Here’s a neat image of a record and a stylus at 1000x magnification. It’s pretty incredible to see the etched grooves on the record up close and how they interact with the needle. I’ve always known how record players worked, but seeing the process magnified like this is way cool.
The photos come from Microscopic Images on Twitter.
You call me Frank. It just easier. People think me called Frankenstein because of doctor who make me. But me not him. Me his monster. Me get called Frankenstein so much that me make peace with it. Better though just call me Frank.
It funny story how me end up doing trick-or-treating this year with nephew Kevin. Kevin not really nephew, but he call me Uncle Frank because his dad-creator, Dave, is close friend. Frank best man at Dave’s wedding, to Tracy. Tracy sometimes a bit much to take, but Frank try to get along with her. Before Halloween, Dave say he taking Tracy out of town. Need to have day to “talk about us,” so they ask Frank to take quote-unquote nephew to trick-or-treating. “Frank already have costume,” they joke. Tracy make joke sound mean. Me agree to go, because me care for quote-unquote nephew Kevin...
At next house, nice old lady answer door and give Kevin Tootsie Roll. She say Frank’s costume good. Dave tell me this would happen because Frank’s clothes look like costume. Jacket tattered, but Frank always say comfort over fashion. So me thank old woman (maybe witch or maybe just also bad fashion sense). Kevin say thank you, too...
At last house, young couple say bolts in Frank’s neck look real. Frank smile polite but couple reach out to touch bolts. Frank get scared and kill couple. Feel sad but was only thing Frank could do...
To read full piece - http://www.newyorker.com/humor/daily-shouts/frankensteins-monster-goes-trick-treating
. So as weird and implausible as a children’s book frankly explaining punk may sound at first blush, one could make a case that by now, it’s pretty well overdue. What Every Child Needs To Know About Punk Rock
was released about a week before the Ramones’ 40th anniversary show, and it’s actually kind of awesome. I’ll let these spreads speak for themselves.
The idea of a special subgroup of humans being singled out by the less-special majority is not a new concept. The mind immediately jumps to X-Men, in which mutants with superpowers are mistrusted and feared, but there is still a semblance of struggle to integrate mutants with the rest of society. I think it’s safe to say that as the audience, though, we are generally expected to see the mutants as “better” than non-mutants. They are humans-plus.
Another version is the world of Harry Potter, where witches and wizards aren’t persecuted because they’re not known, other than to a handful of people. Magical folk, again, are presented as “better” than non-magical people who don’t get the benefit of amazing powers or insight into a universe beyond their graps. They even get a kid of abysmal name, “muggles.” Again, wizards and witches are humans-plus...
So why am I hung up on the presentation of normals in these worlds? Perhaps I have some kind of paranoia that the creators of these worlds see either themselves or some other group in the real world as being analogous to these humans-plus. There would be some subset of people in real society who have an ability or an insight that the masses do not possess, and are as a result either reviled and persecuted, or at least forced into total secrecy....
