A regular spot to share some ideas about what’s good and what’s not on the interwebthingy. But, you know, it’s your life, so feel free to agree, disagree or ignore what follows.
What caught my attention last week
Ned’s Pluto Scoop
Last week I gave y’all a heads up about the New Horizons spacecraft buzzing Pluto. It seems the world media was reading over my shoulder because there’s been a whole heap of coverage about the weird and wonderful things we’ve learned this last week about a planet named after Mickey Mouse’s dog. (Or is it the other way around?)
Give yourself a pat on the back for being alive at the very beginning of our exploration of the universe, and check out Nasa’s gallery of the holiday pics here.
I watched a bit of Serena Williams’ French Open semi-final when she was nearly comatose with the flu. Between points she staggered, she sagged, she gasped. Then she would collect herself, rise up, and smash a winner. Repeat.
Now she’s added Wimbledon to make it 21 Grand Slam singles titles, just one behind the all-timer Steffi Graf.
What do you get for such magnificent dominance? A pile of sneers, jibes and innuendo.
Hadley Freeman at The Guardian calls out the nasties who demean themselves (not the peerless Williams) with their long list of complaints which amount to “she’s not one of us”.
Williams, one British newspaper wrote last week, “physically powerful and with a ferocious temper … cannot compete with Maria Sharapova’s blonde Siberian beauty”.
A Vegan Victory
I’m picking that this story may not stand the test of time (a “super-food” that’s “better than kale” invented by some university researchers looking for the next government grant – what could possibly go wrong?), but in the meantime let’s just enjoy the idea of seaweed that tastes like bacon.
What I’m Trying To Ignore Next Week
Reporters talking about Shag talking about the rolling maul. Of course he’s got a plan for it, which goes something like this:
- have a plan for the rolling maul
- make it look like you don’t have a plan for the rolling maul, and that it’s a critical weakness which could be exploited by every other team in the Rugby World Cup
- unveil the plan for the rolling maul during the knockout stages of the Rugby World Cup, when every other team has invested heavily in what turns out to be a busted flush.
So I am quite happy for any journalist to be the unwitting agent of a Shagalicious master plan by conveying a sense of desperation to the rest of world rugby, but I’m not falling into this particular heffalump trap.