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Come for the politics, stay for the snark.

If America since Jan 2025 hasn’t broken your heart, you haven’t loved her enough.

The Supreme Court cannot be allowed to become the ultimate, unaccountable arbiter of everything.

Come on, media. you have one job. start doing it.

The truth is, these are not very bright guys, and things got out of hand.

The world has changed, and neither one recognizes it.

Never entrust democracy to any process that requires Republicans to act in good faith.

Beware of advice from anyone for whom Democrats are “they” and not “we.”

Also, are you sure you want people to rate your comments?

The “burn-it-down” people are good with that until they become part of the kindling.

How any woman could possibly vote for this smug smarmy piece of misogynistic crap is beyond understanding.

Finding joy where we can, and muddling through where we can’t.

Rupert, come get your orange boy, you petrified old dinosaur turd.

Republicans are the party of chaos and catastrophe.

So fucking stupid, and still doing a tremendous amount of damage.

The rest of the comments were smacking Boebert like she was a piñata.

It’s all just conspiracy shit beamed down from the mothership.

I would try pessimism, but it probably wouldn’t work.

The desire to stay informed is directly at odds with the need to not be constantly enraged.

Oh FFS you might as well trust a 6-year-old with a flamethrower.

When we show up, we win.

The most dangerous place for a black man in America is in a white man’s imagination.

… pundit janitors mopping up after the gop

Come on, man.

The media handbook says “controversial” is the most negative description that can be used for a Republican.

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Rest in Honor, Robert Mueller

by Anne Laurie|  March 21, 20264:37 pm| 59 Comments

This post is in: Activist Judges!, Open Threads, RIP

BREAKING: Former FBI director and special counsel Robert Swan Mueller III has died. He was 81. www.ms.now/news/former-…

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— Mueller, She Wrote (@muellershewrote.com) March 21, 2026 at 1:07 PM

Robert Mueller, the former FBI director for more than a decade who later served as special counsel in the investigation into Russia’s interference in the 2016 election, died on Friday, according to two people familiar with the matter. He was 81.

The cause of death was not immediately known, but Mueller had been suffering from Parkinson’s disease for years, the people said.

Mueller, whose two-year probe concluded in 2019 that Russia had interfered in the 2016 election of Donald Trump, served as FBI director from 2001 to 2013. The Justice Department in 2017 appointed him special counsel to oversee the growing investigation after Trump fired FBI Director James Comey…

Mueller’s investigation resulted in 37 indictments and seven guilty pleas, though he found no evidence that Trump or his aides coordinated with Russia. The Mueller report, as it came to be known, did not conclude that Trump committed any crime, but it also did not clear the president of obstruction of justice.

The investigation made Mueller a prime Trump target. For years, the president lobbed insults and sought to undermine Mueller’s credibility while claiming a “deep state” conspiracy against him…

Mueller spent much of his adult life in public service. At a time when many young men were trying to avoid serving in Vietnam, Mueller not only volunteered for the U.S. Marines Corps after graduating from Princeton University, but spent a year waiting for an injured knee to heal so he could serve. He was awarded a Purple Heart after being shot while leading a platoon to rescue American soldiers under attack by the Vietcong…

He served as U.S. attorney for the Northern District of California from 1998-2001 before being tapped by President George W. Bush to lead the FBI, taking office the week before the Sept. 11, 2001, terrorist attacks.

After 9/11, Mueller transformed the FBI into an agency dedicated to fighting terrorism — and staved off an effort to split the bureau into two parts, one for intelligence and the other for law enforcement…

Whether you think it’s appropriate or inappropriate to revel in someone else’s death, Trump here has given you his personal permission to celebrate his passing. If you used these exact words, literally no Trump supporting Republican would be able to criticize you.

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— Tom Coates (@tomcoates.bsky.social) March 21, 2026 at 4:10 PM

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Mueller absolutely saved Trump’s ass. He’s just too stupid to realize it. That’s the irony that’s screwing us all. The institutionalists keep institutionalizing while Trump sets about destroying them.

— Radley Balko (@radleybalko.bsky.social) March 21, 2026 at 4:13 PM

Rod Rosenstein is the guy who proudly boasts that he forbade Mueller from looking into any of Trump's financial relationships.
Mueller's report appears to have done everything they could conceivably done within their remit, with blistering, easy to digest executive summaries.

— tripsnek (@tripsnek.com) March 21, 2026 at 4:15 PM

The GOP will forever bear the pervasive stench of cheering on the sleazebag Trump as he repeatedly assailed Robert Mueller
Despite the fact that the report into Russian interference in the 2016 election DID show collusion between Putin and the Trump campaign
Bill Barr in particular can rot in hell

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— Adam Cohen (My Personal Views Only) (@axidentaliberal.bsky.social) March 21, 2026 at 4:05 PM

Mueller found plenty of impeachable and chargeable crimes.
Bill Barr lied to the public and Garland chose to not prosecute.
And the media, again, failed us.

— Eileen (@eileenleft.bsky.social) March 21, 2026 at 4:19 PM

Part of Trump's sneering contempt for Robert Mueller is driven by the fact that Mueller volunteered to serve in a combat role in Vietnam and earned a chestful of medals, while Trump weaseled out of service yet keeps talking about how much he wants a Purple Heart now.

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— Kevin M. Kruse (@kevinmkruse.bsky.social) March 21, 2026 at 3:47 PM

2) Bob Mueller’s deeply personal decades-long hunt for justice for the victims of Pan Am 103: www.wired.com/story/robert…

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— Garrett M. Graff (@vermontgmg.bsky.social) March 21, 2026 at 2:06 PM

LEFT: 1960s Robert Mueller, a wounded and highly decorated soldier in Vietnam.

