“Insects make up about two-thirds of all life on Earth [but] there has been some kind of horrific decline,” said Prof Dave Goulson of Sussex University, UK, and part of the team behind the new study. “We appear to be making vast tracts of land inhospitable to most forms of life, and are currently on course for ecological Armageddon. If we lose the insects then everything is going to collapse.”

Well, that’s not terrifying at all. From The Guardian.

19.10.2017 • Permalink

It’s unfashionable these days to care about quantified self services like Strava. It has, in some parts, a bad reputation for those who can only see the segment-chasing alpha males. But for the majority of us who’ll never see a KOM or QOM and whose only competition is ourselves, Strava is a ledger of quiet achievement.

Andrew Travers | Running and not running

12.10.2017 • Permalink

“Sure you could drink a reliable beer that tastes delicious,” continued the brewer, whose flagship beer is called Juice of Anus, “but where’s the sense of adventure in that? Would you rather look like a middle aged dad sipping on a Heineken that tastes lovely or a trendy go getter fighting back a brew that was made in someone’s bathtub and tastes like a tramp’s piss? I know which I’d rather be.”

Drinking Expensive Craft Beer That Tastes Shit Now Cooler Than Drinking Cheap Beer That Tastes Nice

21.09.2017 • Permalink

See, I have no purchase intent when I hit the paywall. I mean, I get irritated that I can’t go see this thing for free, but the deal is, my cognitive state is not open to buying something. It was open to getting something for free. I have just been frustrated. It is possible that I will fork over and FINALLY decide to get my subscription, but I suspect that most people just get frustrated. It’s not that they don’t *want* to support quality journalism, it’s that they don’t feel like buying it *right then*.

Dan Hon making a salient point about online news and the purchasing problem.

16.09.2017 • Permalink

Art is now, above all, purchasable – and this commodification is apocalyptic in precisely the opposite way of the exposition. In the classic exposition we displayed objects as a means to celebrate the possible future or the material potential of the present. In the gallery, as in the auction house, we still celebrate exorbitant sales as an expression of apocalyptic insecurity, but the only recapitulation here is the affirmation of purchasing power – of the current and future investment prospects of Basquiat, of a world possibly without materials, of a world entirely composed of capital. There is no celebration of aesthetic or material potential, or a celebration of possible advance, only the grotesque spectacle of meaningless wealth reinforcing itself – the market hollowing out and infecting one of our last bastions against the market’s pull.

The Big Basquiat Sale Is Art’s Capitalist Apocalypse

28.05.2017 • Permalink