Dr. Seuss has written a bedtime thriller? |
Wednesday, November 30, 2011
What Came to Mind When I Heard of "Put the Little Girl to Sleep"
Sunday, November 27, 2011
Hunger Games Philippines 1st Anniversary
I earlier attended the anniversary meet-up of Hunger Games Philippines, a community/fan organization for Filipino Hunger Games fans and of which I'm a part of. For those who aren't aware of what The Hunger Games is, here's a brief synopsis:
In a not-too-distant future, the United States of America has collapsed, weakened by drought, fire, famine, and war, to be replaced by Panem, a country divided into the Capitol and 12 districts. Each year, two young representatives from each district are selected by lottery to participate in The Hunger Games. Part entertainment, part brutal intimidation of the subjugated districts, the televised games are broadcasted throughout Panem as the 24 participants are forced to eliminate their competitors, literally, with all citizens required to watch. When 16-year-old Katniss's young sister, Prim, is selected as the mining district's female representative, Katniss volunteers to take her place. She and her male counterpart, Peeta, the son of the town baker who seems to have all the fighting skills of a lump of bread dough, will be pitted against bigger, stronger representatives who have trained for this their whole lives.
The Marquez Restoration of 2012
It was an ungodly sight.
Years worth of collected books, decimated by severe termite infestation. I couldn’t recognize the Dan Brown books, and couldn’t distinguish Animal Farm from Catcher in the Rye. It was painful to think that the books that were supposed to be part of my mini-library were gone. Spared from the destructive wrath of the termites were several reference books from high school and college, including World History by Perry and Organic Chemistry by McMurry.
Saturday, November 26, 2011
Midas Marquez Appreciation Post
The last few days, we have seen Midas Marquez popularity shoot high up as he went from charming Supreme Court spokesperson to internet sensation, as his infamous "laglag" scene gained some much unwarranted media attention. Although this author believes that his reaction was fairly normal, in a country where testosterone levels run high, his reaction has g-a-y written all over it for most of our countrymen. No wonder he got so much flak for his effeminate action.
Wednesday, November 23, 2011
1+3 Reasons Why EDSA Shouldn't Be Renamed
Eat Bulaga's new theme song: Mula Ninoy hanggang Cory. |
Monday, November 21, 2011
Doctor Who?
The
semester of all semesters. I said to myself that it would just be another
rollercoaster ride through hell, only I’d need to pass through it five times
more than the usual cycle. True enough, it was a rollercoaster ride through
hell yet again. But years and semesters spent on this toxic environment has
already made me unfazed for whatever intimidating and surprising circumstances
I have yet to meet.
Four years ago, I was filling up
the UPCAT form, still unsure of what I would like to be. I’ve always said that
I want to be a doctor whenever some inquisitive grown-up asks me the age-old
question of what I would want to be when I grow up, but it’s something I’m
really not that strongly passionate about. Well it is, it used to be. High time
was second year high school, when I started watching House on pirated DVDs I bought
at Quiapo. Hearing all those rare clinical conditions and hospital jargons (blue cart, stat! 400 IV!) makes me giddy,
even imagining myself doing those calls. Everything went downhill since then. Years
passed and I found myself less and less engaged with the idea, yet the medical
profession is one of the few things that I could see myself doing for the
remaining years of my life. I’ve actually thought of a few other thing which
includes being a high school teacher, a CEO of a multi-billion dollar empire, the
mayor of Manila, and the weirdest of them all, everything what I said rolled
into one: a self-made billionaire MD CEO of his own multi-billion dollar
medical company, at the same time being the most-awarded mayor of Manila who
teaches high school biology during his free time. If you think you have always
had the weirdest dream like being a porn star, or becoming some famous internet
figure, I bet you can’t beat me. So before I knew it, I’ve already put Biology
as my choice.
Sunday, November 20, 2011
Five Deals for the Arroyos: Deal or No Deal?
2011 Award for the Person Who Ate the Largest TV Airtime: DOJ Secretary Leila de Lima |
Gloria Arroyo doesn't need a head gear, she needs a secondary opinion. |
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Friday, November 18, 2011
Natalie Angier, The Canon: A Whirligig Tour of the Beautiful Basics of Science
“Evolution. Evolution. EVOLUTION! It doesn’t matter whether you’re an atheist, a churchgoer, a craven Faust in a foxhole. You may be Catholic, Muslim, Hindu, Jewish, Druid, a born-again Baptist, a born-again-and-again Buddhist. It doesn’t matter what you believe to be our purpose here on Earth or hope to find in the hereafter, or whether you have faith in a Supreme Being or prefer the Ronettes. It doesn’t matter what disk you insert in the mental module marked “God.” None of it will suffer if you see the principle underlying and interlocking all earthly life. The life of that we see around us, the life that we call our own, evolved from previous life forms, and they in turn descended from ancestral species before them. Newer species evolved from a prior species through the majestic might of natural selection, a force so nearly omnipotent in its scope and skill that it needs no qualification, supplementation, ballast, or apologist. […] For many biologists, evolution is part of the definition of life. “What is life?” one researcher puts it. “That which eats, that which breeds, that which is squishy, and that which evolves.” There’s one fundamental law that comes from the life sciences, and it’s just as deep and all-pervasive and universal as anything in the pantheon of physics. Evolution by natural selection is an absolute principle of nature, it operates everywhere, and it is astonishing. But evolution is underappreciated, and, what hurts me far more, is under assault.”
