So you’ve got this fish. And it’s got eyes on either side of its head, like any normal, self-respecting fish should have. Then you decide to start keeping it on the seafloor, where it can lie flat on its side and camouflage in the sand. Smart move! But now one of its eyes is on the ground!
You could just make your fish a new body that’s oriented flat-wise, like a stingray’s. You could do that. Or you could take the fish that’s born vertical and, during its most vulnerable developmental years, slowly move one of its eyes across to the other side of its head until the poor bastard looks like something Pablo Picasso dreamed up after a scuba-diving accident.
As if puberty weren’t bad enough already. Thanks a lot, evolution.
The Dalai Lama reads Tintin in Tibet
I wonder where he finds these.
Sometimes evolution has terrifying fever dreams where everything is beautiful but nothing makes any sense. Shapes and colors appear and disappear and rearrange themselves like mad ghosts, and nothing ends up quite where it’s supposed to be. What do these dreams mean? Evolution doesn’t know. But when it wakes up in the morning, it makes some really weird-ass birds.
The phrase chintan shivir entered my world again today. For a moment I was reminded of the tv of my childhood, when DD news was religiously watched and fat men in white kurtas would sit on mattresses covered in white bedsheets and delay the really interesting programmes from coming on.
"While the mathematician chiefly rejoices in the clarity of thought that is being attained , the engineer must always remember that the applications and results that he needs will come from such rationality and such alone"
Satyajit Ray Sketches His Favorite Filmmakers
Sketches of famous directors by the one and only Satyajit Ray from the book “Deep Focus: Reflections on Cinema”
Kind of sad he liked that racist bastard. But I wonder if it is truly possible to appreciate the darkness of the Griffith world view from outside the US.
Ezra Pound, “And the Days Are Not Full Enough”
You never really think of books as an industrial product do you?
(It is men and girls, not men and women )