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It’s 5:30 a.m. in Chicago: the time I usually post the Hili dialogues. Here in Delhi, though it’s 4:55 pm, so there’s an 11.5 hour time difference (the time zones are half-an-hour skewed here).
I plan have one or two things posted before I leave tomorrow (up at 3 a.m.), and someone else will post Ms. Hili’s lucubrations in the interim, as Internet is uncertain. There will probably be a few open threads, and Greg will fill in as he can, though Matthew has been laid low by the flu. Stay tuned until the next time Professor Ceiling Cat gets on the internet.
Meanwhile in Dobryzyn, Hili is being bumptious, and Malgorzata is afraid for her glasses:
Hili: Tissues, glasses, nitroglycerin and a cat. Surely that’s all one needs on a bedside table.
Malgorzata: A lack of a cat would be desirable.
In Polish:
Hili: Chusteczki do nosa, okulary, nitrogliceryna i kot. To chyba jest wszystko, co jest potrzebne na nocnym stoliku.
Małgorzata: Brak kota byłby pożądany.
There’s only one beef this week, as I have a friend moderating the site and I am blissfully left unaware of the beefs (this one is actually a tiny filet) I woke up this morning to find this nugget of sunshine from a clueless reader who will remain unnamed:
If you move to Patheos, I will stop reading you.
That is the entire message.
I swear, some people have no idea how they come across to another human being. Rather than take the time to write politely, or leave a comment explaining this rather drastic decision, the reader simply makes a threat to flounce if I move.
I explained to this person, which I shouldn’t have had to, that this constitutes neither polite communication nor civil discourse. Further, I don’t need readers who see fit to send me emails like this, and so I told him that I’d be pleased if he didn’t read my website even now.
What makes some people turn into aggressive jerks when they are behind a keyboard? I urge readers, especially new ones, to read Da Roolz, and write me as if they were talking to me in my living room.
In the meantime, I’ve read every comment about the Patheos issue and see which way the wind is blowing. I will certainly consider those comments seriously when I make my decision, which will be after I return on January 6.
Be aware that when I go to Calcutta tomorrow, and to the university town of Santiniketan thereafter, I may not have Internet connection for a longish while. Therefore I ask readers to have patience, for what photos I take or adventures I have will be recounted when I return to the Web. And all noms will be photographed!
I can see that I’m going to have to do a lot of walking to keep off the poundage here. My hosts are making really lovely meals, and Mr. Das has provided mass quantities of sweets. Just before bed, as I’m deeply jet-lagged, I’ll show my dinner and Mr. Das’s postprandial sweets (see two posts back).
Dinner: fish stew, two types of unusual vegetable, raita (yogurt and vegetables), mixed vegetables, and rice:
And a box of confectionary for after dinner: various kinds of barfi (milk and butter fudge), Mysore pak (the dark one, a speciality, and heavy on the ghee), and Turkish delight (not an Indian sweet, but one that is made by Das’s factory). The white barfi at lower right is made with cashews:
Many Westerners don’t like Indian sweets, saying that they are “too sweet.” But I love them, and Mr. Das’s are the finest I’ve had, as he has a very light hand with the sugar. It’s a pity you can’t taste them—I tried every one in the box!
Mr. Das seems to have a dream job: three cooks, a big house attached to his sweet factory, and 40 cats. I asked him if he had a favorite cat, and he said yes, a cat named “Ladoo,” from the Indian word for “shy”. Ladoo will not let any other human touch him—he swats them with unsheathed claws when they try. But for Mr. Das he will allow complete pettage, including the delicate belly. Some day I will visit his paradise in Bangalore, as I have an invitation!
The people who run Patheos and its atheist channel have asked me to join that channel. I haven’t made any decision, nor am I yet even leaning one way or another. I thought, then, that I’d ask the readers how they feel about this, both to see if people might abscond (I don’t want to lose the friendly community we’ve built up) or gauge what they think of moving to a new place. Readers might help point out advantages and disadvantages that I haven’t thought of. The ones I have are below:
The issues are several. One is ads: I would have no choice about having them. The upside, of course, is extra income, but I’ve no real need for that. The downside is, well, ads, but people have ways to get around them.
The main possible advantage for me is extra readership, as we all like to get as many readers as we can, and for me that means good readers: ones that will contribute to the conversation. I’m told that with membership in the network such an increase would almost certainly happen. But that, too, has a downside, for right now I read almost every comment that is made, and am able to engage with readers; but if readership grows much more I wouldn’t be able to handle it and might have to use other folks as moderators
But a counter-consideration is that I like being a lone, adless wolf, although at the network I am assured I’d be able to post anything I want (I asked specifically about that). Nothing about the content would change, including posts about noms, cats, and boots along with the usual biology and heathen stuff. I would also be free to comment on material written by other members of the network.
