A digest of the best of the blogosphere published each weekday and compiled by Ken Parish, gilmae, Gummo Trotsky, Amanda Rose, Tim Sterne, Stephen Hill and Saint.
Gary Sauer-Thompson provides a health update on the Murray River.
Darryl Mason discusses an unlikely supporter of anti-China protests. Jeremy suspects ulterior motivations, while Andrew Bartlett avoids looking a gift Sheridan in the mouth.
Andrew Leigh blogs briefly on correspondence between Justice Michael Kirby and some appalling Anglican priest. I’d blog about this myelf (KP) if I wasn’t about to spend the weekend on aeroplanes between capital cities. I frankly don’t understand why any Christian with a soul isn’t squirming with shame and embarrassment.
Andrew Bartlett muses about the effectiveness or otherwise of the Internet (and especially blogging and social networking sites) in Australian politics.
Ronda Jambe weighs up the relative impacts on global warming of a cat and a fat person and favors the cat over the human.
Dashiell gets a letter from America 11. GT: Most considered piece on Iraq that I’ve read all week – although the competition hasn’t exactly been fierce. [↩] 22. KP: Paul Rogers’ article at openDemocracy was pretty good too. I just didn’t link it because I thought we’d had enough Iraq items for a few days [↩]
*egg via Ralph Buttigieg
How to explain radically different rates of organ donation in seemingly similar adjacent countries? Nicholas Gruen wouldn’t be surprised.
Will Wilkinson posts on new research by Betsey Stevenson and Justin Wolfers that seems to put to rest once and for all the claim that money can’t buy happiness. Clive Hamilton and Ross Gittins certainly won’t be happy about that.
Nicholas Gruen is questioning how Hayek’s teachings could be used to better regulate.
Andrew Leigh continues his Imagining Australia summaries, this time on global engagement.
Jeremy Sear carries on a prolonged one-sided argument with Greg Barns over an Australian republic.
Norman Geras suggests that the UN Human Rights Council and its latest appointee US academic Richard Falk are both very bad jokes. You can see what Norm means about Falk from this recent statement by the gentleman:
It is possibly true that especially the neoconservatives thought there was a situation in the country and in the world where something had to happen to wake up the American people. Whether they are innocent about the contention that they made that something happen or not, I dont think we can answer definitively at this point. All we can say is there is a lot of grounds for suspicion, there should be an official investigation of the sort the 9/11 commission did not engage in and that the failure to do these things is cheating the American people and in some sense the people of the world of a greater confidence in what really happened than they presently possess.
At Spark Online Carl Nilsson-Polias reviews the 1960s French film Jacques Demy’s The Umbrellas of Cherbourgh that would launch the career of Catherine Deneuve
Glenn Kenny offers a tribute to larger-than-life civil-rights activist/gun enthusiast Charlton Heston who passed away this week, offering an interesting anecdote about Heston’s role in green-lighting Orson Welles’s noir classic Touch of Evil.
Heston was really the first heroic movie actor to make a substantial impression on me, well before I really knew anything about screen acting, before things like screen acting really registered as such, even. I mean, yeah, I was a fairly precocious eight-year-old when Planet of the Apes came out, but not that precocious. But I grew up fast enough to snicker a little bit at the sight of Heston mouthing the words of Country Joe McDonald’s Woodstock stage patter in The Omega Man, but I still teared up at his character’s quasi-crucifixion at the end. Between Apes, Omega and Soylent Green, Heston became to certain late-Baby-Boomers what John Wayne was to their dads. Only in those films Heston was the John Wayne of the dystopiathe inescapable dystopia. He was, then, a pre-adolescent’s first effective intimation of Sisyphus.
Rohan Malzen meanwhile considers the publication of an essay collection that ponders the relevance of George Eliot’s Middlemarch in the 21st century.
Meanwhile Words Without Borders offers readers Shadows Across Frosted Glass, a short story by Argentine writer Juan Jose Saer (translated from Spanish by Matthew Lansburgh)
Chris Boyd went to see Guys and Dolls and (in marked contrast to Richard Watts) he’s sold, ’Prior can do anything. We’re used to that. But McCune raises the dramatic stakes. After the mighty crescendo of ‘Sit Down You’re Rockin’ the Boat’, in which the gamblers end up at the Salvo’s midnight prayer meeting near the end of the show, Adelaide and Sarah rock our hearts in ‘Marry the Man Today’. More recently he defends the right of the critic to choose, as he makes a non apology for total lack of attendance at the Melbourne Comedy Festival and cites a convincing precedent, ‘George Jean Nathan long ago established the right of the drama critic to leave after the first act. The time has now come for the critic to claim the right to stay away altogether.’
Never challenge Rafe Champion to a game of Trivial Pursuit with WG Grace as a topic (or Karl Popper for that matter).
Guido was inexplicably buoyed by Melbourne Victory’s loss to Gamba Osaka in the Asian champions’ league.
Shaun Cronin courageously previews the coming weekend’s NRL round despite temporary exile in the home of aerial pingpong.
Snark, strangeness and charm
Tim Blair scores a hon mensh (or an ‘on mensh, if that’s the usage you prefer) from Mark Steyn, who proves only too happy to join Tim’s Bashford bash 44. GT: I think saint just acquired a Steyn number of 2 [↩]55. gilmae: It’ll be a steyn on his permanent record. [↩]. Will it be “flying space monkeys at twelve o’clock” for Troppo’s own Jacques Chester?
I am, therefore, writing to urge and call upon you as a brother who is professing faith in Christ to turn from such wickedness. To act otherwise is to follow the path of the ungodly who believes that he can determine what is right and wrong. In short, I am calling you to recognize that you are wrong to assert that you can be a Christian Anglican and remain in a homosexual relationship.
All snarked out and looking for a restorative? Try a bowl of Oanh’s Bun Bo Hue.
Chris Bertram predicts the lingering death of Flickr from allowing videos into the site.