This news should surprise precisely no one.
North Korea is moving ahead with its ballistic missile program at 16 hidden bases that have been identified in new commercial satellite images, a network long known to American intelligence agencies but left undiscussed as President Trump claims to have neutralized the North’s nuclear threat.
This is not determinative, it’s not fate but it should give us concern for the generations growing up now and what that will mean for stable, faithful relationships.
People whose mothers have been married multiple times or have lived with multiple romantic partners are more likely to do so themselves, according to a new study published Tuesday in the journal PLoSOne. The longer people are exposed to their mother’s cohabitation, the more sexual partners they tend to have.
In some ways connected Ross Douthat here on how technology and masturbation tamed the sexual revolution. Neither the revolution nor the manner of its taming says much good.
…we’ve achieved social stability through, in part, the substitution of self-abuse for intercourse, the crowding-out of real-world interactions by virtual entertainment, and the growing alienation of the sexes from one another.
I enjoyed this piece of writing by someone who seems pretty disorganised:
Morgenstern took it very slowly: she spent six months just organising her nappy bag, before she moved on to her kitchen, her house and, ultimately, the fabric of time itself. I, conversely, want to do it all in a week, instituting one of her principles a day and becoming a functioning human who is not imposing her chaos on others by next Thursday.
Every nation has its own peculiar delicacies. One of Sweden’s is fermented herring.
Why the bad reputation? First, there’s the smell. The canned Baltic herring has an aroma that’s been compared to everything from Roquefort cheese to rotten eggs to “the bilge water from an ancient fishing vessel.” Then there’s the possibility of a briny blast: After months of fermenting, the building pressure leads to bulging cans that sometimes burst open and spray shirts or walls. But those who love surströmming say that once you get past any initial hurdles, the reward is a sharp umami-bomb of flavor. You just have to approach it the right way.