Monday, June 30, 2025

(or Cetancodonta)

Just to be clear: The Pygmy Sperm Whale is a distinct and separate species from the Dwarf Sperm Whale. That’s not to say they are not closely related; they are, being the only two members of the genus Kogia in the charmingly named suborder Whippomorpha. Starting with naturalist James Hector, who was kicked by a horse at Kicking Horse Pass, science actually lumped them together as a single species for 120 years, as if to say, “All members of the genus Kogia, the toothed sperm whales, look alike to us.” One can only imagine how hurtful this must have been.

Monday, June 23, 2025

The Crux of the Matter

Fluffy Landing is the name of a place in Florida. It could just as easily be the name of a very fit woman of a certain age who runs a stable. But let’s forget Florida for a minute. Ohio contains two places with the absolute most dreamiest place names ever: Ashtabula and Elyria. And get this. A cast s-shaped one-piece bicycle bottom bracket and crank assembly is called an “Ashtabula crank,” while Arthur Lovett Garford, who was born in Elyria in the year 1858, grew up to invent the padded bicycle seat, a crucial development in the history of cycling.

Monday, June 16, 2025

Contingent Logicalism

I believe that each of us has the right and possibly the duty to found our own school of philosophy and give it a cool name and then argue in its defense until our inevitable demise. We should seek acolytes in the full knowledge that they will fall out with us over some arcane point and repudiate our teachings when founding their own school. Everything we accomplish in our lives will then be consigned to the ash heap of history, where old ideas can be scrounged up for free and hot-glued together in the form of new and startling insights.

Monday, June 9, 2025

A terrible thing to waste

We don’t need to add states. We need to subtract or rather consolidate them. Like, fold up Pennsylvania, Ohio, Indiana, Illinois, and Wisconsin into one. If Rustbeltiana was a single state, it would be about 248,000 square miles in area, comparable to Texas (around 268,000). And it would have a lot more people than the Lone Star state, maybe 49 vs. 39 million. (It would also have 7 Major League Baseball teams.) Then, for neatness, we should simply give Michigan to Canada. In general, I have found Michiganders to be very polite and cautious people who would fit right in.

Monday, June 2, 2025

Trying times

The way I see it, a human life can be divided into four stages. Stage one is where you try to get your bearings and figure out what the hell is going on here. Failing that, you move on to stage two as you try to prove to an uncaring world how very very special you are. During stage three you try to make yourself useful. Stage four you try to make yourself comfortable. An extended attachment to stage one has produced some of the most wonderful things our species has ever done. Too long in stage two makes monsters.

Monday, May 26, 2025

Merciless

A news headline from the BBC: “Roof of historic Ming Dynasty tower collapses in China.” It’s a historic site, nobody was injured, repairs will be made, and so on. I just need to point out that if the roof of a historic Ming Dynasty tower is going to collapse anywhere in the world, all indications are that said collapse will occur in China. That should go without saying, yet they went ahead and said it, being redundant as I too have also done as well, but they lack my excuse of needing to stretch this to exactly 100 words...long.

Monday, May 19, 2025

The Smart Money

So okay. So your toast might could land on the kitchen floor with the butter side up. There is a possibility that the person behind the wheel of that BMW is not a total douche, as well as non-zero chance that the 62-year-old millionaire investment banker and the 26-year-old stripper really truly love each other in a way that is not icky at all. Your trousers might actually have shrunk quite a bit since the last time you wore them and that’s maybe just a freckle. It turns out there’s a broad gray area between highly unlikely and absolutely impossible.