RIGHT: 1960s Donald Trump, a draft dodger at reform school, not athletic enough to make the team so picking up jock straps as “staff.”

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— Mrs. Betty Bowers (@mrsbettybowers.bsky.social) March 21, 2026 at 3:28 PM

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Rest in Power, Rev. Jesse Jackson

by Anne Laurie|  February 19, 20265:13 pm| 69 Comments

This post is in: Absent Friends, Post-racial America

The Rev. Jesse L. Jackson Sr. was a legendary voice for the voiceless, powerful civil rights champion and trailblazer extraordinaire.
He inspired us to keep hope alive in the struggle for liberty and justice for all.
We are thankful for his service to the nation.
May he forever rest in power.

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— Hakeem Jeffries (@hakeem-jeffries.bsky.social) February 17, 2026 at 8:07 AM

Oh, I have been waiting for this piece! You throw a stone at a presidential campaign, and it has a staffer who cut their teeth on Jesse Jackson's campaign, particularly Black women.

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— Eric Michael Garcia (@ericmgarcia.bsky.social) February 17, 2026 at 6:09 PM

… Part of the civil rights legacy of Jackson, who died Tuesday at 84, is the expansion of Black women’s political power at the voting booth and within Democratic Party politics.

Jackson, who worked with the Rev. Martin Luther King Jr. and led key organizations in the push for civil rights, including the Rainbow PUSH Coalition, also mounted two ultimately unsuccessful presidential bids, in 1984 and 1988. Through those runs, Jackson helped reshape American political power by building a diverse coalition centered on those long excluded from national leadership — including Black voters, women, young people, and the working class. It was a coalition that would become the foundation of modern Democratic Party politics…

“He used to say, ‘Our patch ain’t big enough,’” Daughtry said of Jackson. “Any one community, there aren’t enough of us to make electoral change. We have to build a quilt that has bigger patches, and all of us together means we can get the change we all need. We are much stronger when we are together, and there are more of us — even if they may not come where you come from, or look like what you look like. There is common ground, if you look for it.”…

Black women elected officials are also part of Jackson’s legacy. Democratic Rep. Maxine Waters co-chaired Jackson’s 1984 and 1988 campaigns. She was elected to Congress in 1990 and is serving her 18th term in California’s 43rd District.

In a tribute to Jackson, former Vice President Kamala Harris wrote: “He let us know our voices mattered. He instilled in us that we were somebody. And he widened the path for generations to follow in his footsteps and lead.”…

By inviting Black women into national politics, Jackson helped ensure they would help shape its future. His approach holds lessons for the Black women organizers and political strategists who carry his work forward, said Glynda Carr, president of Higher Heights for America.

“His two campaigns were built on this notion of coalition, to elevate the voices of the working poor, the working class, the middle class, and insisting that Black voters and our communities were centered in a national conversation,” said Carr, whose political action committee mobilizes Black women voters to elect Black women to office. “If we’re actually going to rebuild America, what does true coalition-building look like?”

I don’t know who needs to hear Jesse Jackson leading the kids on Sesame Street in this beautiful call-and-response reminding them that every child is somebody, but here it is

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— Ben Phillips (@benphillips76.bsky.social) February 17, 2026 at 6:41 AM

Do Not Be Cynical About Jesse Jackson – The Atlantic www.theatlantic.com/ideas/2026/0…

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— Sue Stone (@knittingknots.bsky.social) February 17, 2026 at 6:15 PM

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… “There has developed among many, for sure, a kind of attitudinal air-barrier of cynicism” around Jackson, Marshall Frady, a journalist and the author of Jesse: The Life and Pilgrimage of Jesse Jackson, once said. “Part of it is, no doubt, a reflection of the abiding, if not steadily deepening, racial schism in the country since the ’60s.” Jackson was one of Martin Luther King Jr.’s youngest lieutenants; he came of age when many considered racial injustice history, an issue the country had already dealt with. He reminded Americans that King’s dream had not yet come, and that created for him enemies. In hindsight, it seems strange that people would assume that the effects of centuries of slavery and segregation would be entirely wiped away in fewer than two decades. Jackson had grown up in poverty in the shadow of Jim Crow segregation; it must have seemed even more absurd to him….

Yet this caricature of Jackson as an anti-white, anti-Semitic demagogue never reflected the man. The entire point of Jackson’s “Rainbow Coalition,” his vision of Americans from all backgrounds coming together for social justice, was overcoming such differences. Jackson’s political vision was always inclusive, always multiracial, and always opposed to bigotry and prejudice of all kinds, even if the man himself sometimes fell short.

For one thing, Jackson’s egalitarianism and support for a strong welfare state—including universal health care—did not contradict his emphasis on personal responsibility and the importance of the Church in Americans’ lives. As Frady notes, the South Carolina reverend was constantly hammering on these conservative-friendly themes, long before they became part of Ronald Reagan or Bill Clinton’s presidential campaigns…

Many obituaries have emphasized Jackson’s hunger for publicity. He was, indeed, no wallflower. But neither did he simply pose for the cameras. Jackson’s decades of activism demonstrated that he was sincere about his vision. When workers were striking, Jackson was there. When it was unpopular to support LGBTQ rights, Jackson did so anyway. When both conservatives and liberals were outraged over illegal immigration, Jackson insisted on mercy and understanding for the undocumented. Despite the “hymie” incident, Jackson never stopped condemning the evils of anti-Semitism, even as he supported Palestinian rights and statehood. Before Pat Buchanan or Donald Trump ran for president, Jackson was condemning “American multinationals” who “hire repressed labor abroad and fire free labor at home.”

