Author’s Note: Around 90% of the text of this story is taken verbatim from Wikipedia articles on various famous Princeton alumni, after Kenneth Goldsmith’s lecture and seminar “Uncreative Writing.” If you are curious to know from which alumnus certain details … Read More
In the last 30 days, the town of Princeton has searched for “robot unicorn attack” on average (that is as percentage of total traffic) 25 times as much as Seattle, 30 times as much as Boston and Los Angeles, and … Read More
“Innovator”—Plains (Link) At first we think it’s a requiem; the minors chords on a solo guitar, “ROOSEVELT DIES SUDDENLY” as the featured headline. The women weep as Truman kisses the Bible, then as shadows descend over the mountains the soldiers … Read More
Last night, the carrier rocket sent a special container with the sacred symbols of Turkmenistan: the flag and the unique philosophical work by Saparmurat Niyazov, Ruhnama, to the near-earth orbit from the Baikonur space center. Ruhnama is a messenger of … Read More
The opening of the McDonald’s on the Spanish Steps in Rome was the catalyst that drove Carlo Petrini to found the Slow Food movement in 1986. The 14000-square-foot, 800-seat McDonald’s, one of the largest in the world, has also been … Read More
The Chicago of the last twenty years has tended to stay out of the limelight, unless it is cast as an oasis for bros through the filter of Vince Vaughn (The Dilemma), or functions as the setting for Gotham in The Dark Knight. This is where The Chicago Code steps in, and with the city’s future at the ballot next week, it is rather timely.
The history of standard time began in the mid-1800s, when train companies in Britain began to adopt a time standard based on the sun position at the Royal Observatory in Greenwich, England, called Greenwich Mean Time (GMT). Before this, every town would have its own time standard.
On Sunday April 21st, we went to Forbes brunch to engage in a happening. At approximately 1:15 PM, we entered the Forbes dining room, full of students enjoying their weekly ritual of eggs, bacon, bagels, spreads, and a bowl of melted, viscous chocolate surrounded by an array of edibles awaiting submersion. We arrived relatively inconspicuously, settling at a table in the corner with a small entourage of viewers.