Pegasus Holdings has announced it’s building an insta-ghost town in New Mexico. It will be a mid-size American city that could house 35,000, but no one will live there. The fully functioning soundstage city will be used to experiment with smart technologies. From the company’s press release:

“Targeted for completion in 2014, CITE will resemble a mid-sized American city, including urban and suburban neighborhoods, open spaces and highways. It will reflect the current mix of new and aging infrastructure found in most U.S. cities. This will allow innovators, researchers, and potential investors the only environment of its kind to test their technologies in a facility that is not only secure, but also replicates real-world challenges. Unique to CITE, the test infrastructure will be unpopulated, allowing for a true laboratory without the complication and safety issues arising from having residents.

CITE will provide the opportunity for end-to-end testing, evaluation and demonstration of new intelligent and green technologies and innovations emerging from the world’s public laboratories, universities, and the private sector allowing them to better understand the cost and potential limitations of new technologies prior to commercial introduction. CITE will also provide a new testing and evaluation opportunity for those small and medium firms which often find testing prohibitive, cost and otherwise, at existing public and private facilities. Among the countless testing opportunities are integration of renewable energies, intelligent traffic systems, next-generation wireless networks, smart grid cyber security and terrorism vulnerability.”

 

A young girl with dreams of being a trick rider was arrested after running away from home and following a circus from town to town. A report from the August 25, 1894 edition of the Brooklyn Daily Eagle:

“Lizzie Finck, the pretty 14 year old girl who was arrested on Thursday at Patchogue for following the circus will be given over to the custody of her parents tonight. Lizzie was identified as the daughter of John Finck, formerly of Brooklyn but now of Mount Vernon, N.Y. The circus manager, who caused the arrest of the girl, says she was noticed to be a regular attendant of the show at both afternoon and evening exhibitions in every town the circus had visited for a week past. As the girl invariably appeared in a different costume every day, the circus people were greatly puzzled and hesitated about causing her arrest.

It was not until she appeared at Sag Harbor on Wednesday that the manager decided to have her taken into custody should she follow them further. The next day she was promptly on hand for the street parade at Patchogue and among the fist to purchase tickets for the afternoon exhibition. 

The complaint was made to Justice Hegeman, to whom the prisoner made a garbled confession. She declares she intends to be a circus rider and that the present interference with her plans will not in any way change her ideas. The girl’s father was telegraphed for.”

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I need urine!

I need a pregnant chick’s urine…

Serious replies only. Need it ASAP!

I love everything about McDonald’s except for the food–the awful, awful food. Oh, and the smell coming from the food. That also blows.

But from the kitchen systems to the bright-colored plastic furniture to the branding and packaging, I’m really taken by it all. If only the food didn’t taste like feet with ketchup.

In a recent (and very good) New York Times Magazine article by Keith O’Brien about the chain’s contemporary, Gladwellian marketing strategy, it was noted that West Coast outlets have begun adding flat-screen TVs that play a nascent McDonald’s Channel. No, you won’t see war coverage or towers being struck by airplanes. It’s innocuous stuff aimed at keeping diners in the restaurants longer, in the hope that extended stays will mean additional purchases. Here’s the promotional video for the channel.

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From Simon Reynolds’ sprawling L.A. Review of Books interview (Pt. 1 + Pt. 2 + Pt. 3 + Pt. 4) with Greil Marcus, an exchange about how the legendary rock journalist came to sever ties with Rolling Stone:

SR: But you left Rolling Stone after only a few years as the reviews editor, right? How come?

GM: It was a complicated situation. Originally Jann formed an editorial board to decide everything: hiring and firing, themes, the future. It was Ralph Gleason and John Burks, who was the managing editor, and Jann and me. We met every couple of weeks, maybe weekly. Usually at my house. And after the third or fourth meeting my wife said to me, ‘How long do you think Jann is really going to want to keep you people around just to tell him how he’s doing everything wrong?’ Which is what we were doing, pretty much! I thought, ‘Oh, he values our opinion.’ In the spring of 1970, when the Kent State shootings took place, and the shootings in Jackson State, which have been completely forgotten but were a big deal then, campuses across the country erupted and higher education in the U.S. was brought to pretty much a standstill. And Nixon goes on to the Lincoln Memorial in the middle of the night to talk to protesters and he’s drunk. So people are, like, ‘What’s going on here?’ Jann was out of town, so John Burks and I put together a really fabulous issue, called ‘The Pitiful Helpless Giant’ — those were Nixon’s words about the USA; he was saying the U.S. was not going to become a pitiful helpless giant. When Jann got back, I think he found that the paper — we didn’t call it a magazine then — was being taken away from him. It wasn’t that he did or didn’t like what we had done, but what we had done was something major: a firm and strong political stand just through what we’d published. The paper was slipping away from him. He was losing his moral authority by having ceded so much of it to other people.