The critics who caricatured him did not understand this sincerity—or perhaps they understood it far too well. His commitment to the people he once described as “the desperate, the damned, the disinherited, the disrespected, and the despised,” was real, and he dedicated his life to it…

Democratic leaders credited Jackson’s work registering Black voters with making otherwise-difficult gains in the wilderness of the Reagan era. He was a genuinely transformative figure, inspiring not just a generation of Black voters but Black officeholders, helping usher in an era of Black self-determination that eclipsed the previous peak during Reconstruction a century earlier. His exhortation to “keep hope alive” in an era of backlash was precisely what he did. Frady quotes former San Francisco Mayor Willie Brown calling Jackson “the Jackie Robinson of American politics,” who would “spawn a whole lot of Little Leaguers in many cities and counties that you and I will never hear about.” That was, we now know, an understatement…

i think jesse jackson was one of the most important american political figures of the post-war era and i think that his 1984 and 1988 campaigns for the democratic nomination still have a great deal to teach about forging a path to a more egalitarian world. RIP.

— jamelle (@jamellebouie.net) February 17, 2026 at 8:36 AM

i wrote this last year about jackson and mamdani www.nytimes.com/2025/08/23/o…

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— jamelle (@jamellebouie.net) February 17, 2026 at 8:36 AM

and i wrote this a decade ago about jackson as the model response to trump-style politics www.slate.com/articles/new…

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— jamelle (@jamellebouie.net) February 17, 2026 at 8:36 AM

Jesse Jackson Knew Where We Were Headed share.google/Qn9GsxLG4SFQ…

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— C.S. Lang (@cslpoetry.bsky.social) February 17, 2026 at 10:54 PM

Mr. Charles P. Pierce, at Esquire:

… Erik Loomis over at Lawyers, Guns, and Money does a terrific job summarizing the long sweep of Jackson’s public career, including its very problematic episodes. (Among other things, Jackson was late to reproductive freedom, probably a vestige of his early religious education. But he got there, finally.) He even flirted with the Republicans for a spell. Once he moved into presidential politics, however, he proved to be the force that scared the Democratic party straight. His victory in Michigan in 1988 went off like a bomb. One of the party’s great blunders in the 2000 recount blood fight in Florida was the decision early on by Al Gore’s people to ask Jackson to cease agitating in Palm Beach County.

Nobody saw more clearly the direction in which the Republican party was heading than Jesse Jackson did, and nobody saw more clearly the eventual public policy failures of Democrats seeking to carve off conservative voters who already were in the process of losing their minds. Donald Trump is the creature at the end of that road, and Jesse Jackson, who passed away Tuesday morning, saw that before many allegedly shrewd political minds did. Sail on, Reverend. You were … somebody.

Rev. Jesse Jackson showed up for the family of Vincent Chin and Asian Americans when few others would.

His Rainbow Coalition showed us the way to solidarity.

May he rest in peace. pic.twitter.com/mRAy2HWE7p

— Chuck Park (@chuckforqueens) February 17, 2026

Financial columnist Michelle Singletary, at the Washington Post — gift link.

How the Rev. Jesse Jackson taught me to keep hope alive www.washingtonpost.com/business/202…

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— Larry Ferlazzo (@larryferlazzo.bsky.social) February 18, 2026 at 8:28 AM

How Jesse Jackson Took King’s Civil Rights Movement to Company Doorsteps
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— Mike Walker (@newnarrative.bsky.social) February 18, 2026 at 7:06 AM


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Jesse Jackson's letter of support for the Americans with Disabilities Act via the Dole Archive:
"When the deaf can communicate more freely, through TDD
devices, we all benefit from what they have to say."
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— Eric Michael Garcia (@ericmgarcia.bsky.social) February 17, 2026 at 10:01 AM

thinking about the conversation I had with Jesse Jackson in 2019:
"The truth of slavery—that Africans subsidized America’s wealth—that truth will not go away. It’s buried right now, but as each generation becomes much more serious, it will be grappled with." www.theatlantic.com/politics/arc…

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— Adam Harris (@adamhsays.com) February 17, 2026 at 7:54 AM

C-SPAN thankfully has posted Jesse's whole 1988 speech at the DNC. Seriously. Go back and watch it and tell me you don't hear so much of what you hear now from folks like AOC, Bernie Sanders and Zohran Mamdani.
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— Eric Michael Garcia (@ericmgarcia.bsky.social) February 17, 2026 at 8:41 AM

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Heartbreaking Read: Melissa Hortman Died in a Shocking Act of Political Violence…

by Anne Laurie|  December 21, 20255:31 pm| 16 Comments

This post is in: Absent Friends, Excellent Links

Melissa Hortman Died in a Shocking Act of Political Violence. This Is the Story of Her Life
The Minnesota Speaker’s closest friends and family open up for the first time.
Read @stephenrodrick.bsky.social's exclusive: www.rollingstone.com/politics/pol…

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— Rolling Stone (@rollingstone.com) December 18, 2025 at 9:16 AM

May her memory remain a blessing. Per Rolling Stone:

Let me tell you about Melissa Hortman.

It’s the early 2000s. She and her husband, Mark, tell their kids they are driving from their Minneapolis home to Michigan on a camping trip. Sophie and Colin are stoked.

Then Mom takes a detour. The Hortman family’s 150,000-miles-plus minivan finds itself at the gates of a Michigan recycling plant. You see, Michigan has a 10-cent bottle-return law that Hortman thinks might work for Minnesota.

“This will be fun,” Hortman tells her kids.

They stay for three hours.

Let me tell you about Melissa Hortman.

