspenseful drama around the Revolutionary War. “Ooo! Who will win? The scrappy Americans or the evil redcoats? I just don’t know!” And yet, somehow the AMC show Turn does just this. Not only does it weave a fascinating and riveting tale around the country’s earliest spy ring, it paints the war in a nuanced light where the sides of this iconic struggle are blurred. And Samuel Roukin creates easily one of the most evil and fun-to-watch characters on television today.

Jennifer Holland: Romantic comedies often suck, but I love the wacky show Catastrophe, one of the Amazon Prime offerings. (Yes, you have to pay for Prime to see it, but lots of people do, so I figured it was worth including here.) Sharon Horgan is funny and real and wonderfully crass, and you just want to hug Rob Delaney because he’s exactly the guy we all wish we could bring home. Together they are hilarious and sweet and totally organic. There’s only one season so far, so it’s not a huge commitment. Give it a go. Continue reading

The Last Word

PARISrally

December 13-17, 2015

Michelle’s job as a climate change reporter feels like working a crime beat in a lawless nation. Compared with the natural, abysmal state of international climate negotiations, the Paris agreement is something she celebrates, however briefly.

Christie, meanwhile, is not impressed. The Paris agreement doesn’t include shipping or aviation, and it relies on technology that doesn’t exist. More than that, it requires something we don’t possess: restraint.

Guest poster Siobhan Roberts follows a mathematical genius as he gets his head examined, subverts the examination, and charms the examiner.

We’re desensitized to the image of the flag at half-mast, says Cameron, as Flag Protocol inflation makes it a frequent event.

The week was capped off with our annual What To Read list for the winter holidays, soon to be followed by What To Watch.

Image: Paris rally by Takver via Flickr

Thou Shalt Read This

The holidays — one of the few times of year when the decision to pick up a book should never be preceded with the question, “But have I finished All The Work?”. Today, the People of LWON pick up a tradition we started last year, providing a handy list of great reading.  

Erik Vance : I recently read The Maltese Falcon for the pure cheesy irony of it. I wanted to experience that overwrought, noir style – that “the dame had legs that reached the skylight and a snub-nosed .38 in her handbag that showed she meant business” kind of sensibility. What I found was an entertaining, thoughtful book that was pure fun. The characters felt real and the plot kept me intrigued. I now see that the film noir movies that came afterward bastardized the genre. And if you live – or have ever lived – in San Francisco, you simply have to read it. The streets and the landmarks are instantly familiar and yet bizarrely out of synch with the techie hipster town that it is today. It’s not a long read and you’ll be glad you did.

Helen Fields: I am slightly late to this party, given that it won the Man Booker Prize in 2009, but oh my gosh, Wolf Hall is wonderful. It’s the first in a trilogy about Thomas Cromwell, an advisor to Henry VIII, and covers the period when the king was trying to get out of his first marriage so he could marry Anne Boleyn. The book is engrossing–I kept catching myself wanting to tell friends the amazing gossip from court today–and is engaged with so many things I care about: textiles, plants, animals, weather, and the lives of women and children, all through the eyes of this one man. Like this, when Cromwell visits Thomas More: “They go out to the aviary; they stand deep in talk, while finches flit and sing. A small grandchild toddles in; a woman in an apron shadows him, or her. The child points to the finches, makes sounds expressive of pleasure, flaps its arms.” A warning, though: It’s not what you’d call an easy read. The author pulls a goofy trick with pronouns, referring to her main character as “he” even if the “he” might more reasonably be assumed to refer to someone else. It can be confusing. But it’s so worth it. Continue reading

Halfway

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We had been driving across the Bay Bridge into San Francisco when I noticed the flags. They were everywhere, on top of the silvery tall buildings, on top of the squat red-brown ones, even on some places that seemed too precarious to fly a flag. They all unfurled themselves halfway down the flagpole, making the air around them gray with the electricity of the unusual.

