I was going to post a review of 2001 (yes, the Kubrick one. Yes, I have a reason) today, but my open tabs have reached a critical mass, so I’m going to dump them on you all and do the proper post tomorrow.
The “set point” hypothesis of weight has long been put forward by fat-positive people, but no-one’s ever had a mechanism to explain it. This study suggests one. (Warning — contains description of animal experiments)
The Northern Caves is a rather good short-novel-length serialised story by “Nostalgebraist”. It has its flaws, but some of the people who liked some of the stuff I did in Head of State with character might like it. It’s definitely Gray Tradition stuff…
People who talk about how “uploading” would be easy know nothing of the human brain, apparently. I was already convinced it’d be almost intractable based on my own experience of emulators and virtualisation, and I’m not surprised it’d be even more difficult from the other end.
Why not apply to be a member of the house of Lords?
Why Wellness isn’t the answer to overwork
Tim Farron accuses Government of cutting support to refugees
Creative Commons-licensed stock photos of women of colour in tech jobs
John C. Wright is a whey-faced coxcomb
Paul Magrs’ random Doctor Who story generator
And finally, here’s the greatest mash-up of all time:
I don’t see anything in that House Of Lords nomination page about needing to be a lord. Is that right? Surely it can’t be?
That’s right. Anyone at all can nominate themselves, or anyone else, for membership. You probably won’t get *accepted*, mind, but you can nominate yourself.
And then what? If you’re accepted, does someone make you a lord?
Yep. The commission who review the nominations make two recommendations a year to the Prime Minister, who by custom passes them on to the Queen, and then you become a Lord (or Lady).
Good grief. I’m going to have to stop corresponding with you. You keep telling me things that make my jaw hit the ground, and it’s getting painful.