Backward or forward, eternity is the same; already have we been the nothing we dread to be.

Herman Melville (via likeafieldmouse)

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WHY AM I LAUGHING SO HARD WHY IS MY SENSE OF HUMOR THIS TERRIBLE

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More comics: Robert Loss reviews THIS ONE SUMMER, by Mariko Tamaki and Jillian Tamaki (First Second Books)

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Mariko and Jillian Tamaki give life to a cast of complex and unique women that covers multiple generations, including supporting characters like Windy’s granola mother and her cranky grandmother. This is a perspective too long ignored in the comics medium, and thankfully that’s beginning to change.”

Read the full review here.

Contributors' Corner: Jeff Tigchelaar

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Welcome to “Contributors’ Corner,” where each week we open the floor to one of our contributors to the journal. This week, we hear from Jeff Tigchelaar, whose poems appear in 3.3.

Jeff Tigchelaar’s poems have appeared or are forthcoming in journals including Pleiades, LIT, North…

I do not forget that my voice is but one voice, my experience a mere drop in the sea, my knowledge no greater than the visual field in a microscope.

Carl Jung (via likeafieldmouse)

skunkbear:

The recent release of “Dawn of the Planet of the Apes" reminded me of one of my favorite ape vs. man films – this 1932 video that shows a baby chimpanzee and a baby human undergoing the same basic psychological tests.

Its gets weirder – the human baby (Donald) and the chimpanzee baby (Gua) were both raised as humans by their biological/adopted father Winthrop Niles Kellogg.  Kellogg was a comparative psychologist fascinated by the interplay between nature and nurture, and he devised a fascinating (and questionably ethical) experiment to study it:

Suppose an anthropoid were taken into a typical human family at the day of birth and reared as a child. Suppose he were fed upon a bottle, clothed, washed, bathed, fondled, and given a characteristically human environment; that he were spoken to like the human infant from the moment of parturition; that he had an adopted human mother and an adopted human father.

First, Kellogg had to convince his pregnant wife he wasn’t crazy:

 …the enthusiasm of one of us met with so much resistance from the other that it appeared likely we could never come to an agreement upon whether or not we should even attempt such an undertaking.

She apparently gave in, because Donald and Gua were raised, for nine months, as brother and sister. Much like Caesar in the “Planet of the Apes” movies, Gua developed faster than her “brother,” and often outperformed him in tasks. But she soon hit a cognitive wall, and the experiment came to an end. (Probably for the best, as Donald had begun to speak chimpanzee.)

You can read more about Kellogg’s experiment, its legacy, and public reaction to it here.

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newyorker:

Since 2010, Lisa Elmaleh has followed folk musicians from Ohio to Georgia, photographing them with her nineteen-forties Century Universal 8 x 10 camera and the hundred-and-fifty-year-old tintype process. A look at the portraits: http://nyr.kr/1A6mVvE

(Source: newyorker.com)

How many hours to go, before the next silence, they are not hours, it will not be silence, how many hours still, before the next silence?

Samuel Beckett, Texts for Nothing (via robcam-wfu)

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