“I have never heard directly from a librarian who has found bacon in a book:” Jennifer Scheussler is hot on the trail of a salty sweet urban legend.
“It’s like the mesmeric spell of Time Code, ticking away the movie’s life, and yours:” David Bordwell on the ancient and mysterious prehistory of bugs.
“My wife and I even named our first-born son Parker:” Duane Swierczynski celebrates the brilliant work of Donald E. Westlake, who passed away recently.
When it comes to lexical prowess, search engines are heavies and word processors are bantamweight. At Slate, Chris Wilson explains why.
“Sexual slander against accused heretics was so common that we might conclude that the friar-inquisitors protested too much:” The Tribune’s Michael Esposito is reading up on the Inquisition, that most modern of all premodern institutions.
Meanwhile, Kathy Schenck is reading Christian Dior circa 1950: “It is the fitting that helps to emphasize the loveliness of yourself.”
“He was a terrible wrestler [...] He just had three moves:” Stephanie McMahon describes Hulk Hogan in congressional testimony, saying what you always secretly knew but dared not utter aloud.