When I became record reviews editor, I made it clear to him after a few months — nobody had done the job before me — that the record review section was an independent republic within the country of Rolling Stone. That meant that nobody else could tell me what to review or what a writer could say. They could argue with me, but ultimately it was my decision. And that worked well. There was one incident where Paul McCartney makes his first solo record and people thought it was wonderful: this rough, homemade one-man-band album. It was accompanied by a press release, a self-interview, about why he no longer needed the Beatles and how little he thought of them … this real obnoxious statement, you know? I assigned it to a friend of mine, Langdon Winner, and Jann saw the piece and said: ‘We can’t run it this way — he’s just reviewing it as if it’s this nice little record. It’s not just a nice little record, it’s a statement and it’s taking place in a context that we know: it’s one person breaking up the band. This is what needs to be talked about.’ I said I didn’t agree and “in any case it’s up to Langdon to say what he wants to say.’ Jann said, “We have to talk about this.” So we went to dinner that night and spent three fucking hours arguing about this record review. Finally he convinced me. So I went over to Langdon’s and sat down with him and spent three more hours arguing with him until I convinced him! Now to me this was the essence of great editing, of how you put out a publication that is utterly honest. All that time spent over one 750 word review! And it was worth it.

But Jann had to take the paper back, he really did. He called me in … June 1970, I guess, and said, ‘I really want to talk about what you’re going to be doing here.’ It was all ‘do this’ and “do that” and ‘you’re not doing that.’ I came away from this long conversation really feeling great: it was a new role at the magazine, with more freedom. I came home and told my wife about it in great detail. And Jenny said, ‘Greil, you’ve just been fired.’ I said, ‘I have?!?’ And she explained to me what this conversation had really been about. Now to this day, Jann will probably say that I quit, and I will say I was fired. But it was that subtle. It was pretty slick.”

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It started, for the most part, during the 1980s. Americans of modest means were encouraged to relate to the wealthy and powerful, ignoring their own circumstances. Don’t vote for people who have your interests at heart because your interests will soon change. You are a hardworking person and in America, a meritocracy, people like that will join the elite. Vote for the future you think you will have, not the present your are enduring. Union members needn’t support candidates who are pro-union. Seniors can support those who would decimate social security. Do not tax the rich because you’ll soon be rich.

Of course, the math doesn’t add up. No matter how much of a meritocracy we are, not every person who works hard will become incredibly successful. A good deal of luck goes into these things as well. And voting so often for our fantasies instead of our realities has only made things more difficult for the great majority.

It was no surprise that former Lifestyles of the Rich & Famous host Robin Leach recently called President Obama a “socialist.” But Leach tripped himself up on one point while doing so. He said that he came to America in the 1960s hoping to become wildly successful and wants those opportunities for others, not mentioning how much tax policy and the corporate role in government has changed since then. As far as race and gender, the 1960s was a less fair time, but we weren’t then a country that based monetary policy on what was best for the super-rich. If anyone proposed that we return to the policies of the 1960s, Leach would call them socialists as well.•

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Medical history is stained by human blood, but not only that of patients. For centuries, human remains were vital ingredients in solutions used to treat a myriad of maladies. From Maria Dolan at Smithsonian:

“[Louise] Noble’s new book, Medicinal Cannibalism in Early Modern English Literature and Culture, and another by Richard Sugg of England’s University of Durham, Mummies, Cannibals and Vampires: The History of Corpse Medicine from the Renaissance to the Victorians, reveal that for several hundred years, peaking in the 16th and 17th centuries, many Europeans, including royalty, priests and scientists, routinely ingested remedies containing human bones, blood and fat as medicine for everything from headaches to epilepsy. There were few vocal opponents of the practice, even though cannibalism in the newly explored Americas was reviled as a mark of savagery. Mummies were stolen from Egyptian tombs, and skulls were taken from Irish burial sites. Gravediggers robbed and sold body parts.

