“Sobe e Desce” também é digno de atenção. Provavelmente foram Hamilton Poeta e Tony Carinhoso que compuseram a expressão beijos no seu coração. (Via f-Utilidades)
O Flying Spaghetti Monster aparece hoje no NY Times! But Is There Intelligent Spaghetti Out There?, por Sarah Boxer.
Mr. Henderson, who said in an e-mail message that his divine vision was induced by “a lack of sleep and a mounting disgust over the whole I.D. issue,” has wit on his side. His god not only resembles human brains (proof, a fan writes, that “we were created in His image”) but also looks like the kind of bacteria that proponents of intelligent design hold up as too complex to be the work of evolution alone.
And yet the Church of the Flying Spaghetti Monster flourishes. It even has schisms. A rival faction, based on SPAM (Spaghetti & Pulsar Activating Meatballs), has formed. And there’s bickering, Mr. Henderson said in an e-mail message, about whether the god is made of spaghetti or linguini. Those people, he noted, “give me a headache.”
Quem mora em Malmo, Suécia, pode emprestar muçulmanos, homossexuais e dinamarqueses da biblioteca local. Por 45 minutos. Not a Swedish Joke saiu no Wall Street Journal de ontem.
(…) Ullah Brohed pioneered the “Living Library” project earlier this month. “You sometimes hear people’s prejudices and you realize that they are just uninformed,” she says. And since a library exists to educate, she decided to give Swedish bigots the opportunity to come face to face with the prejudice of their choice. The Malmo library also offers a Danish man (since some Swedes and Danes don’t get along too well) and, to our great mbarrassment, even a journalist. “Maybe not all journalists are know-it-all and sensationalist,” Ms. Brohed says.
Inspired by this example, a library in the Dutch city of Almelo plans to start its own human lending program next month. “The customers can rent a veiled Muslim woman and finally ask her all the questions they would never dare to ask if they met her on the street,” says the director, Jan Krol. (…)
Não deixa de ser interessante, mas este artigo no NY Times de ontem sobre o uso medicinal de sanguessugas e vermes embrulhou meu estômago: Age-Old Cures, Like the Maggot, Get U.S. Hearing.
Leeches, it turns out, are particularly good at draining excess blood from surgically reattached or transplanted appendages. As microsurgeons tackle feats like reattaching hands, scalps and even faces, leeches have become indispensable.
As for maggots, they are unparalleled in their ability to clean festering, gangrenous wounds. For diabetics and others whose wounds fail to heal, maggots, pressed into dying flesh by wire-mesh bandages, can save a limb and speed healing.
Tem gente que defende Intelligent Design e refuta a teoria da evolução por achar que esta carece de senso comum e provas definitivas, e um tal de Dr. Hovind desafia os evolucionistas, oferecendo um quarto de milhão para quem prová-la empiricamente. Pois então, agora o BoingBoing está oferecendo um milhão de verdinhas para quem provar que Jesus não é filho do Flying Spaghetti Monster. A estória inteira pode ser lida no post do BoingBoing.
Muito engraçada esta Worth1000 Photoshop Contest. Ao lado vai a Paris Hilton.
David Sedaris está na New Yorker dessa semana: It’s Catching – Worms, germs, and Christmas.