You remember this tableau, don’t you? It’s Monday, March 10, 2008, and the governor of New York state is standing in front of reporters and beside his stoic wife. In a CNN.com story, Eliot Spitzer, the reporter wrote, “confess[ed] to an undisclosed personal indiscretion, saying he had acted ‘in a way that violates my obligations to my family, that violates my or any sense of right and wrong.'”
We learned that, on Feb. 13, 2008, Spitzer spent three hours and $4,300 on a prostitute. She was “Kristen”; he was “Client 9.” On March 12, in a CNN.com story, we learned Spitzer had spent $15,000 on prostitutes. Continue reading →
We Funkateers are in mourning. Starchild (Gary Shider) has returned to the Mothership. Just 56 and unable to pay for cancer treatments, so this could be used as an opportunity to decry America’s shitty health care system. Never mind that. Glenn’s gone, Eddie’s gone, and now Gary’s gone too. The founding fathers of One Nation Under a Groove have – all too early – met the sweet chariot swinging down to take their ride. Sad, but funk is both a joyfull process and its own reward. RIP, Starchild. And for the rest of us here’s a clip of the man doing his thing.
“A prime number is a lonely thing,” says the book jacket for Paolo Giordano’s The Solitude of Prime Numbers. Primes can only be divided by one and themselves, which make them interesting mathematical phenomena.
Prime numbers also serve as the metaphor for Giordano’s lonely protagonists, Alice and Mattia, forever unable, it seems, to articulate their love for each other.
Mattia, a brilliant mathematician, studies primes, in part because they fascinate him and in part because he relates to them. “He suspected that they too would have preferred to be like all the others, just ordinary numbers, but for some reason, they couldn’t do it,” Giordano writes. “This second thought struck him mostly at night, in the chaotic interweaving of images that comes before sleep, when the mind is too weak to tell itself lies.”
His brilliance might have been the socially isolating brilliance that beleaguers many grade-school nerds, but a childhood tragedy magnifies that isolation to crippling proportions. Continue reading →