‘The question was not, ‘Should you eat human flesh?’ but, ‘What sort of flesh should you eat?’’ says Sugg. The answer, at first, was Egyptian mummy, which was crumbled into tinctures to staunch internal bleeding. But other parts of the body soon followed. Skull was one common ingredient, taken in powdered form to cure head ailments. Thomas Willis, a 17th-century pioneer of brain science, brewed a drink for apoplexy, or bleeding, that mingled powdered human skull and chocolate. And King Charles II of England sipped ‘The King’s Drops,’ his personal tincture, containing human skull in alcohol. Even the toupee of moss that grew over a buried skull, called Usnea, became a prized additive, its powder believed to cure nosebleeds and possibly epilepsy. Human fat was used to treat the outside of the body. German doctors, for instance, prescribed bandages soaked in it for wounds, and rubbing fat into the skin was considered a remedy for gout.

Blood was procured as fresh as possible, while it was still thought to contain the vitality of the body. This requirement made it challenging to acquire.” (Thanks Browser.)

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Apart from Kentucky Derby day, horse racing has long suffered a diminished place in the sports and gambling worlds, so the Hong Kong Jockey Club decided to make itself over with high-tech, touchscreen gaming tables. From David Zax at MIT: “Horseracing almost feels like a throwback; it evokes images of old men angrily stubbing out cigars. But the new gaming tables–incorporating RFID, secure e-commerce and banking, multi-touch, digital video, and web technologies–are anything but a throwback. Up to eight gamers can play at a time. The tables debuted at the sleek and stylish ‘Adrenaline Bar’ at Happy Valley, Hong Kong’s most famous racecourse.”

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Posting something about prankster Alan Abel earlier today reminded me of a 1970s scam I’d heard about in which the wiseacre posed as a tennis-loving sheik. Playing off America’s fear and loathing of newly minted OPEC millionaires, Abel, decades before Sacha Baron Cohen turned dictator, created the character of Prince Emir Assad, who competed in a Pro-Am tourney.

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Jessie Earvin Dixon was a mid-century American inventor from Alabama who would appear to have designed a roadable helicopter. In the classic photo above, Dixon seems to be hovering above ground in his vehicle, though apart from this photo there are no test results extant. It’s hard to believe an invention of this magnitude wouldn’t have been a bigger deal if it truly worked, but perhaps it somehow fell through the cracks.

  • From a 1941 Mechanix Illustrated article that was posted on Modern Mechanix:

“This Helicopter-Car Flies Over Traffic!

JESS DIXON, of Andalusia, Ala., got tired of being tied up in traffic jams, so he designed and built this novel flying vehicle. It is a combination of automobile, helicopter, autogiro, and motorcycle. It has two large lifting rotos in a single head, revolving in opposite directions. It is powered by a 40 h.p. motor which is air-cooled. He claims his machine is capable of speeds up to 100 miles an hour.”

“1936 = Roadable helicopter. 1pOH; 40hp air-cooled engine. Coaxial rotor system with cyclic and collective pitch control. ‘Foot pedals actuated a hinged vane on the tail, counting on rotor downwash for yaw control.’ In a photo the helicopter is seen hovering, but no test results were found.”

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In 1972, hoaxer Alan Abel bandaged his head and pretended to be the reclusive millionaire Howard Hughes at a press conference he arranged at the St. Regis Hotel in New York. “Hughes” announced that he was going to freeze himself cryogenically and be thawed out when the stock market reached record highs. He was then rushed in a wheelchair to a waiting limo. A few days later during another press conference, Abel revealed the truth.

In the first clip (a French-language one) you can see footage from the initial press conference. The second video (in English) covers the bandage removal.

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I’ve always wondered if marathoners have lifespans different from the average. Do they live longer or shorter because of the extreme workout their hearts consistently get? It would seem, according to some new research, that at least those who jog moderately receive great benefit from the exercise. Though you have to assume people jogging regularly might be living healthier in other ways, too, so perhaps there’s some correlation to go along with the causation. From Counsel and Heal:

“Jogging can add more than five years to people’s lives, according to a recent Danish research.

