Star Wars as Spanish soap opera. I’d probably watch this more than I have the original.
What do you get when you combine a lot of free time, the internet and a banana? This.
The LSE had a surprisingly good lecture on immortality and how the concept has effected human civilization. It’s about an hour and a half but worth it.
Everything left to float in the North Sea ends up drifting to the small island of Texel. Here’s a 15 minute documentary about some old guys on that island who take their beach-combing seriously.
How can you not read this article when it has a paragraph like this?
For a brief moment in the early ‘80s, it looked as if the brave new world of Alien studies was going to splinter irreconcilably on the issue of Officer Ripley’s panties—the anti-panty camp accusing the pro-panty wing of uncritical phallocentrism, the pro-panty caucus accusing the anti-panty wing of repressive and self-defeating assumptions about what constitutes sexism.
The DNA of dogs is so jumbled that it isn’t any help in figuring out when or where they were first domesticated.
Zoos are having to make increasingly difficult decisions about which animals to try to save and which to let go extinct.
…the burden feels less like Noah building an ark and more like Schindler making a list.
It’s not good news that World War Z is going through extensive reshoots and script edits. I suspect this is due to the efforts or the producers to transform the book, which is a collection of anecdotes loosely held together by the concept of a zombie apocalypse, into a cohesive narrative that follows a small number of main characters. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: If you’re going to make this book into some sort of visual media, do it with a TV series where you can change the setting and characters every week. Make it the Love Boat or Fantasy Island of the 2010s.