Another contest: photograph yourself with FvF in an incongruous place

July 21, 2015 • 2:00 pm

Okay, we already have a photograph of reader Tom Czarny holding up Faith versus Fact in front of the Vatican. Now reader Mark Cagnetta has sent in a related photo, which came with this caption:

In tribute to your recent visit to Arizona I took this shot in front of the new Mormon Temple in Phoenix.

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Having two photos of course inspired a contest, especially now that the Trump Your Cat Contest is coming to an end (winner announced soon). Here are the rules for the new contest:

Send a photo of yourself (or a member of your family) holding Faith versus Fact in the most incongruous place or situation you can think of. Be creative. 

I’ll give people a whole month to think of cool photos. Deadline: August 20, 2015; one entry per person. NO PHOTOSHOPPING. If you have the book on Kindle, you can still find a way.

The winner will get a hardback of the book (first edition, first printing) autographed by me, made out to whomever you want, and with a cat of your choice drawn in it. Of course you’ll already have procured a copy of the book to take the photo, so if you wish I’ll substitute a paperback copy of WEIT (I have no more hardbacks).

Both Tom and Mark have been grandfathered into the contest.

p.s. Try this in front of mosques only at your own risk. . .

The Last Trump

July 21, 2015 • 10:30 am

Ceiling Cat (PBUH) has communed with His Emissary on earth and announced the close of the Trump Your Cat contest. Here are a few last entries.

Pauline sent us this note:

This is our skinny, no svelte, black Zelda of 18 years, working the Trump do. At this golden age, she’s still a master mouser.
This photo gig was harder to pull off than I expected.  The first sittings were not to her liking, as she was beyond affronted, and then felt she’d rather tussle with the tassel. However, success! She found the yellow Swiffer dusting pad quite cozy on her head, and even slept with it. A very economical solution for those bad hair days.
You're fired!
You’re fired!

Avis James writes:

Here is Janet doing her “Trump the Cat”.  She has her mouth open and
looks a bit pissed off, just like the other Trump.  She is wearing
shavings from the wood cabinets we are making for our new kitchen.

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And there’s even an entry from over the pond – Mike Barnes writes:

Election fever hits England.
(from Sara Longmuir)
P.S. Cat’s name is Compo.
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From reader Charles Jones:
This photo captures the multi-deranged comb-over, the wrinkled brow denoting serious brain power, and the moment just before The Neville fired the new kitten, Fluffer-noodle.
Photo credit: Hannah Jones
P.S. Neville is dumber than a post.
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And last under the limbo bar, Randy Schenck who writes:
The Trump victim is Emma, with hair provided by Bumper.
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Readers’ Wildlife photos: ‘roos & emus & squirrels

July 21, 2015 • 8:00 am

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Michael Glenister wote in with some wonderful photos. He writes:

Just got back from our annual trek to the Kangaroo Farm in Kelowna.  Here are a few shots I thought you would enjoy:
– a few shots of the (very friendly) Columbian ground squirrels at Manning Park
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– a praying mantis my eagle-eyed son spotted in the plants around our motel.  See if you can find it!
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– kangaroos, including albinos
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– capybara (first time I’ve had a chance to stroke and feed one)
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– an emu and young
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– sugar gliders (very soft fur)
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– if you arrive early, you get to feed the babies
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 Thanks Michael, those are gorgeous.

Tuesday: Hili Dialogue

July 21, 2015 • 4:06 am

Good morning!

Today was a terrible day back in 365 AD when a tsunami hit Alexandria, in 1925 the infamous Scopes trial ended with a conviction and a fine of $100 for teacher John Scopes. It was also the day in 2011 when NASA’s final shuttle mission ended, and in 2005 two weeks after a first round of attacks, London’s underground and bus transit system was attacked again.

Our feline princess is being sociable and friendly today, however she may have ulterior motives.

Zosia: Here you are!
Hili: Here I am and I may be petted.

 

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In Polish:

Zosia: Tu jesteś!
Hili: Tu jestem i można mnie głaskać.

Short and sweet: an epitaph

July 20, 2015 • 3:53 pm

I suppose this is the way I’d want my desmise announced: short and sweet.  As reported by PuffHo, here it is, as published in the Fargo-Moorhead (North Dakota) Forum:

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PuffHo gives a little bit more information:

Legler’s daughter, Janet Stoll, says that her father had long insisted on a short and sweet death notice.

“He said over and over, when I die I want my obituary to just say ‘Doug Died,’” Stoll told the Forum. ”[Other people’s obituaries] would say ‘he was the president of this, a director of this’ and Dad would say, ‘What, couldn’t they hold down a job?'”

