Breakfast of Champions: 12/13
DAILY DISH: WHAT'S NEW AROUND THE SITE
Google Street View has come to Minneapolis, and I have a mild anecdote from next door about what can happen as a result. Share yours in the comments if you like.
In other news, Paul Demko has the story of one man, Bruce, who alerted us to the city doing their part to stop the ice age.
Sarah Askari has a post about the death of Ike Turner, and I have to say his death makes me sad -- sad in the sense that he wasn't choked to death by angry battered women, which would have at least added poetic justice to his demise. We're at that stage immediately following someone's passing where it's thought crass to criticize, but I don't mind being that guy.
You may see written in various news stories surrounding his death that Ike consistently denied Tina Turner's claims that he beat her. This is true in a strict definitional sense, but not in a "adherence to reality" sense. Ike wrote in his autobiography:
Sure, I've slapped Tina... There have been times when I punched her to the ground without thinking. But I never beat her.
He wrote that in 2001 -- in his autobiography. As a rebuttal to all the people that thought he was a violently abusive husband. Just let that sink in for a second. Then ship your sympathies to somebody more deserving.
In a matter of hours we'll have a photo slideshow from last night's burlesque benefit show at First Avenue. Until then, the daily links.
Jon Stewart's Greatest Gay Moments chronicles the best of the Daily Show host's brickbats thrown at anti-gay individuals and movements. My favorite is the first one, his rare adversarial interview with William Bennett. Bennett tries to argue that gay marriage would make heterosexuals take marriage less seriously, and Stewart scorns him. (Although Stewart does not bring up Ike Turner, who was rumored to be married as many as 14 times).
The word of the year wasn't a word 10 years ago. Merriam-Webster has officially told linguistic prescriptivists to choke on it by affording "w00t" the honor, and even offering a serviceable summary or two about its origins.
Taken literally, we could caution the author of this sign that his notion ignores Friedrich Nietzsche's ideas on suffering as, or violates Ernest Becker's dictum that to fear death is rob life of its day-to-day meaning. But just as sometimes a cigar is just a cigar, sometimes a silly sign is just a silly sign.