пятница, 11 мая 2018 г.

When I started writing Between The World And Me


I am in DC today, and I do not know how Claire Underwood never seems to experience the effects of humidity.

Erlich

Rodarte doesn’t even go here:
But Rodarte is not readily accessible. It is possible for an ordinary but well-heeled consumer to walk into a store or log into a website and make a Rodarte purchase — but doing so will be easier if that shopper is no larger than a size 4.
Rodarte tends to be sold by special order or through trunk shows. Nordstrom sells it only in its Seattle store. Neiman Marcus sells it solely in Beverly Hills. And instead of delivering four or more collections a year, as other brands do, Rodarte delivers two.



TNC:
When I started writing Between The World And Me, the only person’s permission I needed was black. He was my editor. He grew up like me. He understood where I was trying to go—even when I didn’t quite understand it myself. My father—who subsidized the self-published blog which is the seed of my presence here—read and critiqued the book before it was published. My mother—who taught me to read and write—did the same. The first stop on the book tour was West Baltimore. The next was Catonsville High School, where my mother works. The next was Howard University. Throughout the tour, we made a specific effort to be in black spaces, and pull in black bookstores. This was not a carefully laid plan to seduce white liberals. It was an attempt to be able to sleep at night. Writing a book from a black perspective is freeing. Seeing it constantly examined from a white perspective is depressing.

Atlas Obscura has like three great things about Canada-adjacent topics, here is the first:
When the linguists Martin Meissner and Stuart Philpott first started visiting sawmills in British Columbia in the 1970s, they thought they’d find workers communicating without speaking, probably with some simple gestures that contained technical information. There was a long history of such communication in the face of extreme noise: For centuries, American mill workers had used systems of hand signals to tell each other, across the unending roar of the saws, how to cut wood.
What they discovered, though, floored them. The researchers witnessed a sign language system complete enough that workers could call each other “you crazy old farmer,” tell a colleague that he was “full of crap,” or tell each other when the foreman was “fucking around over there.”

Here is the second:
Considering the geographical, cultural, and economic closeness of our two countries, it’s almost perverse that Americans take so much pride in their ignorance about all things Canada. Drake? Dan Aykroyd? The new hot prime minister? Is that it? But everyone knows what Canadians are supposed to sound like: they are are a people who pronounce “about” as “aboot” and add “eh” to the ends of sentences.”
Unfortunately, that’s wrong. Like, linguistically incorrect. Canadians do not say “aboot.” What they do say is actually much weirder.
Canadian English, despite the gigantic size of the country, is nowhere near as diverse as American Zodiac English; think of the vast differences between the accents of a Los Angeleno, a Bostonian, a Chicagoan, a Houstonian, and a New Yorker. In Canada, there are some weird pockets: Newfoundland and Labrador speak a sort of Irish-cockney-sounding dialect, and there are some unique characteristics in English-speaking Quebec. But otherwise, linguistically, the country is fairly consistent.

Here is the third! You already know about this if you have ever met me, because I tell people about French-Canadian swears constantly, so much so that we have an ex-Navy friend from Georgia who now says tabarnak when he stubs a toe:
Then there’s a phrase like this, which I saw on a friend’s neighbor’s front door once: “La doorbell est fuckée.” The word “fuck,” for the record, is fairly common in Québec, but isn’t really a swear; it’s a mutated form of an English, but it’s only barely rude, meaning “broken” or “messed up.”
Québec has few swears that you’d also find in France. Merde, maybe. I’ve heard enculer before, which means something like the verb “to fuck” and is usually paired with something else to enhance it. But the best swears are the sacres.
The sacres is the group of Catholic swears unique to Québec. There are many of them; the most popular are probably tabarnak (tabernacle), ostior hostie or estie (host, the bread used during communion), câlisse(chalice), ciboire (the container that holds the host), and sacrament(sacrament). These usually have some milder forms as well, slightly modified versions that lessen their blow. “For example, tabarnouche and tabarouette are non-vulgar versions of tabarnak, similar to ‘shoot’ and ‘darn’ in English,” says Polesello.