Present and Past Muses
Pedro Almodóvar (with Maria Delgado translating): In effect, there are many returns in this movie [Volver]. The ones you mentioned - I returned to working with Carmen and Penélope, and I returned to my roots and shot there. In fact that was the main thing for me; that was really very moving, more so than I thought. And also the sense of coming back from beyond, in the character that Carmen Maura plays in the film. But also Volver, if you are familiar with Argentinian music, is a very famous tango from the 30s sung by Carlos Gardel. The song is very important to the movie because it is the song taught by the mother, Carmen’s character, to her very beautiful child, Penélope’s character, to present during an audition to become a movie star. And when Raimunda sings Volver, it is also very moving because then the mother, Irene, knows that Raimunda remembers her, because she is singing the song that she taught her when she was very young. That was the moment when the mother tried to make her, and one assumes that she was a beautiful child, into a movie star. You know the scene towards the end when the mother says to the daughter, “Have you always had such big bosoms?” and the daughter says, “Yes, since I was a child.” So she had been a very attractive child, and the mother had tried to make her even more beautiful for the talent audition. And the mother, without realising it, was creating an irresistible temptation for the father, and he fell into temptation. So Volver is full of meaning. [x]
The upsides of being easily embarrassed.
A new study from the University of California, Berkeley, suggests that people who are easily embarrassed are also more trustworthy, and more generous.
“Embarrassment is one emotional signature of a person to whom you can entrust valuable resources. It’s part of the social glue that fosters trust and cooperation in everyday life,” said UC Berkeley social psychologist Robb Willer, a coauthor of the study published in this month’s online issue of the Journal of Personality and Social Psychology.
Best American Beginnings of Ten Stories about Ponies
Yesterday, while I patiently waited for my friends to meet me up at the mall, I managed to read 70 pages of the book The Best American Non-required Reading 2007 which I bought earlier that day, together with Jonathan Franzen’sThe Corrections, for a hundred pesos each at a local used books shop. TheBest American Nonrequired Reading is a yearly anthology of fiction and nonfiction selected annually by a committee of high school students from California and Michigan. The book also includes a selection of poetry, comics, and blogs, published during 2006.
The 2007 edition featured an interesting little segment titled “Best American Beginnings of Ten Stories about Ponies” by Wendy Molyneux, which originally appeared in Monkey Bicycle. I had a good laugh reading the article, so I thought why not share it with you? As Sadie Saxton always says, You’re welcome.
Science Will Never Silence God
by Jesse Bering, from edge.org
With each meticulous turn of the screw in science, with each tightening up of our understanding of the natural world, we pull more taut the straps over God’s muzzle. From botany to bioengineering, from physics to psychology, what is science really but true Revelation — and what is Revelation but the negation of God? It is a humble pursuit we scientists engage in: racing to reality. Many of us suffer the harsh glare of the American theocracy, whose heart still beats loud and strong in this new year of the 21st century. We bravely favor truth, in all its wondrous, amoral, and ‘meaningless’ complexity over the singularly destructive Truth born of the trembling minds of our ancestors. But my dangerous idea, I fear, is that no matter how far our thoughts shall vault into the eternal sky of scientific progress, no matter how dazzling the effects of this progress, God will always bite through his muzzle and banish us from the starry night of humanistic ideals.
Science is an endless series of binding and rebinding his breath; there will never be a day when God does not speak for the majority. There will never be a day even when he does not whisper in the most godless of scientists’ ears. This is because God is not an idea, nor a cultural invention, not an ‘opiate of the masses’ or any such thing; God is a way of thinking that was rendered permanent by natural selection.
As scientists, we must toil and labor and toil again to silence God, but ultimately this is like cutting off our ears to hear more clearly. God too is a biological appendage; until we acknowledge this fact for what it is, until we rear our children with this knowledge, he will continue to howl his discontent for all of time.
With each meticulous turn of the screw in science, with each tightening up of our understanding of the natural world, we pull more taut the straps over God’s muzzle. From botany to bioengineering, from physics to psychology, what is science really but true Revelation — and what is Revelation but the negation of God? It is a humble pursuit we scientists engage in: racing to reality. Many of us suffer the harsh glare of the American theocracy, whose heart still beats loud and strong in this new year of the 21st century. We bravely favor truth, in all its wondrous, amoral, and ‘meaningless’ complexity over the singularly destructive Truth born of the trembling minds of our ancestors. But my dangerous idea, I fear, is that no matter how far our thoughts shall vault into the eternal sky of scientific progress, no matter how dazzling the effects of this progress, God will always bite through his muzzle and banish us from the starry night of humanistic ideals.
Science is an endless series of binding and rebinding his breath; there will never be a day when God does not speak for the majority. There will never be a day even when he does not whisper in the most godless of scientists’ ears. This is because God is not an idea, nor a cultural invention, not an ‘opiate of the masses’ or any such thing; God is a way of thinking that was rendered permanent by natural selection.
As scientists, we must toil and labor and toil again to silence God, but ultimately this is like cutting off our ears to hear more clearly. God too is a biological appendage; until we acknowledge this fact for what it is, until we rear our children with this knowledge, he will continue to howl his discontent for all of time.
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