Montag, 13. Oktober 2003

Des millions d'hommes dans le monde portent l'antique slip kangourou ou slip à poche ouverte. Vous trouverez ici tout ce que vous voulez savoir sur ce slip et que vous n'aviez jamais osé demander !

Kängurubeutelslipportal, oder wie man das halt nennen soll. Via la chambre des demoiselles.





texte zur kunst > dokumente sprechen nicht





für das studium der world domination enterprises: université tangente





alkohoroskope via gawker.





Scientists in North Carolina have built a brain implant that lets monkeys control a robotic arm with their thoughts, marking the first time that mental intentions have been harnessed to move a mechanical object.

The technology could someday allow people with paralyzing spinal cord injuries to operate machines or tools with their thoughts as naturally as others today do with their hands. It might even allow some paralyzed people to move their own arms or legs again, by transmitting the brain's directions not to a machine but directly to the muscles in those latent limbs.

The brain implants could also allow scientists or soldiers to control, hands-free, small robots that could perform tasks in inhospitable environments or in war zones.

Washington Post: Monkeys Control Robotic Arm With Brain Implants





gawker: the over guide





Java Logs statt Ersatz Logs





So, are you congratulating yourself on having read everything on our list or screwing the newspaper up into a ball and aiming it at the nearest bin? Are you wondering what happened to all those American writers from Bret Easton Ellis to Jeffrey Eugenides, from Jonathan Franzen to Cormac McCarthy? Have women been short-changed? Should we have included Pat Barker, Elizabeth Bowen, A.S. Byatt, Penelope Fitzgerald, Doris Lessing and Iris Murdoch?

The Observer: The 100 greatest novels of all time





Das Hollywood Issue des New Yorker

  • THE REAL McKEE by IAN PARKER. Lessons of a screenwriting guru.
    He had just told two hundred people in a Hunter College lecture hall that there were five elements without which a thriller was probably not a thriller: cheap surprise; a false ending; the protagonist shown to be a victim; a speech made in praise of the villain; and a hero-at-the-mercy-of-the-villain scene.
    * AFTER THE REVOLUTION by LOUIS MENAND. Bernardo Bertolucci revisits Paris.
    The words are taken from a remark of Talleyrand’s: “He who did not live in the years before the revolution cannot understand what the sweetness of living is.” Bertolucci insisted that he meant the title ironically, that life “before the revolution” is agony; he has his protagonist mutter, despairingly, “It’s always ‘before the revolution’ if you’re like me.” But with movies you believe the camera—what the camera loves cannot be all bad—and the camera tells us that although Talleyrand was undoubtedly on the wrong side, he was not wrong. “At first my story was a modern ‘Charterhouse,’” Bertolucci explained in an interview in the Cahiers in 1965, “but then it gradually developed into ‘Sentimental Education.’” Fabrizio is not a revolutionary; he is playing at being a revolutionary, because that is what young people in the postwar middle class do. His kind of revolution is just a chapter in the bourgeois family romance (thus the incest: it violates the norms of the nuclear family)
    * Arts & Crafts: Weapons Coordinator. POINT-BLANK by Michael Agger.
    If you want a war, he can do medieval, colonial, civil, modern, and future. He knows a guy in Jersey who can get you tanks. He’s been in the business long enough to see Dirty Harry’s .44 Magnum be replaced by the .50-calibre Desert Eagle as the weapon of choice when someone wants to make a statement.
    Offline: David Denby: My Life as a Paulette. Pauline Kael and her followers.




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