PENTHOUSE BIRDWATCHING:
Though you can see migrating raptors soaring at altitudes well over 800 feet over the city during the day, most species of diurnal birds migrate after nightfall. It’s safer. Temperatures are cooler, and there are fewer predators around. Fewer, not none. Just before I arrived, Farnsworth saw a peregrine falcon drifting ominously around the building. Peregrines frequently hunt at night here. From high-rise lookout perches, they launch flights out into the darkness to grab birds and bats. In more natural habitats, falcons cache the bodies of birds they’ve killed among crevices in cliffs. The ones here tuck their kills into ledges on high-rises, including the Empire State. For a falcon, a skyscraper is simply a cliff: It brings the same prospects, the same high winds, the same opportunities to stash a takeout meal.

The History of Pho:
The original pho was a simple bowl of broth, noodles, and boiled beef. Then cooks began offering slices of rare beef as an optional add-on. In the late 1920s, people debated the merits of pho featuring Chinese five-spice, sesame oil, tofu, and ca cuong (a pear-scented water-beetle pheromone). Around 1930, pho xao don—pan-fried pho rice noodles topped with a saucy beef and vegetable stir-fry—was introduced and received well.
Things got heated in 1939, when pho restaurants began selling chicken pho (pho ga). It usually happened on Mondays and Fridays, and was likely due to the government forbidding the sale of beef in order to control the slaughtering of draft animals for food. Purists initially decried chicken pho as being un-pho-like, but in the end, itprevailed as a worthy and tasty preparation in its own right. In fact, some pho shops eventually decided to specialize in pho ga.

whelp:
Scheduling conflicts seem to be a surprisingly common excuse for missing an event that was announced a year and a half ago. Others offered mushy noncommitments.
“Just as they’re firming up the schedule, it kind of looks like there’s a lot of stuff for me to do,” said Senator Ron Johnson of Wisconsin, explaining why he probably couldn’t make it.
Asked if Mr. Trump had anything to do with his reluctance, Mr. Johnson, who is in a heated re-election campaign, broke into a big smile and said, “Oh, of course not.”

WHELP:
“I think that putting a wife to work is a very dangerous thing. If you’re in business for yourself, I really think it’s a bad idea. I think that was the single greatest cause of what happened to my marriage with Ivana,” Trump said.
He said that he disliked hearing her “shouting on the phone” during contentious business deals.
“A softness disappeared. There was a great softness to Ivana, and she still has that softness, but during this period of time she became an executive not a wife,” Trump had said.

вторник, 8 мая 2018 г.

