april 08



This site is pretty much going to be a bunch of personal updates from now on, but if you want to see the rest of my writing, it’s right here: The Tomorrow Museum

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Wired’s Autopia blog admirably tries to explain last week’s mess, but I am just more confused:

The wiring bundles are located near the plane’s fuel tanks, and failure to follow the FAA directive could result in a wire shorting out and sparking. Which could result in jet fumes igniting. Which could cause an explosion in the fuel tank. Which, as you can imagine, could be a really bad situation.
So if the airworthiness directive took effect in 2006, why didn’t the inspections happen then? The short answer is that FAA inspectors have been slacking off. It recently came to light that the FAA’s cozy relationship with Southwest Airlines had resulted in maintenance lapses at that airline, so the agency decided to get tough. And they that figured random, unannounced safety checks would be one way to show just how tough they are.

Those wires are attached the jet wheel well walls, which according to my father who is an airline mechanic, are some of the easiest parts to access and fix. He said it either has to be another part of the plane, and journalists are reporting incorrectly, or this is some kind of stunt to draw attention, maybe with a bailouts plea in the near future.

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Hey Toby Maguire, why not make a movie outta this?

Rebecca Solnit for the LA Times:

He cut me off soon after I mentioned Muybridge. “And have you heard about the very important Muybridge book that came out this year?”

So caught up was I in my assigned role as ingenue that I was perfectly willing to entertain the possibility that another book on the same subject had come out simultaneously and I’d somehow missed it. He was already telling me about the very important book – with that smug look I know so well in a man holding forth, eyes fixed on the fuzzy far horizon of his own authority.

Here, let me just say that my life is well-sprinkled with lovely men, including a long succession of editors who have, since I was young, listened and encouraged and published me; with my infinitely generous younger brother; with splendid male friends. Still, there are these other men too.

So, Mr. Very Important was going on smugly about this book I should have known when Sallie interrupted him to say, “That’s her book.” Or tried to interrupt him anyway.

But he just continued on his way. She had to say, “That’s her book” three or four times before he finally took it in. And then, as if in a 19th century novel, he went ashen. That I was indeed the author of the very important book it turned out he hadn’t read, just read about in the New York Times Book Review a few months earlier, so confused the neat categories into which his world was sorted that he was stunned speechless – for a moment, before he began holding forth again. Being women, we were politely out of earshot before we started laughing.

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Diddo Velema’s Gucci gas masks

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