Her favorite book is The Little Prince, the story of a pilot who befriends a six-year-old prince from a faraway asteroid. There’s a line in the book where a magical fox tells the little prince the secret to life:

“It is only with the heart that one can see rightly.
What is essential is invisible to the eye.”
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How It Ends
In the early hours of June 14, 2025, Melissa Hortman, her husband, Mark, and their dog, Gilbert, are murdered in their Brooklyn Park home. The killer is dressed as a cop and carries a death list of Minnesota Democratic lawmakers. (State Sen. John Hoffman and his wife are also shot. They both recover.)

The Hortmans lie in state a week later in the Minnesota Capitol rotunda, along with Gilbert. On June 28, a funeral mass is held at Basilica of St. Mary in downtown Minneapolis. Joe Biden, Kamala Harris, and thousands of Minnesotans mourn together. Gov. Tim Walz gives a eulogy; so does Melissa’s best friend, Robin Ann Williams. They weep for all she accomplished, and they weep for what could have been: Colin’s December wedding, more Sophie brunches, and, maybe, becoming Minnesota’s next governor.

Political violence haunts our history, a black car idling outside a diner while folks talk to reporters about American exceptionalism over bacon and eggs. It is a patient virus, waiting for chaos and confusion, and then finding a new victim. It metastasizes slowly and then explodes…
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This is not a true-crime story. I am sure there is a podcast in the works, if that’s your thing. And this is not a story about Utah Sen. Mike Lee posting tweets after Melissa Hortman’s murder reading, “This is what happens when Marxists don’t get their way,” and another one quipping, “Nightmare on Waltz street.” And this is not a story about late-night Fox News Gollum Greg Gutfeld suggesting Hortman knew her killer. (She did not.) And it is definitely not about Trump professing not to know who she was two months after her death and then insisting he would have flown flags at half-staff for Hortman if only Walz wasn’t such a jerk.

None of that is important. Williams, Hortman’s best friend, tells me she doesn’t even know the name of Melissa and Mark Hortman’s killer. “It does not matter how Melissa died,” Williams says in a whisper. “All that really matters is how she lived.”…

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If True, Devastating News about Rob Reiner and His Wife

by WaterGirl|  December 14, 202510:42 pm| 105 Comments

This post is in: Absent Friends, Open Threads, RIP

Update: Now confirmed.

Rob Reiner, Oscar-Nominated Second-Generation Filmmaker, Dead at 78

They are not naming names, but these are the ages of Rob Reiner and his wife, and this happened in their home.  I feel sick about this.

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Two people were found dead Sunday afternoon inside a Brentwood home owned by director and actor Rob Reiner, the victims of an ‘apparent homicide,’ the LAPD said.

The LA Fire Department said a man and a woman were found deceased inside, approximately 78 and 68 years old, around 3:30 p.m.

The LAPD said in a brief statement that two people were found deceased inside the home, and detectives from the Robbery Homicide Division were handling the case.

“At this time, no further details are available as this is an ongoing RHD investigation, into an apparent homicide,” the statement said.

There is a very large police presence at the home Sunday evening.

LAFD paramedics were called to the home on Chadbourne Avenue around 3:30 p.m.

LAPD officers were dispatched to the home shortly after paramedics for a report of an, “ambulance death investigation,” which is LAPD terminology when officers are called by firefighters to the discovery of a death.

Jackie saw the sad news and alerted me.

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Tom Stoppard, High-Culture Influencer

by Anne Laurie|  December 7, 20251:38 pm| 41 Comments

This post is in: Absent Friends, KULCHA!

“The editor interviewed him in the 1960s for the job of political correspondent.
‘Are you interested in politics, Mr Stoppard?’
‘Indeed I am.’
‘So then can you tell me the name of the prime minister?’
‘I said I was interested, not that I was obsessed!’”
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— Bill Kristol (@billkristolbulwark.bsky.social) November 29, 2025 at 3:46 PM

An astonishing letter published in the Times of London.

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— Mark Harris (@markharris.bsky.social) December 3, 2025 at 10:05 AM

From the Guardian‘s obituary:

After the first night of his play Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead at the National Theatre in London in 1967, Tom Stoppard awoke, like Lord Byron, and found himself famous. This new star in the playwriting firmament was a restless, questing bundle of contradictions. Stoppard wrote great theatre because, primarily, he wrote argumentative and witty dialogue. Writing plays, he said, was the only respectable way of contradicting oneself. His favourite line in modern drama was Christopher Hampton’s in The Philanthropist: “I’m a man of no convictions – at least, I think I am.”

Stoppard, who has died aged 88, was always patient about the demands of the publicity machine, though just as deeply averse, like Harold Pinter, to discussing his work, or indeed his private life, in public. Yet what one critic called “the hypnotised brilliance” of his English prose and dialogue fascinated journalists, as well as the public, who thought of Stoppard as “a bounced Czech” (he described himself thus, having been born in Moravia) with a showman’s flair and a curatorial devotion to his adopted language on a par with Conrad’s, or Nabokov’s…

A tall and strikingly handsome man, with a long, bloodhound face, a thick tangle of hair and a casually assembled wardrobe of expensive suits, coats and very long scarves, Stoppard cut an exotic, dandyish figure, a valiant and incorrigible smoker who moved easily in the highest social and academic circles, a golden boy eliding into middle-aged distinction and never losing the thick, deliberate accent of his origins, even though he never spoke Czech. He carved out his career in his own always carefully chosen words.

He was often thought to be “too clever by half,” but never patronised audiences by talking down to them, even if they had to work hard to keep up…

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Helen Shaw, at the New Yorker, on “Tom Stoppard’s Radical Invitation”:

When Tom Stoppard died, on November 29th, at the age of eighty-eight, he left behind a theatre changed by his blistering intellect and blazing success, the heat and light that made the rest of our English-language garden grow. You might say that Shakespeare has his points, or that Samuel Beckett had his day. But Stoppard’s enviable gifts—“his looks, his talents, his money and his luck,” as the playwright and memoirist Simon Gray said—made him our current theatre’s primary influence, even in such vivid company.

