more details forthcoming!

I’ve started pulling Manned Spaceflight Awareness poster images from ebay auctions (that seems to be the only reasonable way to see what they looked like in decent image quality if you’re not in Adelphi)–these are, I think, one of the most fascinating artifacts of the space program, since they show not only NASA’s internal self-image but are a visual representation of the importance of not just engineers, astronomers, and astronauts, but the physical limits of what’s possible for the manufacturing and assembly workers that actually realized the planned artifacts.

i guess i finally need to read this?

There can be no question that the rocket ship is the genre’s primary icon…. It is an identifier, like the cross or the hammer and sickle, with a single all-encompassing meaning, one that transcends all distinctions of class, taste, or even logic.

–Thomas M. Disch, The Dreams Our Stuff is Made of: How Science Fiction Conquered the World, 1998.

Oft, in that wickless chalet all begorn…

Holy moly, how did I miss this?  It’s a Cyberiad adventure game Google doodle! You are Trurl! Add! With the the machine so stupid, it thought that two and two was seven! Oscillate! With that cybernetic muse, the Electronic Bard!  Shoot! At the cubic planet! Construct! The machine that could create anything starting with the letter “N”!

This is a poem about a haircut! But lofty, nobel, tragic, timeless, full of love, treachery, retribution, quiet heroism in the face of certain doom! Six lines, cleverly rhymed, and every word beginning with the letter “s”!

Seduced, shaggy Samson snored.
She scissored short. Sorely shorn,
Soon shackled slave, Samson sighed,
Silently scheming,
Sightlessly seeking
Some savage, spectacular suicide.

novelty cash-ins, part one

Sure, “Dawn of Correction” is pretty famous, but what about “Dawn of Instruction” by the Jayhawkers (aka Dwight Douglas and the Jayhawkers, aka Lenny and the Thundertones)?

It’s a marginally better song, but I think that’s just because it more closely plagiarizes the original–instead of that weird atonal thing the Spokesmen do in the chorus of “Correction.”  And did the Spokesmen really think the thing that made Dylan popular was a lot of stereo effects and reverb? Well, I guess it might have been.

Plus Dave White (the frowny Spokesman) looks sort of like a pudgy Vincent Kartheiser, no?