Murmansk forever or Rabinovich and Angela

Angelica was constantly tormented by depression, neither pills nor psychoanalysts could not help her anymore. It seemed like she was getting the depressions out of the closet, was wearing it for a while, then she took off and put on a new one. Depression from loneliness, depression from dissatisfaction with boredom from lack of money from excess money, it is easy to wear one, it easily puts on another. It seemed that this beautiful and successful woman from New York was missing, but she lacked everything.One fine day Angelica decides what needs to be cardinal, what to change. She took out the globe and decided that where her finger would go down there she would go. Closing her eyes, Anzhelika twisted the globe several times and after the ball stopped poking its miniature finger into it.
-Murmansk-she read it on the globe.
It's cold in Russia, bears go, drink vodka and the harsh people play the balalaika-that's all Angelica knew about this mysterious country. Angelica realized that this is a sign from above, after all, what could be the depression in Russia?
Gathering her suitcases, Angelica went to Russia.
The first shock happened at the airport with the strange name "Domodedovo". Angelica saw the lovely smiling people not at all what she heard from the American media, where the Russians appeared in an aggressive image who wanted to destroy the civilized world. A short transplant and she arrives in Murmansk. Having landed at the airport in Murmansk, she catches a taxi with a big picture of a tank and strange slogans "To Berlin". Angelica believes that this is probably a tankosalon advertisement for the sale of tanks. How interesting Angelica thinks in the most free country in the US is impossible to buy a tank, but here they are advertised and offered to buy, it becomes more interesting. At the entrance to the city, Angelica notices that there are many dead people on the roadside and it's strange that no one picks them up. She wanted to ask the taxi driver about this, but to her regret except for "thank you" and "hello" she did not know anything especially the driver kept leading some important negotiations and answered all the questions with one phrase posla na hui suka.
At last Angelica came to the hotel. This, of course, was shock to her because she saw such hotels only in the series "Zombie Rise," but she noticed that her depression was completely depressed. Having settled in the hotel, Angelica decides to walk around the neighborhood. Walking through the park, she notices a man in the bushes with no signs of life. She tries to call for help people, but no one around. After walking a little more she sees another dead man. Angelica starts panic, probably a nuclear war has begun and she will now be taken hostage. Suddenly she notices a woman, Angelica rushes to her and tries to explain the situation, but from the woman he hears only the phrase posla na hui suka. Probably this inconsolable widow of one of these men, thinks Angelica.
Angelica goes on and stumbles on another corpse, she tries to feel for the pulse, but he does not feel it. From the bag gets a mirror and sticks it to the mouth of the victim.
-On a miracle, she sees evaporation, tries to shake the person in response, wheezing. Angelica tries to lift a man with a tattoo on his arm in the form of the sun and the letters "VASYA" and she succeeds. She takes out the perfume "Chanel No. 5" and wipes Vasily's face from dog shit.
The hereditary nobleman Vasily would never raise his hand on a fragile girl, but Angelica begins to be doubly suspicious, and then to triple. Basil, as usual in such situations with shouts posla na hui suka, beats Angelica in the left eye from which she flies a meter to three in the bushes. Vasily from the throat drinks "Chanel No. 5" and with the song "Get up a huge country went to a mortal battle ..." goes into the distance.
Angelica's whole life runs before her eyes, after she sees a tunnel and a bright light. Opening her eyes, she sees the hospital ward and bent over her an unshaven, but washed man with a badge Alex Rabinovich New York State Hospital.
Alex Rabinovich is such a legendary personality that it would be a crime not to talk about him.
Alex Rabinovich is also Sanka Rubik, a native of the hero city of Odessa. He received the nickname Rubik not from the abbreviated surname Rabinovich, but from the fact that in his youth he collected two sides of the Rubik's cube in 5 minutes, which delighted local grandmothers, they also called him Sashka Einstein. And in what that they were right as to be arranged in hospital of New York on a post of the nurse with diplomas the plaster-lining of 4 discharges written out in colony of Bobruisk could only the person with brains of Einstein. Of course, even this would not help Rubik stay on this post for a long time, but fate brought him to Gabon Mganba, a resident of Gabon, who told him that as soon as you were dismissed shouting to everyone that they were dewy. Robinovich could have done this, but he was not black, but he had Einstein's brain (as he believed), and in the phrase "you all rosists" changed the words of the rosista to anti-Semites and everything turned out Rabinovich and Mganba divided the hospital. In one side worked and adjusted blankets nurse Mganba, and in the other straightened the blankets and wished all the good nurse Alex Rabinovich, because they could do nothing more. But back to our patient.
Alex Rabinovich bent over the patient, adjusting the blanket. Angelica took Rubik's hand.
-Doctor, shall I live?
-Don't worry, everything will be fine (do not worry, everything will be fine), this is the only phrase that Rabinovich said to everyone without an accent.
-Doctor what does the word "posla na hui suka" mean?
Wow what kind of pills she ate, will come to consciousness need to learn the brand, thought Robinovich.
-Don't worry, everything will be fine- repeated Rabinovich leaving the ward.
Almost the end.
P.S. Angelica left the hospital more from her, she was never depressed, since she had a mission to bring to Murmansk residents about the forthcoming nuclear apocalypse.
Rabinovich learned about the magic tablets of Angelica, but he did not achieve any positive result from them.
the end
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