Nuclear and Environmental
Robin Bravender, “Trump Picks Top Climate Skeptic to Lead EPA Transition.”
Ian Johnston, “Climate Change May Be Escalating So Fast It Could Be ‘Game Over,’ Scientists Warn.”
Oliver Milman, “Donald Trump Presidency a ‘Disaster for the Planet,’ Warn Climate Scientists.”
Coral Davenport, “Donald Trump Could Put Climate Change on Course for ‘Danger Zone.'”
Noam Chomsky, “The Republican Party Has Become the Most Dangerous Organization in World History.”
Generation Anthropocene, “An Interview with Kim Stanley Robinson.”
xkcd, “A Timeline of Earth’s Average Temperature.”
Douglas Fox, “Scientists Are Watching in Horror as Ice Collapses.”
And Avery Thompson, “Scientists Accidentally Discover Efficient Process to Turn CO2 Into Ethanol.”
Jason Schreier, “It Took Two Years To Make Final Fantasy VII‘s Midgar in Minecraft.”
And more in huge fantasy worlds created in Minecraft: Laura Hudson, “How Fans Created Game of Thrones in a Minecraft Map the Size of LA.”
And I think this may very well be the death-knell of the age of superhero blockbusters (but also a megatext I’ll be writing about in, say, 2022): Dee Lockett, “DC Announces 10 New Superhero Films in Next Six Years, Including Wonder Woman“ (and Suicide Squad [!?] and Shazam [!?] and Cyborg [!?] . . . this can’t go well).
In a publication that my home receives regularly (but I tend not to really glance at, being the non-culinary member of my household), Bon Appétit has an article on food in Thomas Pynchon’s novels written by Nicole Villeneuve: “All the Food in Thomas Pynchon’s Books (And What It Means, Sorta).” (That said, this article is mighty short, and I cannot imagine that this is all the food in Pynchon’s novels and stories. . . . I bet the Pynchon Wiki would be of help here. Indeed, even just a quick search of “food” in Mason & Dixon  returns over five-hundred hits. I also wonder if anyone has seriously ever tried to make Pirate Prentice’s famous banana breakfast?)
“‘And sometimes I dream of discovering the edge of the World. Finding that there is an end. My mountain gentian always knew. But it has cost me so much.
‘America was the edge of the World. A message for Europe, continent-sized, inescapable. Europe had found the site for its Kingdom of Death, that special Death the West had invented. Savages had their waste regions, Kalaharis, lakes so misty they could not see the other side. But Europe had gone deeper–into obsession, addiction, away from all the savage innocences. America was a gift from the invisible powers, a way of returning. But Europe refused it. It wasn’t Europe’s Original Sin–the latest name for that is Modern Analysis–but it happens that Subsequent Sin is harder to atone for.
‘In Africa, Asia, Amerindia, Oceania, Europe came and established its order of Analysis and Death. What it could not use, it killed or altered. In time the death-colonies grew strong enough to break away. But the impulse to empire, the mission to propagate death, the structure of it, kept on. Now we are in the last phase. American Death has come to occupy Europe. It has learned empire from its old metropolis. But now we have only the structure left us, none of the great rainbow plumes, no fittings of gold, no epic marches over alkali seas. The savages of other continents, corrupted but still resisting in the name of life, have gone on despite everything. . . while Death and Europe are separate as ever, their love still unconsummated. Death only rules here. It has never, in love, become one with. . . ” (Thomas Pynchon, Gravity’s Rainbow [New York: Viking Press, 1973], 722-3).