By any measure, Stoppard’s achievements are astounding. He is the only playwright to win five Tony Awards for Best Play: for “Leopoldstadt,” in 2023; for the three parts of “The Coast of Utopia,” in 2007; for “The Real Thing,” in 1984; for “Travesties,” in 1976; and for “Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead,” in 1968. (That he didn’t win in 1995 for “Arcadia,” one of the greatest plays ever written, is delightfully appropriate for a work about how every age misunderstands its genius.)…

For a generation or two, he also worked for Hollywood, sometimes writing screenplays—“Empire of the Sun” (1987), “The Russia House” (1990), the Oscar-winning “Shakespeare in Love” (1998), which he co-wrote with Marc Norman—sometimes writing polishes or uncredited passes, most famously on “Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade” (1989). In interviews and profiles, the signs of his material prosperity further burnished his legend, perhaps because he lived like a lord with a study “any writer would sell his agent for,” as Mel Gussow wrote in a 1984 Times feature. There was a fugitive thrill in seeing a playwright, of all people, get rich and famous.

What’s less measurable is the extent to which Stoppard altered the culture. Glamour has its gravity, of course. When Stoppard stepped away from a nascent journalism career into the limelight in the nineteen-sixties, he became a rock-and-roll poet-prince, a Romantic hero in striped trousers and a mop of curls that got only more Byronic as he aged. His air of louche mischief attended his farces about Dada and James Joyce and moral determinism, his cleverness worn as lightly as a scarf. Stoppard was the rare man-of-the-theatre known to the world outside the stage door: he was knighted in 1997; he was Mick Jagger’s favorite playwright and spiritual double, as well as what the playwright David Hare called a “conservative with a small ‘c,’ ” both in his literary tastes and courtly country-squire persona. (He swaggered like a dandy but dropped Latin declensions like an old boy; that’s how you become beloved by both your rock gods and your Queen.)…

‘He played with language better than anybody’: Terry Gilliam and John Boorman on Tom Stoppard

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— The Guardian (@theguardian.com) December 5, 2025 at 3:33 AM

And this may be the *best* discussion of Stoppard’s pop-culture influence, even though it was published in 2016. Mike Fitzgerald, at Creative Screenwriting — “Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade: Learning from Tom Stoppard”:

… Last Crusade was written by Jeffrey Boam, from a story by George Lucas and Menno Meyjes. So say the opening credits. Boam’s final draft, dated March 1, 1988 (ten weeks before production) differs drastically from the published script which reflects the released version of the film. Differences come as no shock, but with Last Crusade they aren’t just a few deleted scenes and some line changes. Whole sections of the Boam draft were reimagined, major set pieces were added, and the pacing and tone were markedly transformed. Whoever made these changes possessed a profound grasp of story craft.

So who was that? Spielberg himself made certain revisions, such as expanding the desert tank sequence from a few pages to over eleven – injecting some much-needed action into the story. Some scenes were filmed but omitted during the edit, like an extended chase through the Zeppelin in which Indy and Henry are pursued by a Gestapo agent and a World War One flying ace.

And then there was the uncredited script polish by Barry Watson – you know, the Barry Watson? Never heard of him? Perhaps if we peek under his pseudonym… ah, yes: Sir Tom Stoppard, a four-time Tony winner who later bagged an Oscar for Shakespeare in Love. Since we can’t know whose pen revised which pages (although Spielberg did say that “Tom is pretty much responsible for every line of dialogue.” Let’s just call it a collaboration of some titans of storytelling.

Escalation
As the story progresses, stakes grow. Obstacles get harder. Time runs out. Last Crusade’s first act follows Indy searching for his father. Boam’s draft kicks this off with an early proof of danger: still in America, Indy (Harrison Ford) and Brody (Denholm Elliott) find a murdered housekeeper in Henry’s backyard. They now know this is life-or-death.

Yet, once in Venice, they adopt a breezy mood and Indy flirts with Elsa (Alison Doody). You’d think he’d mobilize the police to find his dad, but there he is, drinking wine and taking his time. Stoppard’s revised draft loses the corpse and delays Indy’s first encounter with danger until after he’s found the knight’s tomb.

This bestows an escalation: at first it’s a mystery, then it’s a life-or-death struggle.

Escalation can also improve scenes and beats. In the castle, when the SS officer demands that Indy fork over the grail diary, Boam’s draft has Henry incredulously ask Indy if he brought it with him. In Stoppard’s version, Henry’s initial reaction is to laugh, before asking, “Do you think that my son would be that stupid?” His face then falls as he realizes the answer is yes. The beat thus gains a small arc, in which Henry’s mood escalates from sass to disbelief to fury…

Obstacles
The hero’s victory has to feel earned, and ideally the main obstacles should reflect the hero’s inner struggle. Let’s take act three. In Boam’s draft there is a single grail challenge, the decapitating blades. The solution spelled out in the diary is to dodge them by walking three paces forward. It’s a generic key and presents no test for Indy.

The revised script triples the obstacles and ties them into a major theme of the franchise: Indy’s faith. First his knowledge of religion is tested: “The penitent man will pass” means to kneel (duck) and “the word of God” is Jehovah (er, Iehovah). Both of these force Indy to decipher a riddle under pressure. Finally comes the leap of faith, the most intimate test. The three challenges also escalate the Indy-Henry arc: by relying on the diary clues, Indy is proving his faith in his father…

Fun
This franchise owes much its success not to derring-do stunts or operatic drama but to the sense of fun along the way — the humor. To be sure, some great gags are present in the Boam draft, but Stoppard majorly beefs this up.

