I can’t seem to sit down and knock out a couple of the ideas I have for longer posts. I have a few projects around the house. I spend some time each day on my sports coordinator activities. And, let’s face it, I’m an epically lazy person; I can put shit off with the best of them.
So rather than finish one of those ideas this morning, I’ll take care of something else I have not done in far too long: share links!
Let’s kick it off with some heavier, political links. Both of these pieces look at how the traditional political boundaries of the past 100-or-so years are blurring, and what that may mean for the near future.
The rise of national socialism: Why Austria’s revolution is not over
How young ‘liberal’ Americans could become racist right-wingers
This is over a month old, so a lot of you have probably read it. But it is one of the best long-form sports pieces I’ve ever read. Wright Thompson on what the hell happened to Tiger Woods.
The Secret History of Tiger Woods
Ever wonder where Fremulon came from? The Hollywood Reporter looked into where the names of some of the most popular production companies came from. No Sit, Ubu, sit, though.
41 Hollywood Producers Explain the Weird, Personal Origins of Their Company Names
I’ve recently become an occasional poster to Instagram.[1] Which made this piece strike a little close to home. I’ll try to keep it in mind on our next trip.
I love things like this, which show how our modern conveniences sometimes have unexpected consequences for innocent folks. At least I love them as long as they never directly affect me.
How an internet mapping glitch turned a random Kansas farm into a digital hell
Joe Posnanski ranked the top 100 Olympians of all time. Because of course he did.
Journey was my first ever favorite group. Man, did I love them from 1981 until 1986 or so. The grunge years turned me into a big-time hater, and that hate has never really softened. I’ll listen to some of their late 70s jams,[2] but that’s it. But my history with the band meant I enjoyed reading this effort to show that they really weren’t a bad band at all.
In an album-oriented rock era, Journey became an outstanding singles band
And finally, The Atlantic dipped into its archives to look back on some of the best photos of 1986. There is much goodness here.
