Archive for the ‘in memoriam’ Tag
First, in celebration of Peter Higgs and his overdue and well-deserved Nobel Prize in Physics, shared with François Englert.
Second, in memory of Mercury 7 alumnus Scott Carpenter, who passed away this week aged 88, leaving John Glenn as the last living member of that group. Carpenter never flew again after his Mercury flight, later teaming up with both the Navy’s SEALAB project, and with Jacques Cousteau to study the ocean, making him both an astronaut and an aquanaut.
I’m learning just now of the passing of Grand Master Frederik Pohl last week. Even realizing that this is the natural order of things, it’s sad to think that we aren’t too far from the day that all of First Fandom is gone.
Today should have been Douglas Adams’ 61st birthday. I’m celebrating it at work listening to the audio from this video taken at UCSB not long before his death.
Personally, I recommend doing something today that reminds you of your place in the universe — which is perhaps not so small as the Total Perspective Vortex might suggest.
Elisabeth Sladen, who portrayed Third and Fourth Doctor companion Sarah Jane Smith, has gone off to join the Brigadier. :(
Just learned that Nicholas Courtney passed away last week. He was one of my favorite Companions, and one of the few who could command screen presence away from The Doctor.
I had so been hoping he’d be able to make an appearance in the new series, like he had in the Sarah Jane Adventures. :(
Hard to believe it’s been 30 years since that terrible night in New York City when a madman killed John Lennon for… well, no real reason other than his own madness (various highly dubious conspiracy theories notwithstanding). I had made plans to drop in on my old high school the following day, and when there, ran into a friend who was also a Beatles fan—he was completely dressed in black, in mourning.
I think maybe that’s the wrong way to commemorate Lennon, though. I think I plan instead to smile a little more at strangers today.
Anyway, I’ve made a return to one of the first places I worked for in Columbus; I got placed at Franklin County Children Services (on my birthday, no less), where I had been working when I got married back in ’93. Different division, though. Temp placement, no idea how long it’s going to last.
It’s mainly an exercise in typing without comprehension. Partly it’s because I’m not a caseworker and it’s none of my business, mostly it’s because I really don’t want to know.
The mental procedure is disturbingly similar to what Orwell described in the appendix to Nineteen Eighty Four as ‘crimestop’ (or more prosaically as ‘protective stupidity’). The material is dealt with only and exactly as long as it takes to transfer the letters comprising the words to the correct part of the screen, and then they just unexist. Sitting here right now, I could not tell you any of the names that came across my screen last night (with the exception of one unusual first name–but the last name is completely lost to me), or more importantly, any of the allegations made.
Who’d’ve thought creeping senility could be a job skill?
A moment please in honor of Robert C. Byrd, guardian of the Senate and defender of the Constitution.