Recognizing that the prime humor lies in the father-son interaction, he chops 25 pages out of act one so that Henry enters the story on page 53, instead of page 76. After all, time spent with Connery’s accent is time well spent.

“Roadside” jokes that are narratively irrelevant are cut, and instead the banter between Indy and Henry is built out. Memorable gags are added, such as the librarian’s noisy book stamp, Henry checking his watch during the dogfight, the Sultan preferring the Rolls-Royce to golden treasure, and the Henry-Brody tank interchange. “Named after the dog” is shifted from the end of act two to the denouement — saving the best joke for last…

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Dish Served Cold: James Watson Is Dead

by Anne Laurie|  November 9, 20251:00 am| 61 Comments

This post is in: Excellent Links, RIP, Science & Technology

pre-writing a devastating obituary for your enemy is god-tier hating of a kind you don’t often see anymore. renaissance haterism. beautiful stuff.

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— Emily C. Hughes (@emilyhughes.bsky.social) November 8, 2025 at 7:55 PM

“James Watson, dead at 97, was a scientific legend and a pariah among his peers”:

When biologist James Watson died on Thursday at age 97, it brought down the curtain on 20th-century biology the way the deaths of John Adams and Thomas Jefferson on the same day in 1826 (July 4, since the universe apparently likes irony) marked the end of 18th-century America. All three died well into a new century, of course, and all three left behind old comrades-in-arms. Yet just as the deaths of Adams and Jefferson symbolized the passing of an era that changed the world, so Watson’s marks the end of an epoch in biology so momentous it was called “the eighth day of creation.”…

What follows is more like the B side of that record. It is based on interviews with people who knew Watson for decades, on Cold Spring Harbor’s oral history, and on Watson’s many public statements and writings.

Together, they shed light on the puzzle of Watson’s later years: a public and unrepentant racism and sexism that made him a pariah in life and poisoned his legacy in death.

Watson cared deeply about history’s verdict, which left old friends even more baffled about his statements and behavior. It started in 2007, when Watson told a British newspaper that he was “inherently gloomy about the prospect of Africa” because “social policies are based on the fact that their intelligence is the same as ours — whereas all the testing says not really.” Moreover, he continued, although one might wish that all humans had an equal genetic endowment of intelligence, “people who have to deal with Black employees find this not true.”

He had not been misquoted. He had not misspoken. He had made the same claim in his 2007 memoir, “Avoid Boring People: Lessons from a Life in Science”: “There is no firm reason to anticipate that the intellectual capacities of peoples geographically separated in their evolution should prove to have evolved identically,” Watson wrote. “Our wanting to reserve equal powers of reason as some universal heritage of humanity will not be enough to make it so.” As for women, he wrote: “Anyone sincerely interested in understanding the imbalance in the representation of men and women in science must reasonably be prepared at least to consider the extent to which nature may figure, even with the clear evidence that nurture is strongly implicated.”…

“I really don’t know what happened to Jim,” said biologist Nancy Hopkins of the Massachusetts Institute of Technology, who in the 1990s led the campaign to get MIT to recognize its discrimination against women faculty. “At a time when almost no men supported women, he insisted I get a Ph.D. and made it possible for me to do so,” she told STAT in 2018. But after 40 years of friendship, Watson turned on her after she blasted the claim by then-Harvard University president Lawrence Summers in 2005 that innate, biological factors kept women from reaching the pinnacle of science.

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“He demanded I apologize to Summers,” Hopkins said of Watson. (She declined.) “Jim now holds the view that women can’t be great at anything,” and certainly not science. “He has adopted these outrageous positions as a new badge of honor, [embracing] political incorrectness.”

A partial answer to “what happened to Jim?”, she and other friends said, lies in the very triumphs that made Watson, in Hopkins’ words, unrivaled for “creativity, vision, and brilliance.” His signal achievements, and the way he accomplished them, inflated his belief not only in his genius but also in how to succeed: by listening to his intuition, by opposing the establishment consensus, and by barely glancing at the edifice of facts on which a scientific field is built.
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One formative influence was Watson’s making his one and only important scientific discovery when he was only 25. His next act flopped. Although “Watson’s [Harvard] lab was clearly the most exciting place in the world in molecular biology,” geneticist Richard Burgess, one of Watson’s graduate students, told the oral history, he discovered nothing afterward, even as colleagues were cracking the genetic code or deciphering how DNA is translated into the molecules that make cells (and life) work…

Watson nevertheless viewed himself “as the greatest scientist since Newton or Darwin,” a longtime colleague at CSHL told STAT in 2018.

To remain on the stage and keep receiving what he viewed as his due, he therefore needed a new act. In the 1990s, Watson became smitten with “The Bell Curve,” the 1994 book that argued for a genetics-based theory of intelligence (with African Americans having less of it) and spoke often with its co-author, conservative political scholar Charles Murray. The man who co-discovered the double helix, perhaps not surprisingly, regarded DNA as the ultimate puppet master, immeasurably more powerful than the social and other forces that lesser (much lesser) scientists studied. Then his hubris painted him into a corner…

When the friend proposed that Watson debate the genes/IQ/race hypothesis with a leading scientist in that field, for a documentary, Watson wouldn’t hear of it: “No, he’s not good enough” to be in the same camera frame as me, Watson replied, the friend recalled. “He saw himself as smarter than anyone who ever actually studied this” — which Watson had not.

