Great essay by Corey Robin.
When Trump became a contender for the White House, I saw him as an extension or fulfillment of the conservative movement rather than a break with it. Almost everything people found outrageous and objectionable about his candidacy — the racism, the contempt for institutions, the ambient violence, the hostility to the rule of law — I’d been seeing in the right for years. Little in Trump surprised me, except for the fact that he won.
Whenever I said this, people got angry with me. They still do. For months, now years, I puzzled over that anger. My wife explained it to me recently: in making the case for continuity between past and present, I sound complacent about the now. I sound like I’m saying that nothing is wrong with Trump, that everything will work out. I thought I was giving people a steadying anchor, a sense that they — we — had faced this threat before, a sense that this is the right-wing monster we’ve been fighting all along, since Nixon and Reagan and George W. Bush. Turns out I was removing their ballast, setting them afloat in the intermittent and inconstant air.
Hitchens on The Bell Curve.
We're almost at the end of a great long-lasting weekend, and I just noticed that the Riptide video is almost a complete clone of Bombay. It's interesting to compare and contrast them, the latter is just so much better executed, but the theme and direction is so vile I actually think I end up prefering the softer clone.
Josh asked me to weigh in on a Sam Harris topic, so I checked out that sub again. It was... kinda productive.
- Definitive philosophy work Amazon review collection
- Sam Harris and CTH fanboys clash
- CTH being dumb
- Harris fans articulating why Elon Musk is bad
- Ex-Harris fans explaining why
- Chris Hedges had a spat with him too
I wrote another angry thing off-the-cuff and it again came out better than my more deliberate writing.
Lovely stay-in day. We listened to Champagne Sharks, Carly Rae Jepsen's E・MO・TION, and a little bit of Escaflowne.
I've been railing about how insane I consider the whole "Russia hacked our election" narrative for a while, but things seem to be ratcheting up a bit.
Anne, based on Anne of Green Gables, is actually fantastic. It's got that earnest simple quality I enjoy, and the girl playing Anne is stellar.
I found out that in Japan it's an extremely popular story, known as 赤毛のアン (Red-Haired Anne), and that Prince Edward Island receives a huge amount of Japanese tourism as a result!
This the real question though: Is Great Teacher Onizuka based on Anne of Green Gables?
Well-off people's lives are increasingly alienated and banal even when they're on the shrinking prosperous side of the class war, so they buy these devices to better larp a society of marauding home invaders. (re: Alexa and other surveillance home automation devices)
I am annoyed by media that adds generic protestors for texture, portraying a world fed up with injustice. It's usually used to highlight how incompetent the generic angry masses are, a prelude and moral justification for the forthcoming journey of the individualist randian hero savior. Saw this most recently on Altered Carbon, but it was very prominent in the trashy The Dark Knight Rises. When it's used to make fun of dumbasses, such as True Blood's "god hates fangs", it's okay, though.
This week was all about the lacrosse bro (All Points Bulletin by Dispatch), the otaku geek (Floating Cloud Acoustic Band Japanese Celtic-Folk medley), and the emo (Commit This to Memory by Motion City Soundtrack).
I was talking with Ethan about friendship and such, and he mentioned how he had been talking with a third friend about how much we all had changed.
And he related to me that he replied that in fact we hadn't changed at all. Not one bit.
I'm not sure where I land on the dynamism spectrum, but I know one thing. When I first read this fragment from Catch-22, about the character of Clevinger, I felt uncomfortably alluded to by it.
Clevinger was one of those people with lots of intelligence and no brains, and everyone knew it except those who soon found it out. In short, he was a dope. He often looked to Yossarian like one of those people hanging around modern museums with both eyes together on one side of a face. It was an illusion, of course, generated by Clevinger’s predilection for staring fixedly at one side of a question and never seeing the other side at all. Politically, he was a humanitarian who did know right from left and was trapped uncomfortably between the two. He was constantly defending his Communist friends to his right-wing enemies and his right-wing friends to his Communist enemies, and he was thoroughly detested by both groups, who never defended him to anyone because they thought he was a dope. He was a very serious, very earnest and very conscientious dope. It was impossible to go to a movie with him without getting involved afterwards in a discussion on empathy, Aristotle, universals, messages and the obligations of the cinema as an art form in a materialistic society. Girls he took to the theater had to wait until the first intermission to find out from him whether or not they were seeing a good or a bad play, and then found out at once. He was a militant idealist who crusaded against racial bigotry by growing faint in its presence. He knew everything about literature except how to enjoy it.
I no longer do. So I guess something did change.
Watched Devilman Crybaby. I had high hopes because Ping-Pong: The Animation is my favorite thing, but I thought it was all style no substance, and full of exploitative and immature handling of sexual themes.
With Hunter X Hunter taken down, Mushi-shi is now the only good anime on Netflix.
Cleaning up my bookmarks. There should be a better way!
- SQLite Guide
- Some YouTube ML videos by Sentdex — via Lucas
- The Canton Speech by Eugene V. Debs
- Handstand push-up tips
- tatterdemalion, a nice Haskell blog
- A rundown of async in Python
- 10k JS competition
- Kiwi IRC
- Vimm's Lair for Emulation/ROMs
- Web Design in 4 Minutes was cute
- A Web color guide
- MagicStack seems cool if I ever move to Toronto
- The Monad Challenges. I'm probably ready to take em this time around!
- A guitar tuner
- A discussion of how much it costs to run a website in HN
- More Haskell exercises
- Piskel is a cool Pixel Art editor online
- Pixel Editor an intriguing one offline
- Sudoku Solver in Prolog
- Erlang Beauty
- Websockets in Haskell
- Some REST Guidelines
- Phil Guo's lectures about the CPython internals
- Command-line PostgreSQL
- Minimalistic .vimrc guidelines
- Chat in Rust
- Graph Theory textbook
- Regex dive
I got a job. I actually got two jobs, and a bunch other callbacks. Which means I'm staying in Montreal.
I've watched a lot of "new-classics" as of late, stuff like Kill Bill and The Matrix. I'm very impressed at how good they are, far better than I remembered, modern blockbusters seem very uninspired by comparison.
Before realizing that obviously it was part of the featureset offered by Django REST Framework, I wrote my own throttling mechanism. Here's a testament to my silliness:
Incredibly bizarre Django Testing Error. The test client apparently stringifies everything at one level of nesting or below.
Took me a bit to track down the error, but basically the serialized
posts entity is
, and this is because although we sent a list of dicts, Django silently turns it into a list of strings.
Better fix is to use
rest_framework.test.APITestCase and make requests like this, with a little format hint:
Tear-down of Ready Player One, not by me but I subscribe fully.
Today was kinda taxing. Although I'm deeply unemployed, I helped set up a Rails/Vagrant installation, helped debug geolocation on a React Native app, plunged into all these weird details about Google APIs and Debug Key generation, and also looked at the nuts and bolts of a non-shadow-dom, bespoke jQuery web UI.
Maybe I'm not getting paid but I'm pretty alright.
Contributed to open source, got awareness of https://cors.now.sh/ in return!