“Travel is fatal to prejudice, bigotry, and narrow-mindedness, and many of our people need it sorely on these accounts. Broad, wholesome, charitable views of men and things cannot be acquired by vegetating in one little corner of the earth all one’s lifetime.”—Mark Twain, Innocents Abroad (via philphys)
“It’s still early, but I don’t feel there’s been the same level of (get out the vote campaigning) so far,” said Cynthia Wilbanks, vice president for government relations at the University of Michigan. “The novelty of his ascent is gone. Obama’s the incumbent now. That’s different.”
Also, the economy stinks on ice, and Obama is viewed as being responsible. That should be mentioned as well.
“I do not believe that the solution to our problem is simply to elect the right people. The important thing is to establish a political climate of opinion which will make it politically profitable for the wrong people to do the right thing. Unless it is politically profitable for the wrong people to do the right thing, the right people will not do the right thing either, or if they try, they will shortly be out of office.”—Milton Friedman (via The Transom)
Thanks to lost paperwork, diplomatic technicalities, or just plain forgetting they had declared war in the first place, many countries remained in a state of war long after the actual fighting had stopped.
One of the most interesting Reddit threads I’ve seen in a while. Ever wondered what would happen if you allowed a game like Civilization II to continue into the year 3991 A.D?
War. Eternal war, full of death and chaos, all over scarce resources and among three remaining global nations. Check out the whole post here, and start stocking canned goods. There’s even a subreddit dedicated to theories on how to bring peace to this game world!
“I was left alone there in the company of orchids, roses and violets, which, like people who are kept waiting in a room beside you but do not know you, preserved a silence which their individuality as living things made all the more impressive…”—Marcel Proust, À l’ombre des jeunes filles en fleurs, trans. Moncrieff and Kilmartin (via proustitute)
One other thing Murray won’t do: He won’t say what he whispered to Scarlett Johansson at the end of Lost in Translation.
“I guess the answer is, there’s somethin’ that makes it impossible to tell,” he says. “But I’ll tell ya a good story about it. I’m gettin’ on the ferry at Martha’s Vineyard, and some guy yells out from across the way, ‘Bill, what’d ya say to her?’ Everyone hears him ask, and I pause for a second with my mouth open and start to speak. And as I start to speak, the foghorn sounds, about a twenty-five-second blast, and I just”—Murray starts moving his lips silently—“I acted it out like I was saying something really sincere, and the crowd laughed so hard. It was great. I couldn’t have bought that moment.”
“With school turning out more runners, jumpers, racers, tinkerers, grabbers, snatchers, fliers, and swimmers instead of examiners, critics, knowers, and imaginative creators, the word `intellectual,’ of course, became the swear word it deserved to be. You always dread the unfamiliar.”—Fahrenheit 451, Ray Bradbury (via philphys)