Friends traced Watson’s smartest-guy-in-the-room attitude, and his disdain for experts, to 1953. When he joined Crick at England’s Cavendish laboratory, Watson knew virtually nothing about molecular structures or “the basic fundamentals of the field,” Jerry Adams, also one of Watson’s graduate students, told the oral history; Watson was “self-taught.” He saw his double-helix discovery as proof that outsiders, unburdened by establishment thinking, could see and achieve what insiders couldn’t.

That belief became cemented with his success remaking Harvard biology. The legendary biologist E.O. Wilson, who was on the losing end of Watson’s putsch, called him “the most unpleasant human being I had ever met,” one who treated eminent professors “with a revolutionary’s fervent disrespect. … Watson radiated contempt in all directions.” But in a lesson Watson apparently over-learned, “his bad manners were tolerated because of the greatness of the discovery he had made.”

Perhaps in reaction to Watson’s sky-high self-regard, in his later years his peers and others began to ask if his discovery of the double helix was just a matter of luck. After all, as a second lab colleague said, “Jim has been gliding on that one day in 1953 for 70 years.”

With Rosalind Franklin’s X-ray images (which Watson surreptitiously studied), other scientists might have cracked the mystery; after all, American chemist Linus Pauling was on the DNA trail. But Watson had something as important as raw skill and genius: “He realized that to discover the structure of DNA at that moment of history was the most important thing in biology,” Mayr told the oral history. Although Crick kept veering off into other projects, he said, “Watson was always the one who brought him back and said, ‘By god, we’ve got to work on this DNA; that’s the important thing!’” Knowing the “one important thing” to pursue, Mayr said, “was Watson’s greatness.”
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That was only the most successful result of following his instinct; whether getting the Human Genome Project off the ground or running CSHL, Watson was a strong believer in finding truths in his gut. “Jim is intuitive,” MIT biologist H. Robert Horvitz told the oral history. “He had an uncanny sense of science and science problems.”

He came to believe in his intuition about something else: race and IQ and genetics. His gut, he felt, was a stronger guide to truth than empirical research or logic. As a result, “he believed what he believed and wasn’t going to change his view,” the lab friend said. “It’s not as simple as courting controversy for controversy’s sake. But as the scientific environment became even less hospitable to [the “Bell Curve” thesis], he became even more adamant. He loved trashing the establishment, whatever it is.”

Watson’s loss of his CSHL position, the rescinded invitations, the pariah status, also had their effect. The setbacks made him “resentful and angry,” the lab friend said. “‘Saying the right thing’ now translated into ‘political correctness’ in his mind. And that made him say even more outrageous things.”…
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At age 90, Watson told friends he did care how history would see him. He did care what his obituaries would say. He knew his racist and sexist assertions would feature in them. Not even that could make him reconsider his beliefs, which only seemed to harden with criticism. Now history can reach its verdict.

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Honoring Jane Goodall

by Anne Laurie|  October 5, 20253:26 pm| 36 Comments

This post is in: Absent Friends, Nature & Respite

Not a joke!

funnily enough Jane Goodall’s favorite animals weren’t chimps or any kind of monkey, she loved dogs best and for her 90th asked fans to join her with their dogs on the beach where she played with dozens of dogs

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— Henry (@henrythedog.bsky.social) October 1, 2025 at 3:40 PM

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‘There Will Always Only Be One Jane Goodall’ www.nytimes.com/2025/10/01/s…

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— Holly Brewer (@earlymodjustice.bsky.social) October 2, 2025 at 5:41 AM

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1/ My Jane Goodall story: I had heard speak when I was a kid; I don’t remember if my parents took me up to meet her after the talk.
A few years later I was 14 and we were visiting my uncle at his farm on Salisbury plain in Hampshire.
One afternoon we were summoned into the sitting room for tea…

— Boston Tom Levenson (@tomlevenson.bsky.social) October 1, 2025 at 3:50 PM

Since some of you aren’t on BlueSky (and since Tom hasn’t already posted this here)…

2/ There were visitors, you see, two friends of my uncles from when he was a Royal Artillery officer serving in Kenya (a few years after WW2). One was an elderly gentleman, recuperating from heart trouble in a nearby village, and the other was a lady who was his dear friend.

Their names?…

3/ Louis Leakey and Margaret Myfanwe Joseph–Mum! as Jane Goodall usually referred to her.

That was a great afternoon. Leakey was all you’d hope, funny, generous, a raconteur who was happy to answer all the questions a 14 y.o. American kid who had only the barest idea who he was could think up…

4/ And Margaret (as we were introduced) was sharp, dry and fun. I can still conjure up that tea party in my mind’s eye–the drawing room at Kimpton Down Farm, where we all sat, the works…

Now flash forward to ~2007…

5/ I’m in Boston, now a lot older, with a kid of my own, then in elementary school. As part of the 2nd grade curriculum all the kids had to do a “hero study”—take some figure, usually well ensconced in the past, research them over the course of some months, and as a capstone…

6/ Present their conclusions to the whole class—speaking in costume as the person they studied, and answering questions from all comers, again, as their hero.

As noted above, most of the picks were historical figures; my son, however, had the only living figure in his year’s selection…

7/ Who was he?…

You guessed it: Jane Goodall.

His presentation was in the spring. About then I was finishing a book w. Houghton Mifflen Harcourt–then Goodall’s publisher.

Sometime in March my editor called to invite me to the reception before Goodall’s upcoming book event in Boston…

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8/ I asked if I could bring my son along and my editor said sure. It turned out that the event was two days before his hero stand-up in his class, so, as they say, timing is everything.

When we got to the venue, the reception was in a moderate-size ballroom-y kind of room…

9/ There was a 2-or-3 deep scrum around the walls, while in the center of the room stood a slight, small blonde-to-gray haired woman who no one seemed to have enough bottle to approach. It was odd, and kind of sad.

