Saturday, January 09, 2010
Sydney New Year's
[It was relief to see people. I was beginning to think it was a clip from "On the Beach."]
The Charity at the Register
Last week I went scrounging for some après-holiday bargains and at Brooks Brothers found a shirt and trousers suitably discounted. There, too, the register clerk informed me that I had benefited from the largess of the store and asked if I might want to reciprocate in the form of a contribution to St. Jude's. Well, all right.
If you shopped at any number of stores participating in the hospital's campaign—including Williams-Sonoma, Kmart, CVS drug stores, and others—you also were asked to contribute. Chances are, like me, you dutifully added to the kitty. But I wonder how many, like me, came away with a bad taste from the experience, an unpleasant sense of having been imposed upon.
Read the rest of Eric Felten on "giving at the store."
Retreat

Quote of the Day
- Ma Kettle in "The Egg and I"
Friday, January 08, 2010
Miscellaneous and Fast
- Mary Jo Asmus: When you're the problem.
- National Geographic: Extreme earth wallpapers.
- Psychology Today: Spotting passive aggressive behavior in the workplace.
- Europe: The politics of war memorials.
- Peggy Noonan writing on catastrophic victories.
- Tanmay Vora on qualitative and quantitative compliance.
- What Would Toto Watch? on if Avatar had left out the politics.
- America's Cup: The Death Star entry.
- Charles Krauthammer on the Gitmo obsession.
- I want one: first images of an SMS 620 Camaro.
- Food icon Michael Pollan forages for food in New York City.
Tree Rocketry
Where Do We Stand?
Creative Process: Neverwhere
Then, in 1991, I was judging a literary award. There is an unwritten rule that all literary award judging panels must, at some point, meet in the Groucho Club, so it was there that we met and argued the merits of the books we liked and defended the ones we did not. After the judging was over, I looked up and saw actor and comedian Lenny Henry at the bar. He waved me over. We knew each other a little, had worked together on Comic Relief the previous year. “I was going to call you,” he said. “Do you want to make a fantasy series for the BBC? I thought it could be about tribes of homeless people in London.”
I went home. I thought about it. I didn’t want to write about tribes of homeless people, mostly because I suspected I could make living homeless in London seem attractive or exciting enough that someone might try it. But what about turning it upside down: the people who fall through the cracks. A London that falls through the cracks…
Read the rest of Neil Gaiman on the creation of his novel, Neverwhere.