According to Peter Schnohr, chief cardiologist of the Copenhagen City Heart Study, between one and two-and-a-half hours of jogging per week could add around 6.2 years to men and 5.6 years to women.

‘The results of our research allow us to definitively answer the question of whether jogging is good for your health,’ said Schnohr in a statement.

‘We can say with certainty that regular jogging increases longevity,’ Schnohr added.

Back in 1970s, few men died while running, raising speculations whether jogging had more harm than benefits. Some said jogging might be “too strenuous for ordinary middle aged people.’

However, the new study from Copenhagen City Heart suggests that jogging in fact is improving longevity, and it doesn’t have to be strenuous to receive the benefits. Just one hour per week could do the trick.”

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Enhanced running in a leisure suit:

The beginning of retinal implants being used in earnest. Will blindness, in our lifetimes, become fully curable?

"I want to live in the Big Apple to do my stand-up."

I have 300$ Can i live with you in nyc? (NYC)

Is that enough? Then i get a job or two and start rockin. Im a taper and a cook for now but i want to live in the big apple to do my stand-up and acting and music and blah blah i suck. But i do wanna try it. Let me know guys!!! 

From the November 14, 1895 Brooklyn Daily Eagle:

Dallas, Tex.–C.B. Howard, late of California, who recently came to Dallas from Hot Springs, killed himself here by taking poison in a cup of coffee. He had spent all his money, except some small change, on a protracted spree at Fort Worth, and when he returned to Dallas his wife declined to live with him longer. He then drank the poison in a restaurant, walked into a saloon and drank down two big glasses of whisky, saying: ‘I am going to die and shall go off well-loaded.'”

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I put up a post about B.F. Skinner’s daughter staunchly denying that she was raised as some sort of guinea pig in a behaviorist box. Here’s the psychologist himself refuting such claims.

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The free market can be corrupted, but all-out socialism would be a horrible remedy to that. Almost as bad would be not repairing our increasingly rigged form of capitalism. The opening of Robert Reich’s blog post, “The Answer Isn’t Socialism,” written in the wake of France moving leftward:

“Francois Hollande’s victory doesn’t and shouldn’t mean a movement toward socialism in Europe or elsewhere. Socialism isn’t the answer to the basic problem haunting all rich nations. 

The answer is to reform capitalism. The world’s productivity revolution is outpacing the political will of rich societies to fairly distribute its benefits. The result is widening inequality coupled with slow growth and stubbornly high unemployment.

In the United States, almost all the gains from productivity growth have been going to the top 1 percent, and the percent of the working-age population with jobs is now lower than it’s been in more than thirty years (before the vast majority of women moved into paid work).” (Thanks Browser.)

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“Oh Karl the world isn’t fair / It isn’t and never will be / They tried out your plan / It brought misery instead / If you’d seen how they worked it / you’d be glad you were dead.” (Thanks LRR.)

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In the wake of Christopher Hitchens’ death, I put up a post about his prose broadside against Mother Teresa. Here is the 1994 film analog.

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I’ve noticed a few articles in the last week about DARPA planning to implant microchips in soldiers, which reminded me that I had read something about the topic in Wired a couple years ago. From that Katie Drummond piece:

“Editing DNA could have widespread implications, but Darpa seems most interested in two: microchip implants that restore senses and movement in traumatic injury patients, and the ongoing Darpa goal of boosting troop performance in the field: On the other end of the size scale, a primary goal is to apply microsystem techniques to soldier-protective biomedical systems. One example is an in-canal hearing protection device that will provide enhanced hearing capabilities in some settings, but be able to instantly muffle loud sounds of weapons fire. This one example will improve inter-personnel communications and at the same time drastically reduce the incidence of hearing loss in combat situations. For these examples and many more, the goal is to bring exceptionally potent technical approaches to bear on biological and biomedical applications where their capabilities will be significant force multipliers for the DoD.”