So up we went, my boy and I…

10/ I can now confess I was wholly intimidated, not by her affect—Goodall was pleasant and welcoming as we approached—but because she was Jane. Freaking. Goodall thank you very much.

So my ice breaker (as much for me as her) was that story about meeting her mum with Leakey all those years ago…

11/ Her face lit up and she exclaimed “you met Mum?” and that launched a lovely conversation that went on for 10 or fifteen minutes as everyone in the room was STILL to nervous too approach.

She had greeted my son warmly as we first started talking, and then…

12/ I told her about his upcoming performance as, well, her.

She was chuffed, and talked to him (remember, he’s just 7 or 8) about what he’d found out and what was most interesting to him, etc. And then made sure I took a picture of the two of them together…

13/ All around a stunning, truly happy-making encounter. And my kid showed up in class two days later in a pith helmet, safari shorts and a vest–and with photographs of himself with the real deal.

And that’s my Jane Goodall story.

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How Jane Goodall shaped generations of science and conservation in Africa

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— Heart for Africa (@heartforafrica.bsky.social) October 4, 2025 at 8:19 PM

… She was a charismatic advocate for some of Africa’s most charismatic creatures — and some of humankind’s closest cousins. For years, she painstakingly observed chimpanzees in the wild in Tanzania, producing groundbreaking documentation of their tool use, cooperative hunting, complex social structure and individual personalities, before becoming a global storyteller and advocate for conservation.

“She had a lot of patience; she didn’t rush things,” said Paula Kahumbu, a wildlife conservationist, filmmaker and chief executive of WildlifeDirect, a Kenya-based wildlife protection organization founded by Richard Leakey, the son of Goodall’s mentor, Louis Leakey.

Kahumbu, 59, “a product of Goodall’s work, and deeply influenced by her,” said Goodall taught patience through methods that stood in contrast to the more contemporary impetus “to install a camera trap and be out of the forest.”

“She studied animals in the forest, formed relationships with them and patiently recorded her observations over long hours without looking for a quick way out,” Kahumbu said.

Goodall’s research helped lead to the designation of Tanzania’s Gombe National Park; the Jane Goodall Institute runs chimp sanctuaries and supports sustainable conservation jobs in the area and trains young people from around the world in community action.

She was “an unlikely hero with a nontraditional path” who invested in young people around the world and had so many people model their lives after hers, said Rae Wynn-Grant, 39, a U.S. wildlife ecologist and co-host of “Mutual of Omaha’s Wild Kingdom Protecting the Wild,” a wildlife conservation series on NBC.

“I felt less alone knowing that I was living in the age of Jane Goodall,” said Wynn-Grant. Like her, Wynn-Grant said, Goodall “had grown well into her 20s without having any meaningful experience in the wilderness, yet dreamed to spend her life dedicated to saving endangered species from extinction.”

Goodall is the reason many conservational biologists, ecologists and other scientists chose their line of work, said Jessica Deere, 34, a professor in the environmental sciences department at Emory University, who is working with the Gombe Ecosystem Health Project in Tanzania….

Goodall made conservation accessible to women, especially those for whom such an interest or career was once out of reach. Her message that “everyone can make a difference in conservation” deeply influenced Gladys Kalema-Zikusoka, said the Ugandan veterinarian and founder of Conservation Through Public Health, a Uganda-based organization that promotes biodiversity through conservation. Kalema-Zikusoka, 55, said she was inspired by Goodall after meeting her in London in 1993 and reading one of her books, “In the Shadow of Man.”

“For us who have followed her path to be animal observers, she was just such a leader for us in her approach of observation,” said Kate Detwiler, 53, a professor of biology and anthropology at Florida Atlantic University who studies the evolution and conservation of African forest monkeys. “What she taught us is that the individuals really matter. You can study a species, but what you learn when you observe and describe their behavior individually is really special.”

Annie Olivecrona, 74, a Kenya-based zoologist who rescues trafficked chimpanzees, including from conflict zones such as South Sudan or the Central African Republic, and was friends with Goodall, said she has kept many encouraging letters from Goodall dating back to the 1990s. Olivecrona will continue to be inspired by Goodall’s “all go” and “never give up” spirit, she said…

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Goodall’s influence spread far and wide. Those who felt it are pledging to continue her work.
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— Frank Amari (@frankamari.bsky.social) October 4, 2025 at 7:13 AM

ETA: Thank you, Caustictity.acerbity and Suzanne!

From the Rolling Stone interview:

Netflix is debuting its new interview series, Famous Last Words, with the posthumous release of an interview with the primatologist and environmental activist Jane Goodall, who died earlier this week…

While Famous Last Words will feature career-spanning interviews, some of the questions are pointedly framed to reflect the fact that each episode will be posthumously released. Falchuck alludes to this in a clip from his interview with Goodall, asking her, “A lot of people will be talking about who you were. So, who would you say you were?”

Goodall responds: “I would say, I was somebody sent to this world to try to give people hope in dark times. Because without hope, we fall into apathy and do nothing. And in the dark times that we are living in now, if people don’t have hope, we’re doomed. And how can we bring little children into this dark world we’ve created and let them be surrounded by people who’ve given up.”

During the interview, Goodall — who brought along a cherished stuffed monkey named Mr. H — reflects on her work as a scientist and tells some never-before-heard stories. Per The New York Times, she also discusses what she learned about death from her years studying chimpanzees, and when asked about people she doesn’t like, she shares some sharp words for several world leaders, including Donald Trump, Vladimir Putin, Xi Jinping, and Benjamin Netanyahu.

“I would like to put them on one of [Elon] Musk’s spaceships and send them all off to the planet he’s sure he’s going to discover,” she says, adding that Musk can “be the host.” …

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