Stoll added that her dad, who died on Jun. 27 at the age of 85, was “very lighthearted and had a great sense of humor.”

According to the Forum, Legler worked for many years as a driver for the Nash Finch Company. He is said to have been a car enthusiast and an avid singer who loved country music.

Which reminds me of a Jewish joke, which I’m able to relate because I’m a landsman:

Mrs. Greenblatt comes into a newspaper office and says she wants to put her husband’s obituary into the paper. “I want just two words,” she says: “Saul died.”

The editor says, “Well, that’s fine, but the minimum price for an obituary allows you up to five words.”

Mrs. Greenblatt thinks a minute. “Okay,” she says. “Use this one: Saul died. Cadillac for sale.”

I’ll be here all week, folks.

 

Infinite Monkey Cage and a Cobb/Coynecidence

July 20, 2015 • 11:07 am

by Matthew Cobb

Jerry’s appearance on the BBC Radio 4 programme The Infinite Monkey Cage has just been broadcast. You can listen to it, anywhere in the world, by going here (NB this is the podcast version, so is a bit longer than the broadcast version – 46 minutes! And you can download it as an MP3, to keep). Lots of interesting stuff about the nature of scientific theories, and how Jerry would react if evolution were shown NOT to be true (he doesn’t mention having to change the title of this website…)

And while we’re about it, David Lamb tw**ted me this picture of my book Life’s Greatest Secret, which he came across in NYC. Thanks to the foibles of the alphabet, I am in good company!

https://twitter.com/DavidLamb93/status/623136458052870144

 

When the Big One hits the U.S.

July 20, 2015 • 11:00 am

Professor Ceiling Cat has an article that he highly recommends you read. It’s in the latest New Yorker, and is called “The really big one” by Kathryn Schulz (subtitle: “An earthquake will destroy a sizable portion of the coastal Northwest. The question is when.”). It’s a superbly researched and written account (also free to access) of what’s going to happen when the Big Earthquake hits not California, but the Pacific Northwest.  The scenario is not pretty, with at least 30,000 deaths and massive destruction of the infrastructure. Here’s a short excerpt:

When the next very big earthquake hits, the northwest edge of the continent, from California to Canada and the continental shelf to the Cascades, will drop by as much as six feet and rebound thirty to a hundred feet to the west—losing, within minutes, all the elevation and compression it has gained over centuries. Some of that shift will take place beneath the ocean, displacing a colossal quantity of seawater. (Watch what your fingertips do when you flatten your hand.) The water will surge upward into a huge hill, then promptly collapse. One side will rush west, toward Japan. The other side will rush east, in a seven-hundred-mile liquid wall that will reach the Northwest coast, on average, fifteen minutes after the earthquake begins. By the time the shaking has ceased and the tsunami has receded, the region will be unrecognizable. Kenneth Murphy, who directs FEMA’s Region X, the division responsible for Oregon, Washington, Idaho, and Alaska, says, “Our operating assumption is that everything west of Interstate 5 will be toast.”

In the Pacific Northwest, everything west of Interstate 5 covers some hundred and forty thousand square miles, including Seattle, Tacoma, Portland, Eugene, Salem (the capital city of Oregon), Olympia (the capital of Washington), and some seven million people. When the next full-margin rupture happens, that region will suffer the worst natural disaster in the history of North America. Roughly three thousand people died in San Francisco’s 1906 earthquake. Almost two thousand died in Hurricane Katrina. Almost three hundred died in Hurricane Sandy. FEMA projects that nearly thirteen thousand people will die in the Cascadia earthquake and tsunami. Another twenty-seven thousand will be injured, and the agency expects that it will need to provide shelter for a million displaced people, and food and water for another two and a half million. “This is one time that I’m hoping all the science is wrong, and it won’t happen for another thousand years,” Murphy says

In fact, the science is robust, and one of the chief scientists behind it is Chris Goldfinger. Thanks to work done by him and his colleagues, we now know that the odds of the big Cascadia earthquake [magnitude 8.0-8.6] happening in the next fifty years are roughly one in three. The odds of the very big one [magnitude 8.7-9.2]  are roughly one in ten.

. . . Together, the sloshing, sliding, and shaking will trigger fires, flooding, pipe failures, dam breaches, and hazardous-material spills. Any one of these second-order disasters could swamp the original earthquake in terms of cost, damage, or casualties—and one of them definitely will. Four to six minutes after the dogs start barking, the shaking will subside. For another few minutes, the region, upended, will continue to fall apart on its own. Then the wave will arrive, and the real destruction will begin.

Don’t miss this article. If you live west of Interstate 5, you may want to move, as the quake is way overdue.

h/t: Diane G.