Behind-the-scenes of The Sartorialist.

As I’ve said, I’m a bit of a sucker for year-end lists. One could argue for or against their merit, but at the very least they’re a chance to zoom out get a panoramic view of the year’s events.

This is a fun one I did at TPM, of The Year in Fox News.

Sunrise view from my window as I work from home today.

 Just wanted to point out a couple fascinating pieces in the New  Yorker this week:

 Johan Leher — a former Rhodes Scholar who writes about the  intersection of science and the humanities — has a great  piece this week about the potential faults of the scientific  method. It calls into question the process we think of as  infallible, objective, rigid. Ultimately, though, we still have to  decide what to believe. You need a subscription to view the  piece online, but it’s worth the few bucks to pick up the  magazine if you don’t.

 Also, Peter J. Boyle profiles incoming House Speaker John Boehner (R-OH), the orange-skinned, chain-smoking congressman. What I appreciate about this piece is that it cuts through the noise — of which there has been much lately — and presents a panoramic portrait of Boehner. It will surely be an interesting transition into the 112th Congress, but Boyle’s piece can help give a little context to it. You can read it in full here. 

sashafrerejones:

Das Racist, “Amazing,” f/Lakutis, from “Sit Down, Man,” 2010.

A look into next week’s column. I wish I’d had the word count to talk about syntax juggling and post-MF Doom mechanics.

Savoring the last day here at home, before heading back to New York. 

lionsandvultures:

Lions & Vultures presents:
Your Holiday Heart / from Eric Charles Christenson

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It’s always hard to believe that the year is almost over. Whatever these last few weeks mean to you: the end is in sight. Let this mix be a soundtrack for your…

2007 Vouvray, compliments of @thenkristensaid

gatekeeper:

It was the in-between time, before day leaves and night comes, a time I’ve never been partial to because of the sadness that lingers in the space between going and coming.      ~ The Secret Life of Bees

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