I asked my mom why they were like that. I don’t recall her exact words, but in my memory the answer was this: Because something terrible has happened, and the whole country is in mourning.

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Guest Post: A Mathematical Mastermind Gets His Head Examined

CONWAY CARICATURE LWONOn a December day a few years ago, John Horton Conway settled in for an interview at the office of neuroscientist Sandra Witelson. Conway wasn’t there for an appointment proper, but rather to provide fodder for Witelson’s ongoing research on scientifically minded brains. All the same, he’d braced himself for an arsenal of standard neuropsychological assessments, and custom tests designed to capture his brain performing live during a functional MRI.

Witelson tried to reassure her subject, explaining what she was after with the tests. “With imaging, one can look at the microscopic anatomy of the brain, just through a picture,” she said. “So what I’m hoping is that these tests will get at different types of mathematics, and we will be able to see different parts of your brain light up when you’re thinking in different ways. We want to see which part of your brain is particularly active when you’re thinking some of your great mathematical thoughts.”

“Well, you know, I’m not sure that I can have great mathematical thoughts to order,” said Conway. “I can have lesser thoughts.”

“That’ll do,” said Witelson.

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Let’s stop pretending we give a damn about climate change, 2015 edition

In 2011, I wrote about how little that year’s climate conference had accomplished. The latest edition of the Conference of the Parties to the United Nations Framework Convention on Climate Change just wrapped up in Paris over the weekend with a historic agreement.

Nearly 200 nations acknowledged the importance of keeping global temperatures from rising more than 2 degrees Celsius above pre-industrial levels during this century. They even nodded to the benefits of keeping temperatures from rising more than 1.5 degrees. But nod is about all they did. As I wrote yesterday at FiveThirtyEight, the new agreement contains no binding targets and is essentially just an aspirational document. When it comes to climate change, we need strong aspirations, but we also need concrete actions to back them up, and this new agreement provides only empty words until the member states decide to take real action.

If this were, say, 1995, the year of the first COP talks, the aspirations and infrastructure laid out in the Paris Agreement would be an encouraging step in the right direction. But the Paris Agreement takes baby steps in a time that requires drastic measures. Continue reading

Let Us Celebrate The Lack Of Total Failure

501760645_a7ea1b90de_oThis past Friday evening, when I heard that the 195 nations represented at the COP21 climate meeting in Paris had reached a draft agreement, I was pleasantly surprised. On Saturday morning, when I saw the stronger-than-forecast draft text, I was shocked. And on Saturday afternoon, when the final agreement was signed—signed!—I was thrilled.

The Paris agreement won’t singlehandedly head off the worst effects of climate change, as many have already pointed out. But for the first time, almost every nation on the planet has committed to reducing its greenhouse-gas emissions. If you, like the rest of us, depend on the Earth’s atmosphere for survival, the agreement is good news.

Just how good, however, depends on your perspective. Continue reading

The Last Word

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The week begins on a dark note.  Bad things are governed by quantum entanglement, I maintain: one bad thing can set up a force field, out of which spring subsequent bad things.  Update: the washing machine is making screaming sounds and the laptop’s cursor works intermittently.

The dark note gets worse.  Jenny’s cousin attempted suicide and Jenny tries to piece out how her cousin’s mother, he aunt, must be reacting.  She tries science, science doesn’t help much except to suggest some physical correlation for a shattered heart.

Christie’s email inbox, like the inboxes of so many of us, is Out. Of. Control.  She has many schemes for dealing with it, tries many tactics, nothing much works well for long.  The stress is getting to her.  She considers bailing out, she considers just giving in.

Helen reduxes her antidote to this sad, stupid, dangerous world:  sing, sing with other people, let the lines of the song weave everyone together, just sing your hearts out.  This works best with William Byrd’s music.

All those traffic cams, the surveillance cams, the smartphone cams, they’re all taking pictures of Rose.  She doesn’t deeply care.  She does it right back — some of the cams are televised and she’s happy to watch them for as long as it takes.  An aside:  her GIF is pure genius.