Okay, it’s not exactly a panel, but it is sort of weird… And it did clue me into the some arcane tidbits of film history. For example, I didn’t even know about the fifteen part-serial Nyoka, the Jungle Girl (1941), which claimed to be based on an Edgar Rice Burroughs 1929 novel, Jungle Girl, even though ERB’s book takes place in Cambodia, and Nyoka (“snake” in Swahili) is clearly set in the Hollywood mythos Africa.
As if the mere thought of an annoying robot fly isn’t enough, we now have the real thing, thanks to Dr. Robert Wood at Harvard’s Microrobotics Laboratory. Check
DBR Podcast 2 - Memoirs of a Revolutionist. An excerpt from Memoirs of a Revolutionist, Peter Kropotkin’s Memoirs describing the ideals of young socialists in Russia during
After lengthy consideration, I finally shelled out for some recording gear, so that I could produce audio content. You can see the complete set up for Diamond Bay Radio in the photo above. The basic
An excerpt from Wiktor Woroszylski’s Life of Mayakovsky (1970), in which Mayakovsky meets Berliuk for the first time and also composes his first poem. The setting is Moscow, 1911, at the School of Pai
Yet another delightful find on my recent trip to Berlin, was a pamphlet I found when I stopped into the Zeughaus Kino to see what movies were showing that night. They happened to be in the middle of
The ailing Spirit Rover - already a four-year veteran of Mars exploration - is now limping backwards over the red planet. One of Rover’s front wheels is gone gammy, hopelessly stuck. But, lo and b
Let’s ponder this odd cover by Russ Heath, which somehow perfectly describes the mood of the current administration’s Cabinet meetings. Just when it seems that everyone who knows too much has been stu
Haven’t you sometimes said to yourself, I’ll bet other people can see me! And you’re puzzled as to what to do about this serious, baffling problem of being conspicuous… At once overly self-conscious, and at the same time paranoid and internalized, it is no wonder that the previous statement was written by our favorite paranoid schizo SF writer, Philip K. Dick. However, it is worth taking a closer look at the tendency for humans to worry about their own self-consciousness and appearance, since it is obvious that our right to privacy is under serious attack. Although the government is wrestling with the issue, it is by no means certain that the harsh surveillance tactics brought to us in recent years are coming to an end. Indeed, the inquisitorial big-brother milieu extends beyond the concept of mere observation…as Dick implies, there is an active attempt to instigate our own self-doubts and keep us trapped in a spiral of confusion. Everywhere we go, we are bombarded now by advertisements for drugs. These often take the form of overt manipulation. For those who are having a bad day, or have low self-esteem, these could trigger a whole chain of thoughts, a sort of self-reinforcing trap for which, SURPRISE! Drug companies have an ANSWER! And with the relaxation of restrictions on Direct to Consumer Drug advertising, this predatory form of brainwashing is reaching epidemic proportions.
Dude, this is all over the web, but nonetheless… imagine if the Unified Field Theory was encapsulated in a geometric diagram - an image - which is actually a graphic depiction of a 57 dimensional obj