Patheos also has technical support: I would get a redesign and be able to add new features, and all my past posts would be added to my site, though I don’t know in what form.
So please tell me what you think. As I said, I’m truly on the fence about this one, and I know that readers will be honest with their thoughts.
It’s appropriate that my first post from India (and posting will be light after I leave Delhi on Wednesday morning) is on food: in particular, my first meal in Delhi. Here is a lovely lunch that my hosts prepared.
Here we have, clockwise from bottom left, potatoes and onions, eggplant and chilis, kebabs with shredded chicken, then the big dish of fish with vegetables, potatoes in tomato sauce, dal (lentils) and dahi vada (savory lentil pastries in a yogurt sauce).
Oy, was I full!
Below are special breads, like chappatis but filled with pureed peas. We ate with our hands, of course, using rice, these breads, and puris to help us grasp the food. (I always eat Indian food with my hands, as is the national custom—right hand only!—much to the chagrin of my friends in America.
The potatoes in tomato sauce and the breads were made by a special guest, Mr. Das from Bangalore. Das, besides being a great cook, happens to own the finest commercial sweet factory in India, K. C. Das, which was first opened by by his great-grandfather Nobin Chandra Das in 1866 in Calcutta. The business is now is expanding to other towns. Nobin Das invented a very famous sweet, rasgulla:Indian “cottage-cheese” balls in a sugar syrup. His son, K. C. Das, was the first person to produce any canned food in India, and that was canned rasgulla.
Mr. Das is visiting my hosts while attending a marriage ceremony in Delhi and buying a machine to fill cups with yogurt (his company was the first in India to make fruit yogurt; most yogurt here, called “curd,” is unflavored and unsweetened).
Here is Mr. Das serving one of his specialties, sonpapri, a very complicated and addictively delicious sweet made from chickpea flour, milk, and the best ghee (clarified butter) he can find. I had never tried this food before (it, like most great Indian sweets, comes from Bengal), and decided it was the second best of all Indian sweets, the best still being ramalai(soft, cheese balls soaked in chilled, thickened milk flavored with cardamom).
The preparation of sonpapri is complicated and laborious: people have to repeatedly stretch and fold the dough to get the right texture, and must keep the milk and ghee mixture at the proper cold temperature. The result, when prepared properly is a delicious flaky sweet (like a mixture of fudge and shredded wheat) that is, as the Brits say, “moreish”. Das takes care not to make his sweets too sweet so as not to overwhelm the flavor of the ghee and other ingredients. Here’s a picture of sonpapri from his firm’s website:
Mr. Das also brought his company’s sandesh, a milk-flavored sweet with the texture of firm fudge. His list of products is here (he was also the first person to manufacture non-sugar confections for diabetics; Indians do love their sweets).
Other sweets from K. C. Das are shown below, including barfi (milk fudge covered with slivered pistachios and silver foil (yes, real silver),as well as an unidentified sweet to the right)
Mr. Das, besides running a great business, also has forty cats! They live in his house, most have names, and, although he is a vegetarian, Das prepares their food (fish and chicken on alternate days) himself, as his cooks are South Indian and won’t handle fish or meat. He loves his cats, some of which remain stationary in various places (one lives atop the washing machine), and has special staff to clean up after them. The stationary cats must have their food brought to them!
On Wednesday morning early (a 6 a.m. flight!), we travel to Calcutta, the home of Indian culture and Bengali food, including, of course, sweets. This is one Indian city I’ve never visited.
Good morning, and happy Monday! Today there is a special Hili dialogue accompanied by this note from Malgorzata:
“In Poland, there is special cause for celebration today. The website “Listy” was born 15 December 2013, and on that day Hili became its official Editor-in-Chief. Today, then, is the first anniversary of the site, and she is very proud of her work.”
And from one rationalist website to another, WEIT congratulates Hili and her staff of Andrzej and Małgorzata (as always, the humans put in all the real effort) on their hard work creating and maintaining Poland’s #1 website for rationalism, secularism, and science appreciation.
A: This is the first birthday of “Listy”.
Hili: I have a feeling I’ve done a helluva job!
In Polish:
Ja: Listy mają pierwsze urodziny.
Hili: Mam wrażenie, że zrobiłam kawał dobrej roboty.
The latest Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal by Zach Weiner purports to show a deep flaw in creationism. But creationists already have an answer to this; I’ll leave it to you to give it in the comments (there’s also a wording problem in the first panel):