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The colorful 19th-century Gravesend clan known as the Moreys loved horses–especially with salad and a baked potato. From an article in the January 13, 1895 Brooklyn Daily Eagle:

“The eccentricities of the Morey family, which for the past ten years have kept the town of Gravesend guessing what was to come next, have given the place another shock of such an entirely different nature from any of the former performances that even the old residents shake their heads and declare themselves beaten. A complaint was made at the police headquarters yesterday that a horse belonging to the Moreys had died and was lying in the yard. An officer was sent over and upon entering the yard found, to his amazement, that the horse had been partially skinned and cut up. When he arrived on the spot, Lena Morey, the 16 year old daughter of Elizabeth Morey, was just finishing the work of skinning the dead horse. Portions of the carcass–the best parts–had been cut out and placed in a tub, awaiting the process of pickling, which would keep it for the future use of the family, while the portions considered poor for eating were being fed to the dogs and the pigs owned by the family.

Mrs. Morey told the policeman that she had a right to do as she pleased with her own, that there was a great deal worse meat eaten every day than horse meat and that she did not propose to starve while she could get anything as good. As to the hide, she said she proposed to make strong leather bags of it.

In spite of her vehement protests and threats, the officer seized upon all of the carcass in sight, as well as the hide, and all was sent to Barren Island for cremation, while the board of health was notified.”

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Poetry and airplanes are beautiful, but you shouldn’t try to make a living from them. From Alain de Botton’s A Week at the Airport, a section about the author’s meeting with then-British Airways boss Willie Walsh, who was enduring a myriad of obstacles while the airline bled cash:

“Considered collectively, as a cohesive industry, civil aviation had never in its history shown a profit. Just as significantly, neither had book publishing. In this sense, then, the CEO and I, despite our apparent differences, were in much the same sort of business, each one needing to justify itself in the eyes of humanity not so much by its bottom line as by its ability to stir the soul. It seemed as unfair to evaluate an airline according to its profit-and-loss statement as to judge a poet by her royalty statements. The stock market could never put an accurate price on the thousands of moments of beauty and interest that occurred around the world every day under an airline’s banner: it could not describe the sight of Nova Scotia from the air, it had no room in its optics for the camaraderie enjoyed by employees in the Hong Kong ticket office, it had no means of quantifying the adrenalin-thrill of take-off.”

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Some search-engine keyphrases bringing traffic to Afflictor this week:

Afflictor: Thinking it might be best that Chen Guangcheng can't see...

...if he's granted asylum in New Jersey.

  • Some thoughts about the furor over President Obama’s bin Laden campaign ad. And one more thing about Arianna Huffington’s “despicable” comment.
  • Paul Krugman hates income inequality, loves beard maintenance.
  • Robert Reich doesn’t believe we are in the endgame of the Republic.
  • Atul Gawande examines a transforming moment in medical history.

"George Clooney got old or something." (Image by Efloch.)

Where are the Rock Hudsons? (Downtown)

I don’t care that Rock Hudson was gay – he was made for the movies. I’m a straight female who wonders where are those gorgeous guys that used to headline the movies? They were something to look at. Now we have Tom Cruise – ok – he’s got big blue eyes. But let’s face it, he’s medium height, yes, he’s fit, but if he were walking down the street and wasn’t a celebrity – I don’t think anyone would notice. Then we have Brad Pitt. Now he’s got body but the face, come on now, that’s the face of a kid. Can you really get thrilled by Brad Pitt? Where are the Cary Grants, Paul Newmans? I think you follow me. Not only did they have looks, they had real talent too. I’m a frustrated woman left with no one to admire. No one to close my eyes at night and dream about. George Clooney got old or something, but yeah, he had it for a while there. I’m 51 – maybe I got old? Anyone agree about the men in movies?

From the December 31, 1900 Brooklyn Daily Eagle:

Albany–Governor Roosevelt today pardoned Annie Walden, who is serving a life sentence in Auburn Prison for the murder of her husband, James Walden, a horse jockey, whom she shot and killed at the door of the house of a woman who had come between her husband and herself.

The murder took place in September, 1891, and Mrs. Walden has been in prison ever since. Her pardon was requested by Mrs. Beekman de Puyster, a State Charities Commissioner, and other prominent women.

Governor Roosevelt has given a great deal of attention to the case and believes that the circumstances attending the crime warrant executive clemency.”

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