Today's NYT has a brief story with more substantiation via flight records of Maher Arar's contention that he was illegally transferred to the hands of the Syrian government for purposes of interrogation (this comes on the heels of similar stories in the Chicago Tribune and LA Times on planes used for similar purposes). Darkly in the piece something became clear:
In papers filed in a New York court replying to Mr Arar's lawsuit, Justice Department lawyers say the case was not one of rendition but of deportation. They say Mr Arar was deported to Syria based on secret information that he was a member of Al Qaeda, an accusation he denies.
Facts so secret, even Mr Arar didn't know.
updated to correct JW link
In a weird example of of the lattice, last week AZ and I watched Big Fish at last. And then John B has weighs in with a long overdue history of AZ's Large Fish flyer (the story of a fish and its destruction at the hands of the Walking Ruins).
It's good to lay that one to rest.
Back in the 90s, when AZ and I ran some light herd over the submissions for the Indie-List we would have a header quote on each issue (you can check a few of them out at the link above). This would likely have become one of them:
Don't forget the big show this Saturday -- Zanies (Indianapolis) with Phyllis! A man
believes he has photographed the hair of the woman he loves, mingled
with bits of straw, as she sleeps in the field. But in the developed snapshot
there appear a thousand divergent arms, shining fists, weapons. We see that
it's a photo of the Vulgar Boatmen.
And if you're in Indianapolis on the 26th of March... You should go see 'em.
NP: Cocoon from the album "Castaways And Cutouts" by The Decemberists
del.icio.us appears to hiccuping at the moment, but I don't want to lose (and do want to recommend:
Peel Show disclaimers by Andrew Morrison. Still miss the old mis-cuer.
NP: A Cautionary Song from the album "Castaways And Cutouts" by The Decemberists
ORA still hasn't posted information on their conferences page relating to whether there will be an OSX Conference this year. I dropped them a line a while back and they stated they didn't have anything presently planned - but does that mean they won't have one, or that they're finishing up the last minute details? Or maybe they can't announce until WWDC, as they're advertising ADC events more now?
Oh the humanity.
Anyone know the scoop? I can think of at least two people who want to know (how many people makes a conference, anyway)?
NP: Rough Trade Anniversary - One World from the album "OneWorld - Rough Trade Anniversary" by One World
It's been a long month of traveling - FL, NYC, IN, and what seems like it must be more.
It eventually caught up with me, as I took cold this week. Which gave me a couple days of recuperative time to catch up on some reading at last. In no certain order, and incomplete for the past several weeks...
Schott's Food and Drink Miscellany is like the appeal of reading the old Reader's Digest at the optometrist's office. Bits and pieces of light humor and pleasure, bite sized. Worth picking up.
Persepolis 2: The Story of a Return by Marjane Satrapi is the second volume of her biographical study of her growing up in Tehran and beyond. The obvious comparison is probably to Maus, but this is somehow more personal and less academic. The bold and woodcut style of Satrapi's pen makes the darkness of revolutionary Iran that much darker - and the blank masks worn by the enforcers of the revolution is a fine touch.
Che Guevera's The Motorcycle Diaries : A Latin American Journey is the basis for the Walter Salles film of the same name. However, the story of the film is an artful compression and expansion of events as told by Che - many of the events in the film must come from sources outside the book, or are combinations and reorderings of events as told by Che. This is fine - the movie becomes in many ways more inspiring to social consciousness than prose of Guevara himself. Truth be told, to my ears it has some moments of beauty, some inspiring bits, but other portions become dry recitations of events out of context. In the telling, Salles should be praised.
While in Bloomington this past week, the following conversation occurred:
A: I know you like it and all, but I don't understand why you have to read science fiction. Why don't you read something normal people read?
E: Like what?
A: Like Sartre?
E: Ah. Sartre, which all normal people read....
And so I walked out of the used bookstore with: