In what is likely in the big book of worst-case scenarios for 2020, a complete meltdown in Iowa that seemed to go against Bernie should have topped everyone's list. He has a mobilized army of online supporters who know that no one on the inside likes their guy, and they’re ready to burn the place down to get him through the . . .
I am slowly working my way through the book Automating the Boring Stuff with Python by Al Sweigart. I'm mostly working through a lot of the same concepts I previously covered in earlier entries in the series. While that content is useful to reinforce concepts for someone swapping between learning a new language and coding in Powershell at . . .
One of the reasons that I stopped doing the link posts is I really didn't want to make it a daily chore to scan through hours of news to write a sentence or two of snark. I still read about the same amount, but what I read isn't based on finding stories fit for riffing a couple of sentences.
The internet fuels . . .
If there were a rock biography fit for the comic pages, it would be David Bowie. Mike Allred chooses his most visual and iconic era, Ziggy Stardust, to fill out the pages of the rise from London folkie to glam superstar. * BOWIE: Stardust, Rayguns, & Moonage Daydreams* is partially a biography, but mostly a loving tribute to Bowie’s sheer . . .
I have not been good at keeping up with writing about books as I finish them here. To clear the slate at the beginning of the year, I'm going to do a short round-up.
Radicalized by Cory Doctorow
Cory Doctorow is the master at sci-fi as a polemic. His stories are pointed but also dense with allegory . . .
Last year I did a simple scrape of LastFM to build a mathematical list of my top albums. This year, I spent a fair amount of the summer making mixes for my bike rides, which skewed things a bit toward more aggressive or energetic stuff. So I spent the last month or so revisiting everything I picked up in 2019, and found I needed to expand the . . .
Curating your own interests is essential. There are so many think pieces devoted to curating your media diet or trimming down on the time that you spend on social media. The concept reads to me that too many people are passively letting crap come to them. Of course, the algorithm is shit, the algorithm only exists to . . .