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April 21, 2005
Genius In France
I would be dishonest with all of you if I say that I didn't thoroughly enjoying bringing forth those sort of links that provide both entertainment and distraction from the mundane. In reflection on what would be supplied today I mused for a while on how exactly I am perceived in this role.
The internet is certainly a vast expanse with limitless amounts of content within which one is certain to discover a morsel they particularly enjoy. Perhaps you see me as an intrepid explorer, pith helmet tightly affixed like an acorn's cap, sweat beading on my tanned forehead as I tirelessly hack away with my virtual machete all the unimportant brush in search of a treasure all of you can enjoy back in Manhattan while dressed in a smoking jacket, enjoying a fine port.
In reality I am more like Dr. Rene Belloq, waiting for poor Indiana to emerge from the booby-trap laden temple holding the golden idol, so that I can snatch it and claim it as my own. Most of my 'finds' come from the fine link aggregators like BoingBoing et. al. so if you want to cut out the middle man you can become a regular reader such as myself.
My hope is that your regular attendance here is not based on what I link to but in the adroit commentary I so lovingly supply to accompany it. Think of me, not as Dr. Jones but, rather as his nerdy sidekick whose skill at recounting the archaeological adventures of his partner renders him entirely invaluable at all manner of social functions and society gatherings.
Oh right, what I wanted to show all of you...
Just as we are so inexplicably drawn to that which is evil (as I had mentioned before) so are we to those images and experiences that have the ability to raise bile from our midsections. This page contains an absolutely fascinating story on medical advances to combat the destructive effects of infected tissue. Contained at the bottom are images that are as captivating as they are repulsive. If you have recently ingested food, you may find it garnishing your keyboard after taking your first peek. The official warning has been issued though now that I have sowed the ravenous seed of intrigue I am sure you will be unable to resist its siren's song.
And I'm glad to see that Martha is able to keep in touch with all of us, at least electronically speaking.
Posted by Jon at April 21, 2005 04:05 AM